Same Mistakes

Chapter 2

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I'm so fucked!

'Erm ye? What is it?' I say trying not to sound as nervous as I am in reality.
'Come here!' She says, in a much calmer and soothing tone.

I take the present inside the house and kick the door closed behind me.
I leave it leaning upright on the wall in the hall-way and make my way towards my room in which Stacey is in.

'Here I am' I say, my voice coming out funny and making it clear I'm nervous.
I shifted around, trying to avoid her gaze as I felt her eyes staring towards me.
'What is that' she raised an eyebrow, pointing to a spot in my room.

Her facial expressions told nothing, I couldn't tell if she was happy, sad, mad, confused, or excited.

I nervously shift my head to face wherever her finger was pointed.
Which happened to be nothing....

Thank fuck she's gone! I swear, I would've ran away if stace ever found out I was getting drunk and had one night stand last night.

'What's what' i say, confused.
'Exactly! There's nothing there' she says, putting a large smile on her face.

I'm confused as fuck right now.

'Ermm.. Okay...?' I say, in a strange way.

Why was she getting excited over nothing... Literally nothing.

Ok, I am Beyond confused...
I guess you could say that confused was an understatement at this point in time.

'Louis! You're room is clean! Since when do you ever clean your room!' She says HAPPILY.

Oh ye, so it is... I didn't even notice... I didn't even clean my room... Which means that... Some robber came in and couldn't find what he was looking for and therefor had to clean it up... Kidding... It means She did it.

'Oh ye, I did it last night' I say, itching my head.
'Im proud of you' she says, pulling me into a hug.
'All I did was clean my room, I didn't win an Olympic medal' I snigger, copying her actions and sliding my hands around her small waist.

I missed this.

'Shut up' she laughs, loosening the grip BETWEEN US and stepping back creating space.
'Tea or coffee?' She asks, slowly stepping out my room and turning her head every second waiting for my reply.
'Red bull' I shrug... 'It's in the fridge. I'll be there in a moment' I shout through the almost empty house, loud enough for her to understand and hear what I said.

Why did she clean my room? I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm happy she did because you couldn't even see the goddamn floor because everything was scattered all over the place. But she never had to, didn't ask her to.

'Louis!' She shouts.
I turn around swiftly and head out of my bedroom into the small hall until I reached the kitchen.

'Here you go' she smiles. Handing over my red bull energy can which was cold from being in the fridge.
'Whats that over there?' She asked, pointing over to a piece of paper lying on the small, brown coffee table which sat a couple of centimetres away from the large L shaped couch.
It was the same post it note I used to write the note except placed in a different place.
I noticed the pen I used was at the edge of the table so I walked over to take the note away.
'Erm nothing' I shrug and fold it up to fit into my pockets before excusing myself to get changed.
'I'm going to get changed real quick, I'll be back in 2 minutes' I say, already on my way towards my bedroom.
Truth be told, I'm just leaving to read to note, stace is very nosey and likes to butt into other people business when it has nothing to do with her.

She gave me a quick nod and took her phone out, probably to text someone.
I quickly took the note from my tight pockets and closed my bedroom door shut then walked over to my bed and slowly sat down with my eyes fixed onto the note in which my hand had a tight grip upon, reading it carefully.

'I'm sorry about last night, that was totally unexpected, I always thought I could be more responsible when drunk...but then again it's not the first time... Anyway, Thanks for the tablets and not interrupting my sleep. :p I cleaned your room for you, I don't really know why but when I woke up I had this urge to clean ... Weird. Anyway if you ever need a cleaner, come find me ;) joking! I hope you don't mind, I had eggs this morning. Thanks again and sorry. ~ T xx'

I finished the letter and a smile grew onto my lips.
Sure I don't know her but something about her makes me feel different, a good different.
I don't know her name, or anything about her, I've seen her, but looks aren't everything right?
She's pretty so that's a bonus if she has a nice personality. Ok I don't know why I'm acting so strange all I know is that I want to see her again and not for sex.

That sounded even weirder.

'Louis!'
I said 2 minutes not 20 seconds.

I let out a soft sigh.
'Yes?' I ask.
'I'm just about to leave.' She says, her voice getting louder as she approached my door at a normal speed.
'Come in.' I say, before she has the chance to knock.
I was currently in my boxers but it was nothing she hadn't seen before.
I quickly slipped on a black top and some joggies.
'Bye babe.' I say pecking her lips and giving her a hug.

No we're not dating, we had dated once, she hasn't changed, part of my feelings for her haven't changed. But we can't be together. The only reason I kissed her on the lips is because she's like a sister to me except not like a sister to me because.... Forget it! It's complicated. Our friendship is complicated. I love her as a sister but treat her as a friend. Or maybe just a bit more...

Told you it was complicated.
'Bye tommo'