I walked home, and just to my luck... it started raining. Yay... lucky me. I pulled on the hood from my jacket. The rain just made it colder. I continued on walking, listening to the puddles under my feet. I could see the campus about three or four blocks away from me. I don't know how long I've been walking for. An hour? Maybe two? Three? Who knows? The rain didn't lessen. It just stayed at it's teady pace, patting on my hood. I heard the drops of rain rapdily hit my hood then slide off. It was all so quiet around me. I continued walking until I finally got lost in thought.
I knew that she didn't like me. I saw it. It saw it in her eyes. It was the was she looked at me. She looked at me with pure distrust. It was like she was disgusted at me. I wasn't a good feeling. But Louis stood up for me. He told his mom that I was different, but she didn't believe him. I mean, I guess I was greatful, but he went against his mom. I don't want to be held responsible for that. That'll only make her hate me even more. Okay, so maybe she doesn't hate me, but she surely dislikes me. She obviously doesn't want me in her son's life. So maybe, I'll leave. That's all I can do, right? Not right. I promised Louis that I was going on tour with him. I can't break a promise. But then I'd be going against his mom. Then again, she doesn't know that I heard their conversation, and neither does Louis. It doesn't even mattter now anyways. None of this matters. It's all done with. She's made her decision. Now, all I can do is attempt to make her change it.
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I got into my dorm, the slushing noises still ringing in my ear due to my soaking wet feet and clothes. I got into my room and removed my shoes, dumping the water onto carpeted floor. Then I took off my soggy socks, squeezing them to drain the water out. I took off my jacket, hanging it on my doorknob and grabbed my towel. I went into the bathroom and quickly sripped out of my wet clothes that clinged onto my skin. "Ugh," I mumbled to myself as I attempted to get pants off. I finally got them off and locked the door, turning on the warm/hot water. I got in and closed the shower door. The whole shower was see through, but there were painted stripes so that a person could only see part of your body.
I sighed as the hot water hit my body and steam began to fill up the bathroom. I loved the feeling. I took the shampoo and squeezed a handful of the liquid into the palm of my hand. I quickly closed the bottle and rubbed my hands together then on my hair, causing it to bubble up into a foamy substance. I massaged it into my hair as I began humming the tune of "You Found Me" by The Frey. It was one of my favorite songs at the moment. "Lost and insecure, you found me. You found me. Lying on the ground, surrounded... surrounded. Why's you have to wait? Where were you? Were were you?" I sang.
I then put just enough conditioner in my hand to fit my palm. I rubbed my hands together and massaged it into the bottom parts of my hair, some of it coming out. I washed out the substance from my hair. I closed my eyes, taking in the extreme warmth of the water. It felt good after I'd been in the cold, wet rain for an hour or so. I opened my eyes and observed the steam around me as I took the body soap. I finished my normal routine and stepped on onto the cozy rug that was placed outside of the shower. I wrapped my body and then my hair. I stood in front of the mirror and took out my Aveeno cleansing pads. I took out one, following the instructions. I then continued on with what the container had said to do. Finally, I began to splash the water onto my face, causing all the exfoliating soap to wash away. I felt fresh. I graciously left the bathroom in still, my towels. I walked to my room and shut the door, locking it behind me. I removed my body towel and got my lotion, and I began to spread it all over my body. When I was finished, I picked out my One Direction pajamas (totally corny, I know). It consisted of a grey tank top that read ' I <3 1D ' and red pajama pants that had black, grey, and white hearts and read, in those colors: 1D. I loved these pajamas. Then I pulled out my cozy blue, red, and white socks.
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Everything You're Not (Harry Styles Love Story)
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