Chapter 7

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*ALI'S POV*

I can't sleep. But I am so tired. The thought of all the boys hating me right now is tearing my mind apart. At dinner tonight, no one would talk to me, or look at me. And I was the one that made the meal. I asked everyone if the food tasted alright and Zayn rolled his eyes. I know they are upset because I told Louis I cheated but I still don't think they need to treat me like this. Louis doesn't seem as mad as the others anyways. I mean, he talked to me earlier before dinner but then at the table, nothing. But I did catch him glance at me two or three times.

It's obvious I'm not sleeping tonight considering its 3am and I'm wide awake.

Would it be wrong is I went downstairs and ate cereal? It is technically morning... I'm doing it. I walked as quietly as possible downstairs. I almost dropped the box of cereal when I got it down because of high upon the shelf it was. (Liam's fault) Alright now the milk. I'm gonna be hella pissed if there isn't any milk... okay we're good. Sweat, yummy cereal time.

Oh shit what was the noise?

Oh my god it was the back door opening. Oh my god someone is breaking into the house. Oh my-

"Louis?" I whispered when he appeared in the kitchen doorway. "Why are awake? And outside?"

"You don't have to whisper love. And you can turn on the lights." he laughed and switched the light on. "They are all heavy sleepers, they aren't going to wake up. Do we have anymore or those?" he pointed down to my bowl of Coco Pops.

"Uhh...yeah." I pointed to the cabinet that they were in. "So, you're talking to me again?"

"I told you earlier today that I was." he got a bowl out and placed next to mine.

"Well yeah, but you ignored me a dinner tonight. Along with all the other boys."

"I was just upset about something, but I'm over it now. Hand me a spoon?" he asked since I was standing right in front of the drawer where they were.

"Why are you awake?"

"I could ask you the same thing." he seems so perky and happy. He must have been talking to Carla.

"I can't sleep, too much on my mind, I guess." I told him. It's weird how we can have a normal conversation now.

"Same here." he took a bite of his cereal.

"Louis, do you smell like-" I leaned closer to sniff. "Smoke?" thats why he was outisde. "Are you smoking again?"

"No. I mean, yeah I did just have a smoke,that's why I was outside, but it was my first one in over a year."

"I'm confused? You don't but you just did?"

"Yeah. I found a pack in Zayn's room. I mean, he stopped too but only about a month ago so he still carries them around."

"If you stopped than why did you do it tonight?" am I asking too many questions?

"I did it cause I thought it would help me relax and get some stuff off my mind. But in all honesty it made things worse."

"Oh." I slowed down eating so I had an excuse to talk to him longer. "You okay?"

"Yeah. Just a lot of things to think about." he shrugged.

"You know, you can always talk to me if you want. Unless that's weird to you cause of... well you know."

"Because we used to date?" he chuckled a little. "No not at all. And yeah, I know. And you know I can always do the same, right?"

"Yeah, I know."

We stayed silent for awhile.

"How's Carla? I never got to ask you earlier today. Is she doing okay?" I tried to bring the conversation back.

"She's good. But I don't think we'll ever get back together like I thought."

"Oh. I'm sorry." think I just made things awkward...

"No, it's cool. I should have learned from before."

"Hey, you never told me why you two broke up?" am I making this more awkward.

"She told me something before the wedding and it freaked me out."

"You already told me that."

"Oh yeah, I guess I did."

"Well I told you why I broke up with you but you never told me why you and Carla broke up. That was the deal."
"I know." he dropped his shoulders.

"Oh.. Am I being too pushy? Sorry. You know, what forget it. Sorry."

"You said sorry twice." he pointed out. I took the last few bites of cereal then rinsed the bowl in the sink. I'll wash it in the morning. (which is technically now but whatever)

"Night. I hope you can sleep some." I told him before I left the kitchen.

"She wanted kids." he said. It took me a second to realize why he said it.

"Oh."

When Louis and I dated the subject came up once or twice. He said he never wanted kids. Which was fine because I agreed with him. We said we would be the fun aunt and uncle who would watch our nieces and nephews for the weekend then send them back home and sugared up. And always get them the best of Christmas gifts. And throw the greatest of birthday parties for them. But neither of us wanted kids of our own.

"I'm sorry." Was all I could really say.

"I'm just glad I found out before we got married, you know? So neither her or I would of have live a life we didn't want. I look at it for the better."

"That's good." I gave him a smile. "Night."

"Thought you couldn't sleep?"

"I can't but I have nothing better to do than lay in bed."

"Well, lets find something do then. Cause I can't sleep either." he suggested.

"I...I don't think we should."

"Ali, I don't want things to be weird and awkward anymore." his shoulders dropped with a huff. "Why can't we do something together? What we had is the past and we both know that, so why can't we be friends?"

"We can Louis, its just...things are different now."

"I miss my best friend, Ali."

I left him standing alone in the kitchen.

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