Pick and Choose

Night talks

It's been a week in this house, me, Louis, and my parents. I've been going insane. Thank god yesterday I finally got out of the house and saw Piper and Lulu all day, Taking my mind off of Louis until later that night...

Last Night:

It was around 12ish and I could fall asleep. I crept out of bed and slowly opened my door. Even though my parents room is across the house I didn't want Louis hearing me. I walked along the hallway until I reached the stairs.  Quietly I walked down each one.

I was walking to the kitchen when u noticed one of the lights was on but it was still a dark room. I peeked my head around the corner and saw Louis sitting on the island with a glass of water and a sketchbook in front of him. He was in a white shirt, more on the fitted side, and a pair of red plaid pajama pants. God he looked amazing.

I on the other hand was wearing spandex and an oversized hoodie, like always.  Louis must of heard me because he whipped his head at the corner I was standing at.  "Hello?" He asked.

Damnit.

"Louis?" I ask as I peek around the corner.

"Camila?"

"Yeah it's me." I say as I walk in.

"God you scared the shit out of me. What are you doing up?" He says closing his sketchbook.

"Couldn't sleep." I say walking to the fridge. "You?" 

"Same." 

I grabbed a water bottle and walked to the island, standing across from him.

"Sketching?" I ask opening the bottle.

"Calms me I guess." He says. I eye him and take a drink if my water. 

"Fair enough." I say after I swallow.

"Yeah." He says looking down.  Why does he have to be so awkward like have a normal conversation with me Holy fuck.

"How's you week been, I feel like we barley talk even though we live in the same house." He laughs lifting his head up. Thank god a conversation. 

"It's been good I guess, boring.  How's yours." I ask.

"Good good its just like being home you know."

"Yeah, is it weird without Cedric?"

"It's different you could say. I mean us three normally always hung out and now we just sit in our rooms." He says. He was right. Without Cedric me and him barley talk now.

"Yeah I'm sorry." I say as I meet his eyes. "For what?" He asks taking the last drink of his water.

"Well it's just every single time we kiss it goes awkward after.  I feel like I'm the one to blame because I'm always with Draco or Peter but it's not like that with them." I sigh.

He walks over to the sink and fills his glass up again. "Cam it's not your fault, I never know how to act around you." He says approaching me.

I back up a little confused and he stops walking and sets his glass down.

"God sorry." He mumbles as he turns and puts his hands on the island.  He looks down and sighs.  "I need to know what the fuck we are." He says.

"What?" I ask, shocked at what he just said.

"You know Camila, we always do this awkward shit.  I can't go the whole summer acting like nothing happened between us. What do you expect to happen when Cedric comes back and wants us three to hangout again?  Are we just going to go back to how we were last year?  Because I think you and I both know that's gonna be a lot harder than we think." He sighs.  He turns towards me and runs his hand through his hair.