Change My Mind

6

   

  I slammed the front door shut behind me and stopped up the stairs,

        "Katie? Is that you?" I hear my mother shout from downstairs. I slam my bedroom door in response and flop on my bed. My phone instantly rings,

        ~What happened? Where'd you go? -Louis xx~  I roll my eyes and reply,

        ~talk to your girlfriend.~

        I turn my phone off and kick off  my shoes before stripping off my clothes and pulling on a large t-shirt over my head. The t-shirt just covered my bum, so I wiped away the idea of putting pants on. I immediately throw myself under the covers of my bed and shut my eyes tightly. My anger always seemed to get the best of me during moments like this. Though I had a right to be angry, after all I was called a home-wrecker and slut by my best friend's girlfriend; if that's not something to be mad at then I don't know what is. Even after being nice and feeling sorry for her, she out of nowhere treats me like a piece of trash trying to "steel" her boyfriend. 

        I toss and turn for what seems like forever when my mother calls from downstairs again,

        "Katie! You have a visitor!" I open my eyes and yell back,

        "Tell him to leave me alone!" After that I hear muffled whispering and soft footsteps coming up the stairs. There's a knock at the door,

        "Katie bear? Can I come in?" His voice is small, soothing. I fling out of bed and rip open the door,

        "What do you want Louis!?" I ask loudly. He comes in and shuts the door. I continue talking, "Why are you here? Why don't you go back to your 'perfect' girlfriend, with the prettiest smile and most amazing hair, and just leave me alone!" I yell. He leans against the door,

        "What happened?" He asks. I pull my hair into a ponytail and answer with frustration,

        "You're girlfriend is a bitch. That's what happened." I state. His eyes widened,

        "Well, strong use of words there." I roll my eyes and place my hands on my hips,

        "It also was when she called me a home-wrecker and a slut!" He furrows his eye brows together as I go on, "I mean me? A home-wrecker? I didn't know having a guy as a bestfriend meant ruining every relationship he has!" I ramble on and on about how I was nice to her, as Louis just stands there and listens. Finally I plop on my bed and rub my eyes with my hands, "What am I talking about?" I pause,  " Maybe we probably shouldn't hang out anymore. I really don't want to ruin your relationship" I whisper, the anger inside me coming to a halt  He sits next to me and hugs me tightly, slightly stroking my hair. 

       "You're not ruining my relationship." He states before continuing, "She'll get over it, she has just had a bad day," He says softly.  I snuggle my head into the crook of his neck,

        "I didn't mean to call her a... you-know-what. I was just mad and over reacting." I confess. 

        "I know." He says simply. 

        "Why did you come to me?" I ask, there was a small silence before I went on, "Why didn't you just ask Eleanor what happened, and defend her while telling me she was right?" 

        "I don't really know... I guess I was just worried about you. You just stormed off without saying good-bye." He put on a small smile, "For some reason I didn't really care what El was doing, I just hopped in my car and left." I smiled widely before reaching up and giving Louis a kiss on the cheek,

        "You're really the best friend anyone could ask for!" I said before getting out of Louis's embrace and climbing under the covers of the bed. Louis stood up and turned off the light. He headed for the door,

        "Wait!" I shouted, before he could even turn the knob. "Can you lay by me?" I ask, patting to the spot next to me,"Just until I fall asleep." I state. Louis hesitantly walks over and lie's next to me on the bed; though he lays on top of the covers. I snuggle up to him and lay my head on his chest,

        "You're such a little kid Katie Bear," Louis laughs.

        "Says the guy who still calls me Katie Bear." I state, before drifting off into a much needed sleep.

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        I awake the next morning to feel an empty spot beside me. For some reason I feel sad, disappointed almost. I lay in my bed for a while, staring at the ceiling above, the guilt and regret of lasts night slowly sinking in. I probably shouldn't have called Eleanor nasty names right in front of Lou; how dumb was I? I also knew if Louis and I were always going to keep in touch for now on, which I was certain we would, then I needed to somehow make it up to Eleanor. I want to at least try to be friends with her; it would make things a lot less awkward in the future. 

        My thoughts roamed randomly around my brain when my phone started ringing, I answered it immediately. 

        "Hey" I say blandly, holding in a yawn.

        "Hey, did you just wake up?" Lou says over the phone. I nod my head before realizing he can't see me,

        "Yeah. What time did you leave last night?" I ask. He thinks for a second before replying,

        "Well I got there at around 11, you fell asleep around 12.. so maybe, 12:30." He paused for a second, "Yeah, because Eleanor texted me around 12:30." He stated. I laughed before mumbling "whipped" 

        "What was that?" Lou asked. I giggled,

        "Nothing." I muttered, shaking my head. "Hey Lou," I started.

        "Yeah?" 

        "I'm really sorry about the way I acted last night, I don't know what was with me." I confessed. 

        "It's okay." He says, "Just don't do it again though, because Eleanor was really hurt." Louis said, half joking, mostly serious. I was a little taken back by this,

        "Well... if anything I should be the one who was hurt." I said truthfully. 

        "Katie, It's not all about you; Eleanor was still hurt." He sassed. I rolled my eyes,

        "I can not believe you. I was the one trying to be nice and trying to ignore her rude remarks; I was the victim here." I stated. "She has nothing to be 'hurt' about! After taking all her trash last night, I finally had enough of it and just left."

        "Yeah that's common of Katie." He interjects. 

        "Excuse me?" 

        "Same ol' Katie, always running away from her problems, instead of trying to fix them." He replies before he hangs up. I scoff and throw my phone against the wall, it slamming on the ground. Louis had no idea what he was talking about. Eleanor was the one calling me names, and treating me badly, I didn't have to apologize to her, she should be the one coming to my house, and telling me sorry, begging for my forgiveness. Though she has Louis wrapped right around that perfect, polished, finger of hers. He'd do anything for her; even if that means letting go of me. 

Hey guys! sorry again for such the short update! Atleast there's starting to get some drama! Thanks for reading! :D