Say you still love me.

Chapter 13

Louis P.O.V

"Hi." I said.

What is she going to do?

She wrapped her arms around my waist and tightened her grip.

Is this real?

"I'm missed you Lou."

It's real.

Defiantly real.

I wrapped my arms around her and held on to her tight.

I'm so scared she's going to disappear.

"I missed you too." I felt a tear roll down my cheek.

This felt right.

Like I felt sort of.... whole

Kelly's P.O.V

What do I say? I have no clue! I haven't have to talk to him in well... three years!

Well it doesn't matter.  I don't know how long we've been hugging. but I don't care I finally have him back.

The puke feeling came back. I pushed him away and jumped towards the toilet.  I should be used to the feeling by now... But I'm not. It's gross and it burns.

I heard him laugh and pull my hair back once again.

"Just like old times huh?"

I looked at that him after I was sure i was Finished.

"Yeah... Just like old times."

Not really.

*flashback*

"Hey fatty... What did you bring for lunch today?" He grabbed my bag. "Nothing? Well that's good." He laughed.

I wiped the tear from my eye and ran home... Or well to Louis's house

.

I Dropped my bag and ran to the bathroom. Once again I stuck my fingers in my mouth and well... You know what happens next.

Finally It stopped.

"Kelly?" I looked up to see Louis.

"Hey." I tried to smile but i turned to throw up instead.

"Hey are you okay?" He's so stupid!

"Of course your not okay. Your sick for heavens sake." He pulled back my hair and with the free hand rubbed circles into my back.

30 minutes later I'm finally done throwing up.

I looked up at him. he looked very concerned. he pulled me into a hug, "I'm okay Lou I promise." He sighed i pulled back, grabbed his hands and looked at him.

"don't worry about me Lou I can handle myself just fine."

He looked at me completely serious. NOT GOOD! ABORT MISSION! ABORT! ABORT!

"Yeah I have never heard of 14-year-old say that before." Well I just got slapped with sarcasm.

*end of flashback*

Yeah well I wasn't okay. I'm still not! But he doesn't have to know that.

:~:~:~:~:~: 6 hours later:~:~:~:~:~:~:

We were sprawled out on the couch, and I had my head in his lap as he played with my hair.

"So who's this on your phone case?" He raised his eyebrows creepily at me.

I laughed. "That my friend is the beautiful Supernatural boys." He continued to look at it. I took it and Pointed to the one one the right side with fabulous hair. "That's Sam. Or well Jared Padaleki." I pointed to the one with black hair an a trench coat. "That's CAS also Misha Collins. Who I am utterly in love with!" I pointed to the last one with short light brownish hair and green eyes. "This is dean Or-" Bloody hell. "Jensen Ackles." I finished my sentence before jumping up.

"What's wrong?" Lou looked worried.

"Dean!"

"Yeah?"

"That cheeky little bastard!" I laughed.

"Wha-" I cut him off.

I searched through my contacts and found it...

'Dean;)'

Winkey face! He knew I would freak... O course he did! Look at your phone case!

I hit call.

*Riiiinnng! Riiiinnnnng! Riinnnngg!*

"Hello?" A groggy and may I add VERYSEXY voice said.

"You bastard." I laughed so did he.

"So it took you almost 9 hours. Good job." I could practically see the smirk on his face.

"Wipe that grin off your face."

He laughed again.

"Anyway. Thanks for everything." I smiled.

"No problem kelly."

I laughed.

"Hey you'll have to come visit us at the set. The guys would love you!"

My heart raced.. As in MISHA FREAKING COLLINS!!! Okay I'll admit it I'm obsessed.

"I'll think about it..."

He laughed. "Feel free to bring your boyfriend as well!"

"Not my boyfriend!"

"Bye." He laughed.

"Bye."

I just talked to JENSEN ACKLES!!!

Fangirl mode activated.

I screamed causing Louis to jump.

"I JUST TALKED TO JENSEN ACKLES AND I MET HIM AND HAVE HIS NUMBER!!! HE WANTS US TO COME MEET THE OTERS WHICH INCLUDE MISHA!!! I can't breathe I can't breathe!" He rushed over to me and finally I calmed the fuck down. "Thanks Lou." I smiled at him.

After having a very serious argument about sporks. Yes the weird spoon/fork thing. They creep the hell out of me. We eventually decided to pull Louis mattress down the stairs  the kitchen table chairs, and almost every blanket in the house. Yes we did what any normal person would do we made a fort (Which was very amusing by the way).

"Movie time!" He shouted.

"How's about LOVE ACTUALLY!!!" I shouted in the same tone he used.

"Your in luck... Harry loves that movie. Which means we have it!"

"Yay!" He popped the DVD in and came back to our little fort on top of a mattress thingy.

Honestly halfway through the movie I could hardly keep my eyes open.

I gave up and let myself go.

I felt my arm that was holding me up get weaker and weaker until I fell on something hard.

I heard a low chuckle.

Louis?

'Get up!'

No.

'Now!'

But I'm so warm.

And comfy!

'How can you forgive him!?!? He's just going to leave you!!!!'

Oh shut the fuck up and let me be happy once!

'You know it's true!'

As much as I don't want to believe it... It's true.

He has his life and I have mine. He's going to be touring the world soon. I'll be stuck here in this fucking city!

Why can't everything just stay like it is right now.

Because nothing stays good.

Well not for long at least.