Double Act (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty Seven: Just A Dream

Double Act - Chapter 27

~~ Lara's P.O.V ~~

"I can't believe we didn't get through," Liv shook her head sadly, wiping a tear from her cheek. I sighed, and nodded in agreement. I knew that we wouldn't win the X Factor, but I didn't think we would go out in the first week. I mean, I suppose I was to expect it. What audience would we be aimed at? No one would like us.

I turned away from packing my suitcase to find Liv on her knees on the floor, holding her head in her hands. I groaned. "Liv, stop crying!" I pleaded."Comforting you is getting old now!"

She brushed her hair back behind her shoulders as she got to her feet. "Right, sorry. I just really thought we could do this," she sniffled. "And James will be crushed..."

I nodded. "I know what you mean," And I really did. For a moment, I really thought we would win. But maybe it was just an 'in-the-moment' thought. Yeah. That must have been it.

There was a knock at the door, and Liv's footsteps quietened as she left the room. I continued stuffing clothing in to my suitcase, wondering why on earth I let Liv talk me in to packing so much. I heard the door open, and then Liv gasping.

"Oh, it's you!" she said, obviously taken aback.

I frowned, but assumed it might be Dylan or something. She talked to the person for a minute, without me hearing their voice once. She poked her head round the door and smiled nervously at me.

"Erm, hi," she greeted awkwardly. "There's someone to see you,"

I shrugged, and automatically assumed it must have been Dylan at the door. "I'm going to give you some privacy," she added.

I frowned, and turned to put one last thing in my bag. When I turned back, there was someone I really didn't expect to see standing in the doorway. I scowled.

"What are you doing here?" I snapped, putting my hands on my hips and glaring at the floppy-haired boy standing there.

"I had to see you," Louis shrugged. "We might not ever see eachother again, so I need to tell you something," he said, shifting on his feet restessly.

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever. Okay, so tell me,"

"I love you,"

"That's stu-" I froze. "Wait, what?"

He fell to his knees in front of me, and I gasped. "L-louis, wha-what are you..."

"Will you marry me?"

Holy crap! Louis Tomlinson is down on his knees, asking me to....

Wait just one minute. What?!

My eyes snapped open, and I sat up like a shot. Of course! It was a dream! That would have never happened. I mean, could you imagine that?

Liv would never give me and Louis privacy, let alone remain conscious with him in the room.

But I couldn't ignore the feeling of disapointment in my gut. I mean sure, I would have thought Louis was crazy for asking me to marry him, but I wouldn't mind if he told me that he loved me...

No. I hate him. He used me, used us, and I wasn't about to forgive him based on a silly dream.

"Lara, come on! We need to go!" Liv called, waving her hand infront of my face. "You've had your nap, now let's go!"

I blinked. "Wha- huh?"

She rolled her eyes and sighed, grabbing my arm and beginning to drag me out of the apartment. I stumbled after her. "But where are we going?"