The Summer Of Rain

Chapter 9

°Louis' P.O.V.°

I watch her go in a panic.

"Damn it Eleanor!" I yell as I shove past her to chase Casey. I run in the direction she went. And finally I see the back of her as she walks down the street. I dash towards her, quickly closing the distance between us.

"Casey!" I yell when I get closer to her.

"Get the hell away from me Louis." She spits over her shoulder. I catch up to her. And put my hand on her wrist to stop her from continuing. She yanks her arm away and speeds up.

"Casey please.." I whine, keeping pace with her

"Its not what it looked like!" I tell her desperately. Casey turns around quickly to face me.

"Then what the hell was it! You kissed her Louis!" She spits venom.

"But it's not like it should matter to me anyway. We aren't dating anymore. So why should I care?" She squints at me and scowls. I plead with her using my eyes. It's pouring rain and we are both drenched. Her gaze goes from mad to upset back to mad and then she looks like she is going to burst into tears. Then we'd both be crying. My face is extremely wet, and not just from the rain. She turns on a heel and dashes away. I'm tempted to go after her again, but it wouldn't do any good. She saw me and Eleanor kissing, she doesn't care how or why we ended up like that. I run my fingers through my dripping hair, and let the tears stream freely down my face.

°Casey's P.O.V.°

I can't believe I thought he still wanted me. I can't believe I showed up at his house, and made a complete fool of myself. I can't believe he moved on so quickly... I shake My head a My eyes fill. No. I've cried enough over him. He will not get any more of my tears. Sophie isn't home when I get back, so I turn on my iPod and create a New playlist. "I don't need a man" by the pussy cat dolls is the first song. The song plays throughout the room thanks to my docking system. I pull out a stack of magazines and cut Louis' face out of every single picture. "Before he cheats" is song two. And I'm seriously considering keying Louis' Aston Martin, when my phone rings. Louis. Ignore. I ignore seven more calls from the very same number. I fall asleep somewhere between "Bye Bye" and "Best days".

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° Casey's P.O.V°

I sleep straight through to the next day.When I get up around eleven, I explain to Sophie all that happened yesterday.

"That bastard!" She yells, and I giggle. I spend the next week or so insulting Louis with Sophie, cutting his face out of magazines and listening to breakup songs, while continuously dodging his constant phone calls.

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°Casey's P.O.V.°

Aproximently nine days after I walked in on Louis' and Eleanor's make out session, the door bell rings. Sophie gets to it before I do, and I can hear the hatred dripping from every word.

"What the hell do you want." She demands. Louis shrinks a little and hefts his guitar a bit higher on his chest.

"I need to talk to Casey. Actually... I need to sing to her." He replies sheepishly. I stand in the background watching this unfold. Sophie turns to me, for an answer. I lift a shoulder. Trying to mask my growing curiosity. Louis is obviously nervous, an I can't blame him. Any boy in their right mind would be scared when you are standing in front of you pissed off ex-girlfriend and her overprotective best friend. I am really gonna miss her when I'm alone in Seattle.