You and I: A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction

Chapter 15

        I sigh and put my phone back in my pocket, getting up from my spot on the couch. I shuffle towards the kitchen, and flip the light switch on. I take the bouquet of roses from their place on their counter, and study them.

        They're not pink, thankfully. They're not even red. They're white. Which is nice. I've always liked white roses. I count them, and am pleasantly surprised. There are thirteen roses, not twelve. Most bouquets come with an even number of flowers. Interesting.

        I open the cabinet in the far right corner, and pull a tall, slender, clear vase from the very back, filling it with water from the faucet. I place the pristine roses in, one by one, carefully avoiding the thorns. The gesture was sweet, and it warms my heart a bit that Louis got them for me. He hasn't known me for more than a day, but he was so kind. I feel a bit bad for being so awkward around him, but I can't help it. I just don't like people.

        I finish putting the roses in the vase, and throw the wrapping in the garbage can underneath my sink. Taking the vase carefully in my hands, I make my slowly to the adjacent dining area. It's a tad small, but I don't have large furniture, so it works. I place it in the center, and smile. It's a nice touch to the gray toned area I have created.

        I walk back through the kitchen and turn the light off, and head to my bedroom. I make sure to close the blinds on my window before I change quickly into my pajamas, and set my alarm for tomorrow. Work or not,  I still have like to keep my day on schedule.

        I place my phone on my nightstand, and slide into bed, wrapping myself in the cream colored comforter. It's nice and warm, and I'm just starting to get relaxed when my phone buzzes.

        Bzzt. Bzzt.

        I sigh and reach for it, and check the screen. Louis. As charming as he is, I am really tired right now, and really don't feel like having a conversation right now. I might say something rude or hurtful, and that's the last way I want to be after he was so nice tonight.

        But at the same time, it'd be kind of rude to leave him hanging...so I might as well answer.

        Me: Hi

        Louis: Hello, future wifey!

        I blush. Future wife...y?

        Me: Oh please. you don't even know me.

        Louis: But I will. Don't forget the date we planned. :)

        Me: of course I haven't forgotten.

        Louis: so where are you?

        Me: Still in my apartment. In bed, actually. Just about to go to sleep.

        I hope he gets the hint and stops texting me. I'm going to be an total bitch tomorrow if I don't get my allotted nine hours of sleep. And that would not be pleasant.

        Louis: wish I was there. xD

        I widen my eyes. What did he just say?

        Louis: kidding, kidding. i'm just at my place, chilling with zayn and niall.

        Me: are harry and louis there?

        Louis: nah, harry is probably still out. he usually stays out pretty late. and liam is asleep. because he's lame.

        Me: I see.

        Louis: So what are you doing tomorrow?

        Me: I'm going shopping for a dress with my friend Kaitlyn. for that dinner party i told you about.

        Louis: you should show me it before you go there on friday. :)

        Me: we'll see.

        Louis: it's not a no! i have faith in our newfound friendship!

        Me: same. :)

        Huh. Louis isn't as obnoxious as I thought. That's good.

        Louis: well, I'm sure you're pretty tired. gn. :)

        Me: gn. :D

        I return my phone to its place, and fall asleep feeling a bit light headed, but happy. At least I didn't say anything dumb.