Smoke

Chapter.1

Taylor's POV

Blowing out the toxic chemicals from my 'cancer stick' as my oh so loving father calls them, I smiled into the silence of the peaceful moment I had to myself

" that's fucking gross" louis called out from my kitchen

" shut it Tommo" I called back, blowing smoke of of the window, I was balanced on the ledge in black leggings and a white crop top, my dirty blonde hair thrown into a messy bun

"What would your mum say?" He says, walking into my living room, dressed in black jeans and a white t-shirt, his hair fluffy and light across his head

" don't " I growled, my mother had been taken away from us a couple of years back, louis and her were close

I had met louis when I joined his school in year 6, he was my buddy to show me around school, we had clicked instantly, he always made me smile

Now he's an international pop star, touring the world making millions smile

" where have you been in these years?" I ask as I push the cigarette stub on the window ledge, I hear him sigh as I flick it out of the window

I watched it fall to the ground, crushed under the force of my hand

" I get busy Tay, I don't mean to ignore you" he sigh, sitting on my sofa, I stay on my ledge, my comfort zone

" it would be nice to hear your voice, you know just to know that your okay" I number, suddenly finding my hands very interesting

" the boys are at the hotel" he says clearer, changing the subject as quickly as I started it " they don't know where I am" he adds as his phone vibrates for the millionth time, the sound becoming more intense by the hour

" do I have to meet them?" I whisper, my social anxiety kicking in, louis has been to see me twice, in the four years that the boys had been together

I had never met the boys, I was either busy, Or just plain scared

" they know about you already, they have seen our selfies, " he notices my worried expression " you can take smoke breaks with Zayn, eat whatever you want with Niall, talk about important and boring stuff with Liam, and then have a laugh with me and Harry" he laughs

I jump off the ledge and join him on the sofa, my black ankle socks allowing me to slide along the wooden floor

" you don't have to come if you don't want to" he says sheepishly as I sit next to him, that's what I love about louis, he never pressured you into doing things

" can I get some shoes on then" I say laughing, he smiles before pulling me into a big hug

" I'm going to get changed though, want to make a good impression" I say, pulling myself out of his grasp and running up the stairs

" I'll be 10 minutes " I call as I step into my room, I grab my black high waisted shorts and slip my leggings off, chucking my jeans on

I pull my top over my head and search around my room, stopping at the sight of my black lace belly top, it showed my belly ring but that was okay, I slipped it on and re-did the messy bun on my head

I ran back down the stairs and into the kitchen to see louis eating the jumbo size packet of Doritos

" you fat fucker" I laugh, grabbing the packet off him and putting it back in the cupboard

" no make up?" He questioned, I looked down and smiled

See people do smile at the ground