♫Oh how I wish, that was me♫
Chapter 15. 🌺
(LOUIS' POV)
Lord help me. I don't know why the heck I'm acting like this...I'd basically stared at Amber's face for 5 entire minutes. Yeah, if that didnt qualify as awkward, I have no idea what would. I bit my lip hard, before disappearing to join my bandmates for breakfast. You have no Idea how I felt when I had been woken up to find Amber's bright eyes staring into mine. She was so beautiful. And adorable. And perfect. This was unfair.
i wanted Amber...badly. I wanted to love her with every fiber of my being. It's been a few months. That isnt to long. But ive already fallen. I want her to love me right back. I swallowed deeply, weakly greeting the lads and sitting down to eat my cinnamon roll. She should be a chef. I wonder if Amber went to culinary school... STOP LOUIS. Dont think about Amber. If you think about her, youll only want to be with her more...and you cant. Protect her from hate, remember. I sighed, staring down at my breakfast. I need to avoid her. If I dont avoid Amber...ill be digging myself into a ditch. "BOYS!" It was Amber. Oh, hey, beautiful girl that ive fallen for. In my mind, I was asking her to leave. So that I wouldnt fall any harder. But I couldnt do that.
I could only look away when she glanced over at me. Despite myself, I felt my gaze being pulled to her. Like a magnet to another. This is hopeless.
"Boys, I need your help." Amber pleaded, her eyes wide as she begged. She was so dang adorable.
"What do you need, Love?" Liam asked with a grin.
"Today's the day im gonna meet my old friend Isaac. I havent seen him in years. I haven't seen him since I moved away from California to Nevada...but I actually wanna make an effort, in looking nice." she explained. My heart shattered. It was as if all I had lived for was taken in one swoop. The sinking feeling in my gut was a worse pain then getting rejected on the x factor years ago. She was off to see her friend. i bet he's really attractive, too, an that theyll fall in love. who wouldnt fall in love with Amber? i had. This 'Isaac' guy wasnt just a friend in her eyes, im sure of it. The way she talked about him, her eyes alight with sparkle. Of course she was interested in someone else. Why would I want her to like me anyway? I cant have her.
"So I basically want to look good. Is one of you guys a fashion and makeup guru?" she laughed, that little sparkle in her eye that I absolutely adored. I wanted to sink through the floor at the moment, knowing exactly what the boys would say.
"Louis' the fashion expert." Zayn pointed acrross the table at me, as the lads nodded in agreement.
"YAYAYAY! Louis, im kidnapping you." She laughed, before dragging me into the bedroom. Without further ado she held up 3 outfits.
"Which would be the best?" she quizzed excitedly. She didnt need these outfits. Didnt she understand how naturally stunning she is? If i was with her, id make her realize just how beautiful she really is. id make her take off all her makeup and snap a picture when she wasnt looking. Make her see that she didnt need to cover up her imperfections. imperfection makes people more beautiful. especially Amber. but she wasnt mine. she never would be, and i have to accept that. And so I pointed at the cutest outfit and complied to her as she jumped about excitedly. She really was happy to see this 'Isaac'. Id give anything to be him. Have Amber so hyped, and be able to give her the relationship she wanted. One with no hate. Even if we could somehow get together, which was basically impossible, I couldnt give her what she deserved. So I watched her, a little smile on my face.
But inside, I was breaking...
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YES I DIDN'T POST FOR LIKE 900000 YEARS. I'm sorry...life happened. GASP. Anyway. Hope you guys like this chapter :) I'll post more soon.
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~Aimee .x
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