Winter break || L.T ||

03

Louis Tomlinson

It was midnight now.

I had taken Ayvee back home because she was tired. I understand that because it was very late and she had food in her stomach. She also ran in circles like a child with me.

I honestly didn't think she would join me. She seems so serious and like she wouldn't take anyone's shit. That's probably why she doesn't like me. Because I mess with her and I push her friend around. But I hope she ends up liking me.

Not because I have feelings for her but because I want to win this bet. This bet I made up in detention sitting behind her. Leaning into her ear to whisper while her friend Reagan was listening.

I was going on a walk because unlike Ayvee I wasn't tired. I was wide awake from tonight. Even after going to a three hour movie, eating pizza, running around in fucking circles I still couldn't be tired. I walk in the pitch black world as it starts to snow. Painting the darkness with a calming white. I once saw Ayvee and Reagan looking out the windows of our school looking at the snow.

Ayvee had told Reagan how "I love snow because every little flake is like a person." It was so adorable watching her enjoy the fall of the white.

As I walk through this so called 'winter wonderland' I noticed none other than Ayvee's friend Reagan sitting on her porch.

Smoking.

I look at how she's sitting there slowly inhaling the smoke to her lungs. She looks up at me catching my stare and immediately puts the cigarette out on the step on her porch. I was on the sidewalk in front of her house. I stopped walking and just stood there. Once she puts in out she looks back up at me.

"Are you smoking?" I ask.

She shakes her head frantically.

"Open your mouth." I say since she hasn't spoke to me.

She shakes her head once again.

I walk closer to her so I'm right in front of her sitting on a stair step. She gets really weird about it and leans back to get further away from me. I squat down so my knees are bent and I'm sitting on my feet.

"Reagan I know you were smoking." She turns her head from me to avoid anything I was playing at. She shakes her head again and closes her eyes squeezing them shut like it's away she can escape.

Then suddenly she exhales a breath she had been holding in. A cloud of thick smoke rolls out of her mouth. Her eyes were still closed to avoid me.

She turns her head to me and opens her eyes.

"What do you want Louis? I smoke okay! I've smoked for a while." She sighs. "Ayvee doesn't know does she?" I am calm about this because I smoke too but her dad died from smoking so why does she?

"No she doesn't and I'd appreciate it if you don't tell her please." She speaks quietly. "Why don't you tell her?" I ask out of pure curiosity.

"Because she might get mad after I told her to quit." She admits.

"Why do you smoke if she can't?" I speak the final sentence and that's when she's had enough.

"You know What, I don't need this right now I need to go to sleep so if you don't mind Louis I would like the only relation you have to me through your little bet with my best friend." She states and gets up off the porch grabbing her pack of cigarettes and walking to her door. She opens it walking in and slowly shuts it.

I stand up not thinking anything of it and walk away. I'm not going to tell Ayvee right now but I will soon. Reagan seems like she smokes when she feels bad. She looked sad on her porch.