Say you still love me.

Chapter 2

Okay so ladedududu pumping gas because ma car is always hungry ladedoodleydo doop woosh la doodly doo...

I finished pumping gas and was walking inside to pay. Wait is that.. It is.

"Hey momma!" I said. She paused and stared at me like she didnt recognize me. okay she has a reason not to recognize me. Basically I redid me after graduation.

"Kelly? Oh my gosh I haven't seen you in forever!"

"Yeah Three years." I said hugging her.

"I'm so sorry Kelly."

"It's fine. It's just...i don't know, I thought he'd come back... You know? Like he said he would. Hey I'm sorry I shouldn't be saying this." I started to walk towards the door.

"I really am sorry Kelly I don't know what got into him." She said.

"I doubt he even remembers me. I mean honestly I would've forgotten about me to when you have all those girls screaming in your face. But I'm over it." I said.

"What do you mean? Kelly... You've been waiting for him to come back haven't you? Oh honey im so sorry." She wrapped me in a hug. "Come on let's have lunch at the house." She said grabbing my hand. We got to the house and I helped momma fix lunch.

"So whacha been up to?" I asked.

"No I want to know about you... What happened to you?" She asked.

"I told you I'm done waiting for him to come back... So I started over without him." I said. She was silent, I mean what did I expect. That's her son. I mean really...

"I go to the university.... for music now." I said, She smiled.

"Really?" She asked.

"Yeah. I love it. It really helps out a lot." I said.

"Any boys you wanna tell me about?" She asked moving her eyebrows.

"Actually...." She gasped. "I'm just kidding. But your face. That was priceless. But I do have a friend that i kind of like his name is Greg." I say.

"And what is Greg like?"

"He's cool." I blurted out... She's gonna have a field day with this.

"Ahhh i see and What does Greg like?" She asked just as my phone had started ringing.

"Excuses me just a second."

"Of course. Go talk to Greg." How did she know!

"Oh god it is him isn't it?!?! Well speak of the devil and he shall appear! im just kidding answer it!"

"Hello?"

"Hey kelly."

"What's up?"

"I was gonna ask...um I really like you and I wanted to know if you wanted to go out today?" I couldn't breath. I finally caught my breath.

"Of course. I would love to." I said.

"Really?? Great. Okay then.. Hey meet me at the fair in the park at 9" he said.

"Okay."

"Bye." After hanging up the phone i couldn't help but smile.

"So what does Greg want?" she wiggled her eyebrows at me.

"He wants to go out tonight.." Her eyes widened and she smiled.

"Oh my gosh I can't believe that just happened!"

"What times your date?"

"9"

"Love it's 7:30 you should go get ready! It really is wonderful to have you back Kelly. We have to do this again soon love you!"

"Defiantly momma... Love ya!"

"Oh I'm free all Sunday!" I yelled walking out the door, I herd her yell

"Sunday it is!" I shut the door and rushed to the house.

Momma's P.O.V

Kelly shut the door, I grabbed my phone and called louis.

"Louis William Tomlinson!" I yelled through the phone.

"What mum?" He asked. He's such an idiot! He left kelly! He never even spoke to her after the live shows on xfactor. I never knew, I thought they just drifted apart. I never knew Kelly was waiting. Honestly I didn't know what happened to her. The last time I saw her was the day we left for Louis's audition. That's the last time she saw Louis also.

"Your a real jerk you know that right?" I asked him.

"What why?" He asked. He's so clueless. Could a person really forget there best friend so easily?

"Did you forget something... Someone?" I asked, Maybe he'll remember.

"Umm.... No. Mum what's the matter." He said. Oh my gosh.

"Figure it out Louis. And I hope you do fast because she's done waiting for you." And with that I hung up. I know he is my son and he's famous. But that gives him no right to forget about Kelly and block her out of his life.

Kelly is basically my daughter so if someone hurts her, I get mad. Even if my son's the one who did it.