The Accidental Text (Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter Seven

     Tiffany's P.O.V

     "So... That's Sarah as you may have just found out..." Louis chuckles at me.

     "Yeah... She seems... Cool." Louis says, trying to find the right word to describe Sarah.

     "Well, let's go to the dining room. Would you like some water, lemonade, or tea?" I ask while walking away.

     "Lemonade would be nice."

     As I reach to get two glasses from to cabinet, I hit my head on the cabinet doors- hard. "Fuck!" I shout, and then I start to feel dizzy. My eyes get heavy, and before I know it, I'm out.

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Louis' P.O.V

     "Tiffany? You okay in there?" I shout, as glass shatters.  I'm scrolling through an article about poverty in Africa. (A.N- sorry, couldn't think of anything else lol) Jesus, some parts of this world are so depressing. Before I know it, I hear a hard smack on the ground. What the fuck?  I get up and lightly jog to the kitchen. Tiffany is passed out with a bloddy hand and a tiny bump on her forehead. I pick Tiffany up and walk into her room. Setting Tiffany on the bed, I run into the bathroom to get a damp cloth.

     "Damn it Tiffany, wake up."

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Tiffany's P.O.V

     I'm at a party, with blaring music and screams. There are lights flashing everywhere, turning a dark frat house glimmer. My friend, Rebecca, was almost positive that I would have fun. Of course, she was wrong.

     As I start to get a drink, a tall, unidentified man walks up to me. "Hey there" he says in a hushed voice. What the fuck? When will guys stop being obnoxious pigs? It makes me sick.

     "Leave me alone," I say stubbornly, for all I really wanted to do was get out of the I house. Before I know it, the man kisses my shoulder hardly, and starts to drag upstairs.

     "Get away from me!" I scream. "Help! Somebody!"

     "Forget it. It's useless babe. Ssshh, now go to sleep."

*****

     "Help! Please!!!"

     "Tiffany! Tiffany, wake up! It was just a dream! It's me, Louis!" I shoot up, with wide eyes and a sore throat.

     I groan, sitting up. "Ugghh, what happened?" I groan, rubbing my temple." I already have a feeling that I blacked out, like duh, but how?"

     "I'm not positive, but I think a plate or something hit you on the head. I was in the other room, so I'm not sure." Okay then.

     When I walk into the living room, Louis already has a glass of water in his hand.

     "You want some tea?" He asks politely.

     "Yes please. Ummm, lemon-flavored green." Louis nods and walks back into the kitchen.

     "Here you are," Louis says smiling.

     "Thank you." Just before I know it, there's a knock at the door.

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