Chapter 8

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Louis' POV:
About 10 hours later I arrive in Connecticut . As the plane is landing in the airport I take in the sight In front of me. But then it was time to get off the plane. I was both excited and nervous to see Stephanie, I really don't know why I was so nervous she seemed like a nice and fragile person. And I'm afraid of hurting her. Maybe that's why I'm nervous..

When I get to my car I pull up my hood and sunglasses so that way I wouldn't be recognized by any of the fans. Otherwise they will tweet about it and then the paparazzi will get involved.. After I put on my "disguise" I drive to the address I wrote down, Stephanie here I come, I think to myself and laugh.

It didn't take long to get to the address so when I get to the door I knock. I kind of had an idea of what Stephanie looked like from her profile picture so that was a good thing. When the person opens the door I was shocked to see that it wasn't Stephanie at least not my Stephanie. I knew I should have just used a phone book, you can't trust the internet but of course I'll still use it. I mean who wouldn't?

I ask this girl if her name is Stephanie Grayson. She responds by saying her name is pronounced Stephania but spelled Stephanie. I watch her walk into her house and that's when I start to think I'm done for and I won't find Stephanie. That is until she comes back with a phone book. I take the phone book from her and say thank you, then I start looking in the phone book.

It took me about a half hour to find all of the Stephanie's . I've now been through 9/10 Stephanie's on this list and not one of them has been my Stephanie. All I want is to see her, so I take a deep breath before I walk up to this door and knock. This is the last place, it has to be her, it just has to be.

When I knock it takes a few minute for somebody to come to the door. The person slowly opens the door unsure of who is knocking. But when she opens the door fully I'm shocked to see that it's her, it's Stephanie. Her reaction wasn't what I hoped, she looked at me scared and started to scream. I was hurt by her actions until I remembered I had my hood and glasses on, I would be scared too.

Without thinking I walk into her house and quickly pull of the hood and glasses. "Stephanie it's me, Louis!" I say in a whisper yell.

Stephanie's POV:
It was Friday today and I still wasn't feeling that well. Even though I was a lot better than yesterday, I decided to stay home again. The extra resting will be good for me anyway.

I've been watching Netflix all day like usual. I still haven't gotten up to use the bathroom and it's 3 in the afternoon. So I get up and use the bathroom. Just as I approach my bathroom I hear a knock on the door. It was weird because nobody ever comes to see me, But it could be important , I think to myself. So I decide to answer the door.

You can never be too safe with these things, so I slowly open my door terrified that it was a burglar or worse. When I open it I see a tall man in black skinny jeans, black hoodie with the hood up, and sunglasses. I start to freak out, as in freak out I mean scream at the top of my lungs. And why you ask? Well um... A POSSIBLE BURGLAR WAS AT MY DOOR.

The person looked shocked by my actions, but pushes right past me. I was about to grab for the nearest object to hit him over the head with until he pulls off the hood and glasses and says "Stephanie it's me Louis!" In a whisper yell. Waitttttt a second. Did I just freak like a mental case in front of Louis? I'm so embarrassed. My face turns red and I keep apologizing. I can't believe I just did that.

Louis just smiles " don't be embarrassed love I would be scared if someone looked like I did showing up at my door haha. But I swear I'm not here to hurt you." He puts his arms up in surrender. Which makes me laugh.

"It was kind of scary but I probably should have waited until you at least explained." "I guess, but just make sure if anyone else shows up to your door like that you don't give them time to explain." With that we both start laughing. He was right if it wasn't him and I just stopped to have them explain I would most likely be killed.

I also noticed that we were still standing right near the door with the door wide open. So I snap out of whatever trance I was in to close the door.  I wonder why he was here, whatever reason it was it made me really happy because now I could talk to him in person and not just over Twitter and sound like an idiot.

It must be awkward for him to just stand here I would offer him to sit on my couch. But it wasn't the nicest thing. Sorry I guess?  "Sorry I don't have a great couch I would offer you to sit on it. But you might get poked by one of the couch springs. I guess you could come sit in my room if you want." He looks at me and starts wiggling his eyebrows "taking a step ahead eh? Okay let's go." When he said that I blushed and started laughing "not like that Louis, there's just nowhere else to sit." He just nods his head and we head for our room. I laughed more in the past 3 minutes than I have my entire life.

I'm definitely going to ask Louis about why he came here but it wasn't that important because as long as he was here right now I didn't feel lonely. It felt good to finally have somebody here and not be alone. There was a silence in my room until he says "you're watching the walking dead? I love that show!" I smile and say " yea you want to watch it?" He nods his head like an excited kid in a candy store " so I take that as a yes" I say giggling then start up the show from season 1 again so that way we could just watch it from the beginning together. I only put this show on because there really wasn't anything that I wanted to watch on Netflix today.

Thank you for reading I'll update soon. Hope you liked this chapter :)
-Hannah

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