Lou & Liv Trilogy (One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter Forty-Nine

*****Two Weeks Later*****

Olivia's P.O.V.

"I don't know...I should have done something, but I just froze." I told Avery. Her sympathetic eyes fell from mine.

"I guess that's just what happens, right?" She said, fiddling with my bedspread. Thank God my roommate for this semester, Natalia, was out. I wiped my eyes again.

"I've got to see him again. I've got to." I told her. She nodded.

"You should. You have to gain confidence and actually speak to him. That's the only way things will get solved." She told me.

"I just don't want him to hate me." I whispered.

"Why would he hate you?" Avery asked, starting to get mad at me. She usually did whenever I would use that excuse. "He doesn't hate you, and never will. You don't hate someone like you. And for all we know he could be dying to see you. He could have wished he had seen you right then. I can promise Louis Tomlinson wouldn't have frozen up right there." I sighed.

"But I did."

"Yes, and that's in the past. That was a mistake, now move on. So let's get up, drive over to his house and talk." Avery demanded. She tried to push me off my bed. I didn't budge.

"No! I can't just barge in there and be like 'Yo, Lou, we need to talk'." I refused. "I just can't do that!"

"Why in the hell not?" Avery countered. "Olivia Marie, you need to grow a pair of balls, slip on some shoes, and go over there and talk. Right now." She snarled. I just shook my head.

"I can't." I denied. Avery sighed and rolled her eyes. 

“If you don't go see him you will regret it for the rest of your life. You will never know until you try. So you must go there and fucking talk to him!” She was near shouting now. Avery stared at me and then calmed down a bit. “You can't just sit here. If it doesn't work out then you can get closure and you can move on. If it does then perfect! The love of your life is back and you guys can live happily ever after. But the key to that is getting up and talking to him.”

“I have until December.” I quietly reminded her. Avery was furious with me.

“I REVOKE THAT PRIVILEGE.” She yelled. “I move it up to tomorrow. Tomorrow is your deadline. Not December anymore, but October. The end of October, is your deadline. Fucking Halloween is your deadline, okay? You have until this Saturday to talk to him. Dress up in a sexy nurse costume, or a police officer, or a fucking bunny. I don't care. Just dress up in something strappy and sexy and go to his door. Slam the door down and have sex with him. That's your plan, okay?” Avery said. I couldn't help but laugh.

“As if I'd actually do that!” I began laughing hysterically, picturing me, Olivia Marie Hartman, dressing up in a sexy costume and going to my ex-boyfriend's house like that.

“You will do that. Because I'm forcing you.” Avery said. I rolled my eyes.

“Not going to happen, Ave.” I told her. I sat up from my bed and walked over to my teeny tiny closet. Back when I was my own roommate last semester, I used both closets. Now that I wasn't alone, I had to leave behind a lot of my favorite clothes for room in my closet. I found a sweatshirt and put it on. “I'm running to the gas station across the street for candy. You want anything?” I asked. Avery shook her head and looked through my movie bag.

“Let's just get this dumb Harry Potter marathon over with.” She grumbled. I laughed and slipped on my shoes. I was determined to make Avery watched all the movies and turn her into a Potter-head like me. She claims the movies were the stupidest things ever, but I planned on changing her mind.