A P O C A P U S S Y L I P S//Louis Partridge

I

"When you're all alone"

Louis Partridge.

The smart, funny, outgoing, loud, talented, popular boy. He was absolutely perfect.

Then there's me. I'm not going to say that I'm one of those girls who's quiet and has no friends because that's not true at all. I'm loud,annoying, obnoxious, decently smart, and I had a good amount of friends. I had a few close friends and I was liked by most people. I had a nice "family". Some would say that I had the perfect life. And to be honest, I did. I had no reason to be sad or upset with my life. But somehow I was never satisfied with my life or myself. I felt like I was never enough. I was constantly compared to other girls my age. I was constantly comparing myself to other girls on social media. They were pretty and skinny. I'm not overweight but I still have a consistent urge to lose weight. I don't know what's wrong with me, but I don't really like talking about it. However, I know that it's bad to keep everything bottled up.

Now, enough about my ungrateful mindset. I've always kind of had a thing for Louis. It started when we were seven. We both knew about each other, though, we never really communicated with one another. One day we got put into the same class. I would sneak glances at him. Although most of the time I would end up obviously staring at him, admiring his beauty. What can I say, the man was ethereal. Sometimes he would catch my glances of admiration and I would quickly look away, blushing, trying to act casual.

I always think I've grown out of it until he walks into the room. My eyes draw to him like a moth to a flame.

Anyways, what am I doing right now? You might ask. I am in the lunchroom eating carrots, on my phone, while waiting for my best friend Astoria.

My head shoots up when I hear the door open. My eyes glistened with hope that my friend would finally show up. It had been two weeks since she was last at school because of her vacation to LA, California. Sadly, it wasn't her. On the plus side, can you guess who it was?

Hopefully you guessed it right.

The one and only Louis Partridge. What a coincidence. My eyes followed him as he sat down with his friends, William, Sam, and Jackson. I watched as his eyes trailed off and onto a girl.

Sky.

She was nice, pretty and perfect. She had beautiful brown hair and gorgeous green eyes. Her facial proportions were perfect and she had the perfect body. I watched as he stared at her in awe. I know he's always had a thing for her. Kind of like how I've always had a thing for him. He was more discreet when he watched her though. Only people who paid attention to every detail of him would know. God, this must make me sound like a creep!

Just as I was getting lost in my thoughts I heard a tray slam on the table.

"Hey! Did you miss me?!"

Astoria

"Absolutely not. Go away" I sarcastically snarled

"Haha very funny"

"Don't tell me you're still obsessed with Louis," she groaned dramatically

"No response..." I replied slowly

"Why don't you just talk to him?"

"Because I'll start blushing like an idiot"

"So? Just don't blush"

"It's not that easy!"

"Fine"

"Thank you!" 

After our mini argument, we started eating and I went back to my thoughts. 

Once lunch was over, I had English class. If you didn't know, I have that class with Louis. Which might be why I'm failing. I keep zoning out and it's caused me to have 52%. Which is failing terribly. My mum had talked to me about tutoring but I already felt stupid enough, I didn't need to have a tutor to tell me everything I'm doing wrong.

Even though English was my worst class, it was still my favourite. My teacher was understanding, patient, and kind.

I sighed and plopped into my chair.

"Long day?" Mr.Clarke asked

"You have no idea"

After our lesson, I packed up and started reading my book when I felt a light tap on my shoulder.

I spun around to face Louis.

Man, I could already feel my face heating up.

"Um,I don't know if anyone has told you this yet but I'm supposed to tutor you.." He said shyly

What.

"No one told me that but uh thanks" "when do we start?"

"I'm free whenever, honestly. It's up to you."

"Oh great."

Jeez, I can be awkward sometimes.

"Here's my number. You can ring me at any time." He handed me a slip with his number on it

"Thanks." "By the way, you should be careful when you tell people, 'ring me at any time' someone might call you at two am," I joked.

I think that was a decent save from the awkward tension? Right?

He smiled, "True. I'll catch you later, alright?"

"Sounds good"

Hey bitties. This was the first real chapter so just give me some feedback. It honestly sucks so bad already.

Love you all. Mwah mwah.