Stockholm Syndrome Punk Louis Tomlinson

Be Appreciative.

Kali's POV ♡

I couldn't help myself. I swore that I wouldn't text Louis. I swore I wouldn't get into that. I swore...

Louis ? , My fingers tremble slightly as I type the 17th text message today.

He reads them, bur doesn't reply. This is what I get. What an idiot I was to think I was special. What a complete fool I was to think for a split fucking second he cared about me.

I want to hate him. God, I want to hate him. He made me feel wanted. He made me feel...good about myself. And he left me. Insecure, broken. Alone. And he left me in hell. You can't break someone that badly and then pretend to give a shit.

I can't stay in this stupid dorm room any longer, just to stare at my phone and pretend to study.

I get up and throw my hair into a braid before slipping on my black Uggs and walking out. After I walk down the long hallway of dorm rooms, I finally open the door of the building and feel the fresh breeze against my face.

I shove my hands into my pockets and start walking to the District Office.

I walk by many buildings of dorm rooms. Little did I know how many people go to WSU. As I am almost to the office, I pass by the huge purple house: Louis' frat.

I've never been one to walk away from my problems, so why start now?

Before I can process everything, I am standing at the door of Washington State University's biggest frat house. Before I am able to knock on the hard purple door, a flyer catches my eyes.

Party Tonight, 10:00 !

I smile devilishly to myself. I'll show Louis what he's missing.

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" Well, I'm going to a college party.." I nervously chuckle as I tell the store manager.

" Oh, I have something for you." The manager of Forever 21 winks at me before walking to the more 'grown' dresses.

She pulls out four dresses and takes me to the fitting room.

" This one, is personally my favorite." She smiles as she holds up a tiny jet black dress with lace.

I grin at it before grabbing the dress, along with black heels.

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As soon as I walk into the frat house, music is blaring into my ear. I arrived a little late, 10:45, so I can master a smokey eye makeup effect.

I grab a bottle of Vodka and walk over to wear the couches are.

To my pleasant surprise, I see the sweet boy I sat by during Truth or Dare, Liam.

He is alone, bloodshot eyes, beer in hand. I frown and walk over to him.

" Hi Liam..." I smile and sit beside him on the leather couch.

" Hello." Liam replies without even looking at me.

" You okay, Liam ? I thought you didn't drink ? Is everything with Sophia oka-"

" No ! The stupid bitch broke up with me ! Fuck off Kali !" Liam interrupts me and stands up to face me.

" You," He bends down so that we are face to face and sticks his finger in my face," Stay out of-"

In the blink of an eye, Liam is snatched away and pinned against a wall. When my eyes refocus, I notice who it is...

So he can't answer 17 text messages but he can grab some drunk guy away from me ?

" Why was your finger in her face ?" Louis gets into Liam's face with a vicious expression.

" Well mate ? Wanna do it again ? I fucking dare you -" Louis raises his arm and places it on Liam's neck so he is inches away from his face,"- To do that again."

" Louis, stop !" The tall boy with curly hair, Harry, grabs Louis and drags him to another couch, leaving Liam breathless and confused.

I ran over to Liam," Are you okay ?!"

He doesn't answer;He just storms away.

I turn around to face Louis," What the hell is wrong with you ? You've been ignoring me for a whole day, now you want to try to kill my friend ?"

Louis pushes Harry off of him and walks over to me," Youre friend ?", He chuckles harshly," He can't stand your bitch ass. I defended you, sweetie. Be appreciative." He smiles and walks away.

I stand there, flushed face and tears threatening to ruin the makeup I worked three hours on.