In Time... (Book 3 in the Lou&Liv Trilogy) (One Direction)

Chapter Four

Louis' P.O.V.

I sniffled as I pulled my tea out of the microwave. I didn't care enough to make it on the stove so I just made the microwavable kind. It wasn't as good, but it was good enough. I made my way back to the bedroom carefully walking with the full mug. I set it down on my nightstand and crawled in bed. It was late and I was tired. I flipped on the television and watched whatever came up. I was drifting off when my phone vibrated. It wouldn't have normally woken me up, but it was pressed right against my half-empty mug of tea which caused the sound to be louder. I rubbed my eyes and grabbed it. I adjusted my eyes to the brightness of the screen before I read the text. 

From: Uh...Her.

I'm outside. Come please. I miss you.

I swallowed hard, my eyes fluttering back and forth across the screen. I was suddenly wide awake. I threw my phone across the room and jumped out of bed. I ran through the flat and out the front door, greeted by the cool winds of early April. I stopped on the doorstep looking around.  

There wasn't anyone outside. 

***** 

Olivia's P.O.V.

Sending that text was a mistake. A big mistake. As soon as I realized I had accidentally hit the 'Send' button, I got the hell out of there. I couldn't see Louis. Despite how much I wanted to, he would never come anyways. He doesn't want me anymore and not matter how much that hurts, I have to respect that. He doesn't love me. He'll never love me. He's over me.  

Sobbing, I finally got to my dorm which is actually not that far away. I avoided any social contact as I made my way through the halls and to my room. I curled up in bed and cried.

How could I be so stupid?! Louis doesn't love me, nor will he ever love me! I doubted the fact that he even loved me in the first place. I cried into my pillow, hopefully not disturbing any neighbors with my terrible sobs of desperation and regret. 

My phone vibrated in my pocket. I wiped my eyes and pulled it out.

From: Him...

You weren't outside. You didn't want me to come. You don't miss me. 

My breath caught in my throat. He...he actually...Louis just...he...he went outside. He noticed I wasn't there. He replied to me. This was the first contact we'd ever made. I stared at the words, made by Louis himself. These were the words that Louis typed out. The words that Louis thought of. The words that Louis sent. They were hurtful, but they were his. I debated whether or not I should reply or not. I chewed my lip and my thumbs hovered over the letters but I didn't type anything yet. I didn't know if I should even reply, let alone know what to say.

To: Him...

That text was a mistake. I'm sorry.

I didn't hit 'Send' yet but I thought about saying that. But that text wasn't really a mistake, was it? No, it wasn't. I typed it out for a reason that first time. I obviously missed him. But now I didn't know what to do. I didn't know if I should reply at all. I didn't know what I should say. I deleted those words.

To: Him... 

Didn't mean to bother you.  

I didn't hit 'Send' yet on that text either. I stared at the words. How would it sound in his head? It would sound bratty and mean. I needed to be sweet and apologetic, not cold and calculating. I deleted the words.