Wrong Number l.t

A.F

"W-what?" He asked as his lower lip slightly trembled.

I bit my lower lip and rubbed my arm. "I mean, I really, really like you. But, I don't love you, yet." I explained slowly.

It was very quiet as Louis thought over what I had just said. I didn't want to hurt him, and I hope he can accept it, but I'm sure I don't love him yet.

"Can you please drive me to Harry's?"

I looked over at him to see him staring at me with a blank expression. He didn't look mad, or sad, or happy, just blank.

I furrowed my eyebrows and looked down, slightly hurt at the thought that, maybe he doesn't want to be with me anymore. "Um, yea."

***

Louis stared straight foreword, not saying a word, or moving.

God, I hope he's breathing.

"You know, I'll love you in time." I said looking over at him. "I may not love you right now but-"

"Noelle, please just, stop talking." He said slowly.

I bit my lip and gripped tighter on the steering wheel. "I mean, maybe I'm super close to loving you. You can't predict the future. Maybe I'm falling in love with you right now-"

"Noelle-"

"And then we'll have those awesome three kids Darcy, Louis Jr, and Little Noelle on that farm-"

"I'm going to just open this car door and throw myself out if you don't-"

"I was thinking about that carrot farm and decided that it's actually not a bad idea as long as I get to grow a banana tree-"

"Jesus Christ." He said rolling his eyes as he opened the door-

And rolled out of the car.

I slammed on the breaks which made my body jerk foreword. I threw open the door and ran out to where Louis was laying, staring up at the sky.

***

Again, it was silent after Louis's stunt. He was okay and just got up and got into the car while I stood there unsure of what exactly I should do.

But I got in the car anyways and began driving again to Harry's.

"I didn't know you would actually jump out of my car." I mumbled.

Silence.

"I would've stopped talking if I knew you would actually do it if it makes you feel better." I said smiling at him. At least this time he was looking at me. He had his back pressed against the door and his hands were at his sides as he stared at me with a angry expression.

"You've past Harry's house seven times now." He stated. "I should've walked he only lives down the street."

Damnit. I was hoping he wouldn't notice.

I mumbled a, "Sorry." and turned around the car to get to Harry's place.

Fuck you, Harry.

***

Okay, things are bad now, but they'll get better.

What are you guys being for Halloween?

-He