𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 (OC x OC)

[004] Chapter 18 - all i want for christmas is you

"i just want you for my own, more than you could ever know."

Louis

I'm carrying a bouquet of flowers—baby's breaths and lillies to be specific. They're Makayla's favorite. I'm planning on asking her to the ball. Hopefully she'll say yes. I don't expect her to, but we've almost kissed twice this year. There's no holding back now.

I hear talking as I walk to the library, recognizing Grayson's voice immediately. No...

"What are you reading?" he asks.

I pick up the pace as I reach the doorway. My heart is racing. I can't let him take her away from me. He doesn't even know her. He doesn't know that she wears green in every outfit, but her favorite color is actually pink. He doesn't know that Makayla gets excited over the smallest things because she enjoys the idea of everything being good to an extent. He doesn't know that Makayla's only mean to people because she wants to fit in. he doesn't know what it's like to be in love with the one girl who doesn't want anything to do with you, but the moment she shows any sign of liking you back, your best friend suddenly likes her. He doesn't know—"

My thoughts are cut off by Grayson asking, "So, I was wondering—with much respect—would you like to come to the Yule Ball with me? You're like—very beautiful, and uh..."

He trails off while the tears in my eyes want to trail down my cheeks. I refuse their requests as I just watch my entire world tear down before me. Grayson is taking it for himself. I want to rip him apart.

Makayla smiles softly and I feel as though I've been stabbed in the gut. I anticipate what she's going to say, but it still feels like a thousand needles stuck in my brain. "Sure, why not?" she asks.

"Wait—really?" Grayson feigns a surprised expression as he glances at me, a smirk on his face.

"Yeah," Makayla shrugs, smiling. "I'm going to go back to the common room now, though. See you later?"

She wants to see him. I might die.

Grayson says bye to her and she gets up, walking in my direction. I throw the flowers into an overflowing trash can and am about to walk away before she sees me.

"Oh, hey, Louis," she smiles her stupid smile. I want to cry just from looking at it.

I stay silent, ignoring her entirely as I walk back down the hall. She murmurs something I can't make out.

My life might as well be over.

All I wanted was for Makayla to like me again, but I never get what I want.

I shouldn't have been so naive.