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"I remember the first time I texted her. I was so nervous, which is saying something for me. I kept thinking 'what if she thinks I'm annoying?' or 'what if she thinks I'm a creep?' It was stupid of me to think those things. I remember needing Liam to calm me down and reassure me it would be okay."
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I sat on the sofa, phone in hand. I couldn't get the guts to text her. What if I come off as pushy? What if she thinks I'm a creep? What if she thinks I'm annoying? I really don't want her to think any of those things. I really like her, and we only just met.
I groaned and closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the sofa. I can't do this. Too many things could go wrong. I should wait.
I heard footsteps and saw Liam walk into the living room. He stopped. "What's wrong?"
I sighed. "Don't laugh,"
"I won't," he said sitting next to me on the sofa.
"I can't get the guts to text this girl," I said.
"Really?" he said. "You, Louis Tomlinson, are afraid to text a girl?"
I rolled my eyes. "Yes,"
"Dude just text her," he said getting up. "By the look on your face I thought someone died or something,"
"Shut up," I said. "I really like her and I want her to like me,"
"Just text her. She's bound to like you, everyone likes you,"
"Alright fine," I said. "But if this turns out bad then I'm blaming you,"
"It won't turn out bad," he said walking into the kitchen.
I shook my head and looked down at my phone.
Louis: Hey! It's Louis, the guy from the bookstore.
Shelby: Hi Louis! I didn't think you would ever text me.
Louis: Now why would you think that?
Shelby: I'm not anyone special.
Louis: You're special to me.
Shelby: Whatever you say.
Louis: So, would you happen to have any plans for this weekend?
Shelby: No I do not. What do you have in mind?
Louis: One of my friends is throwing a party and I was wondering if you'd like to come with me.
Shelby: Like a date?
Louis: You can call it what you want.
She took a minute to respond.
Shelby: Will there be a lot of people?
Louis: There might be.
Shelby: Okay. I'll go.
Louis: Great! I'll pick you up at your place on Saturday, around seven maybe?
Shelby: Sounds good to me :)
She gave me her address and that was the end of the conversation. I smiled down at my phone. She wants to come with me. She doesn't think I'm annoying or a creep.
I smiled widely as Liam walked out of the kitchen.
"I was right wasn't I?" he said with a smirk.
"Shut up,"
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