The Summer Of Rain

Chapter 8

°Niall's P.O.V.°

The phone rings. I pause Spongebob, and stand to get the phone. Louis motions for me to sit.

"I'll get it!" He yells to no one in particular. He jogs to the kitchen, and picks up the phone.

"Hello?" He waits in silence for a moment. Louis's face goes pale, and his smile disappears. He drops the phone like a dead weight, then walks away without word. I watch him go. I run to the phone.

"Who is this." I demand.

"Hi Niall..." No wonder Louis was so upset.

"What do you want Eleanor?" I ask coldly.

"I just want to talk to him Niall. I miss him." She explains quickly.

"It's too late for that." I snap, surprised at my own ferocity.

"You made your choice two months ago." I hang up on her.

°Casey's P.O.V.°

Sophie and I were out all day, it was around three when we left, so we bought some new phones, one for each of us. And went to the mall. Before we went home, we went out to dinner at Nandos. On the way home, I replayed Sophie's words over and over again in my head.

"Louis would never hurt you..." What if she's right? What if I made a mistake? What if I broke up with the man I'm supposed to be with? Even if just for a little while? I sigh and lean my head against the passenger side window. I think of Louis' visit this morning. He looked like a mess, which is something that just doesn't happen to Louis. If he didn't come for me, why was he there?

"Niall asked me to come." He had told me when I demanded an answer to why he was there. He did it for Niall. Not for me. Or did he do it for both of us? Frustration bubbles up inside of me. He is so hard to understand! I thought all boys were completely simple minded. But Louis is anything but that... Sophie pulls into the garage and we hop out. Inside, we realize its nearly eleven, and we are both pretty worn out from today's events. So I tell her goodnight and Sophie goes to sleep. Me on the other hand, I stay up until three in the morning staring at the ceiling and playing over every single conversation I've ever had with Louis. After I have done that sixty two thousand times, I think of all the things I like about him. And all the things I don't. I like the way his hair falls into his eyes just a little, and the way he laughs in stressful situations to lighten the mood. The way he acted in all those video diaries he did with the boys and how attached he is to Kevin the pigeon. Well those can all go in the first column with the things I adore about him. Next side. My brain is silent. The latter category stays empty. Oh boy. What have I done?

*Louis' P.O.V.*

Why would she call me now? It's been two months and now she calls? After I have already begun to fall for Casey? I have a billion questions that I wish I could ask, but I know if I call Eleanor, I will just get sucked right back in. She's irresistible. And I loved her. But then then she left. She just eneded things, with no explanation, and I found Casey. And now Casey has left me too. I glance at the clock. Three a.m. Time for bed. Maybe when I wake up, everything will be clear. Or not.

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*Louis' P.O.V.*

When I open my eyes the next morning, there is a moment of pure bliss when I don't remember anything that happened yesterday. Then it all comes crashing back at once. I moan. It's around seven. I get dressed and run a comb through my hair. I look fairly normal even though I still feel pretty shitty. I sigh and trudge to the kitchen. I fix a bowl of cereal and flip on the t.v. There's nothing good on, so I turn it off and go out. I walk, even though it's raining again, I wander to the park a few minutes away from the recording studio. The place where I first met Casey. I grab an ice cream cone, two scoops vanilla and chocolate, with nuts. I stand where I was on that first day. It's pouring rain now, and I am completely drenched. I look up from the ground beneath my feet. And I see a couple across the park, kissing in the rain. I become even more upset. I glance around, my eyes freezing when I see a girl with blond hair sitting alone on a bench. She stands out because besides me, she is the only one in the park without an umbrella besides me. Also because she's looking directly at me, and I know her. I recognize her eyes and the way her hair looks when its wet, and the way her nose slopes. I know her face, even from all the way across the park. I stare as she stands and slowly walks toward me. I drop my ice cream to the ground, and absent mindedly stuff my hands in pockets as I walk towards her. We are separated by a mere twenty feet, and still closing the distance, when a mob of screaming girls appears from no where and tears across the park to surround me. I try to look over their heads and hands that wave autograph books, to find her. She stands a few feet away from the circle. Looking at me, she gives a small sad smile. I struggle to move the girls out of my way without being rude. But it's too late. Casey is already gone.

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*Louis' P.O.V.*

It's eleven thirty by the time I get back home. I lay on the couch in silence. I think of the almost encounter with Casey a few hours ago. Why am I sitting here? She obviously was coming over to me, and if I hadn't been encircled by fans, who knows what wouldve happened? I can't expect her to feel like I still like her if all I do is mope, and I never talk to her! I jump off the couch and grab my jacket, the doorbell rings at the exact moment I'm rushing out the door to get to Sophie's house. I throw it out assuming it's Niall. It's definitley not Niall. I stand in front of the door, shocked.

*Casey's P.O.V.*

I lie in bed, watching television, when I realize I have absolutley no idea what show is on. I turn it off and blow out a frustrated breath. I think of Louis in the park. He walked to me too. What could've happened if he hadn't been attacked by fans? Would he have told me that he wasn't over me? Would I have told him I still had feelings for him? How am I supposed to get any answers if all I do is sit here. I jump up and run out the door. I scroll through my previous texts. Louis had texted me his adress, we had planned on meeting there for our next date that never happened. I find the text and run in the rain, toward his house.

*Louis' P.O.V.*

"Eleanor what are you doing here?" I demand. She smiles sheepishly.

"You wouldn't talk to me on the phone, so I figured this was the only way I could get you to hear me out. Can I come in?" I reluctantly shuffle out of her way and let her in. Eleanor sits down on the edge of the couch, and I sit next to her.

"I'm so sorry for everything that happened Louis. I made a mistake." She begins.

"Well it took you two months to realize your mistake, so you can't be that sorry." I interrupt.

"I am. And can you honestly tell me that you have no feelings for me anymore?" She asks confidently. I ponder it for a moment and after two months, I finally find that my answer is yes.

"Yes I can. I have no feelings for you Eleanor. Not anymore. Youre too late, I've moved on." I say with fire burning in my eyes.

"Prove it." She answers spitefully, and smashes her lips against mine. The hinges on the door that Eleanor neglected to close creak. I gently and firmly push Eleanor away. Standing in the door frame, is Casey. Her eyes are glassy, and a single tear falls down her cheek. Her drenched hair lies limply on her slightly slumped shoulders. Eleanor turns around to see what I'm staring at, and she smirks upon seeing Casey. Casey whips around and runs down the driveway, and back down the street.

°Authors Note°

I'm so sorry Eleanor! Please don't hate me! I had to make your character kind of mean, it just fit the part. I doubt you're reading this, but still. Picture of Eleanor on the side. She's so pretty! And so lucky! I adore Louis, (who doesn't?) And normally i would want him all to myself, but Eleanor makes him really happy, and they are so cute! And unfortunatley I was born in the worng century. Sigh. I just wanted to tell you guys, I don't plan anything before I write it. I just write what flows, and then I go back and change it sometimes. Things are still weird with the boy at my school, but I have more important things to focus on. Such as theatre class! We just finished our play at my school, I was in it! It was great! Everybody was amazing. It was called Seussical. Which is basically a Dr. Seuss musical. Enough about me! Back to the Casey, Louis, & Eleanor drama. Again, I'm sorry Eleanor!

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