Louis' POV
This is bad. This is very bad. Why is she even here? I gotta keep her away from Elliott. She'll mess up everything! I can't let that happen. I gripped onto Elliott's hand and pulled her out of the room. "What's the rush Louis? I thought we could 'talk' alone. Let her leave. She's got nothing on me. No competition." She said and smirked. Elliott squeezed my hand hard at her comment. I whimpered at her tight hold and dragged her downstairs and pulled her on the couch. Specifically onto my lap. "What was that for?" She said standing up. I pulled her back down. She gasped and slapped me across the face. "Should have seen that coming." I mumbled quietly rubbing my cheek. "Yes,yes you should have." She said. She got up off my lap and slapped me again. "What was that for?" I asked rubbing my cheek again. She slaps really hard. "That was for cheating on me." She slapped me again. "That was for not coming forward explaining the truth to me." She stepped on my foot. "Ow, ow, OW! And what was that for? " I asked clutching my foot. "That was just for fun." She says and giggled. "Why is she here?" Oh,god. Why did she ask that? "Uhh..." I started. "I'm waiting." She said impatiently. I couldn't speak, I just couldn't speak.
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"You know what? Never mind. I have a party to attend. By the way, if you want to go 'talk' with that slut, go ahead. I'm not stopping you. It's just like she said no competition. I don't need to stupe to her level. I am better than that and so are you." She said and walked away. I can't believe I let her go AGAIN! "Hi." A voice said. I turned my head. I really hate seeing her around. "What? No hi, no how's life. We've drifted apart. "She said mocking upset. "Stay the f*ck away from me. You ruined everything. Now, Elliott won't even talk to me. Stay away from me, from Elliott, get out of our lives. I am si..." I was cut of by her kissing me. I pushed her away. I turned to walk away when I saw Elliott run off. What! She must of seen the kiss. God, I really hate, Chelsea. She ruins everything. I ran after her, trying to catch up. She runs really fast, but I'm the one on the track team.
Funny right?
I finally, caught up to her. I grabbed her forearm and turned her to face me. Her face was tear stained, eyes puffy and red. I also noticed that her lips were a brighter pink. Must be her lipstick. I looked into her dark brown eyes.
Elliott's POV
He kept staring at me, might I add, not saying a word to explain that seen I just witnessed.
"Well?" I said pulling my forearm out of his grasp. I wiped my tears away. "What do want? Why did you chase me?" I asked my voice cracking at the last word. I just couldn't look at him right now. When I looked at him all I saw was Chelsea.Chelsea.
Chelsea.
CHELSEA.
I started fuming. I was pissed. No. To say I was pissed was an understatement. I turned on my heel and walked, no, more like I rushed straight to Chelsea. This is not going to be pretty.
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What is Elliott going to do?
How will everyone respond?
Why have I not updated in a while?All very good questions, but I can only give the answer to 1.
I had school and I had loads of homework.
Good news though, I'm on break for Easter so,I'll be updating more often. I hope. The PIC is Chelsea, yes, she is played by Taylor Swift. Don't judge me, it takes me a will to figure out characters at times. I have started the next chapter and hopefully it will be out soon. HOPEFULLY. All right, I'll see y'all later.Yours truly,
Shannon
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