Chapter 4: Remembering

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*LAURENS POV*

You know what? I really need to stop thinking about Mr. Tomlinson. I can't wait to go to his class after school though. Sara is about to drive me up the wall. She won't stop talking.

"So Nathan was like 'Babe, I love you so much.'." Sara squealed

"That's cute." I smiled

"It was so romantic. Like out of a movie or something."

"Nice." I muttered

"Then when he drove me home, he nearly crashed the car. He could've killed us both." She yelled

She quickly put her hand her hand over her mouth when she realized what she had said. Memories came back to me of when I was 15 years old. The car crash that I was in, killed my mother and the whole thing was my fault.

*FLASHBACK*

My mom was driving me to my ballet class in the car. I wouldn't stop screaming because there was a bee in the backseat with me. My mother was getting slightly annoyed by this.

"Lauren just ignore it!" She yelled

"It's going to sting me mom!' I cried

"If you stay still then it won't!"

"It's not working mom! It's coming closer."

"You're over-reacting Lauren!" She yelled then turned around to face me, big mistake. The at spun uncontrollably and the next thing I knew, the car was underwater. Did she drive into the lake?

"Lauren baby are you okay?!" My mom yelled

"Mom what's happened?" I cried

"Everything's going to be okay. Oh god, my head." She slurred

Blood started to pour out of her was and her eyes fluttered shut. She passed out and died right in front of me and I screamed and cried in fear.

"Mom!! Momma no!!"

"Please wake up momma! PLEASE!!"

"Don't go! You have to wake up! Please..."

She can't hear me.

The car was filling up with water quickly and I began to panic. I grabbed the heaviest metal object I could find and broke the widow and swam to the surface. With all my strength I pulled myself out of the water and onto the road surrounding the lake. After a few minutes, a car stopped beside me and took me to the hospital. I told them what had happened and they called my dad to bring him here so they could Realtek news to him. When the police showed up at the incident, they said they couldn't save my mother. This was all my fault..

*END OF FLASHBACK*

"Sorry Lauren I forgot." Sara muttered

"No it's fine." I mumbled

"Do you wanna come to my house and talk?" She asked

No I have to be somewhere." I mumbled

"Where?"

"Mr. Tomlinson's." I whispered

"Why?" She asked

"Tutoring."

"Oh well I'll see you later then." She winked

I smiled at her weakly then made my way over to Mr. Tomlinsons classroom. I knocked on his foot and waited a few second before I got a reply.

"Come in."

I walked in sheepishly then smiled at him. He smiled back. Oh god! He smiled back at me! I sat down at a desk then he say down beside me. Shit. He smells so fucking good.

"So Lauren. How's your grammar?" He asked

"I'm always grammatically correct." I stated.

"Oh. Okay then." He said in a fake posh voice

"What do you think you need help with?" He asked

"Um. I don't know. You're the teacher." I chuckled

"Hey. I can't do everything." He joked, putting his hands up in the air in defense

"I need more help with my creative writing I guess."

He started talking about how to improve my writing skills for a few moments but went off focus and started talking about other things.

"No offense but how is Sara in the higher classes?" He chuckled

"I ask myself the same question everyday. I think she's getting up to stuff with some of the teachers if you know what I mean." I smirked

"Oh god I hope no one attempts that with me." He giggled

"They probably will."

"They won't."

"Have you seen the way all the girls look at you?" I said in disbelief

"Um, no?"

"They all fancy you." I smirked

Including me

"Wow that's awkward."

"Well you can't really blame them." I muttered

*LOUIS' POV*

"Well you can't blame them." He muttered

Hell fucking yes!!

"I m-mean I-I.."

"Lauren. Don't worry. I won't tell Zayn." I winked

She blushed but then continued writing down notes.

I have her right where I want her

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