**This chapter is skips a few days/weeks and it's a little confusing. if you have any questions, just message me!. Sorry! :). Thanks for reading!**
It only took two days of Louis's non-stop calling and texting, leaving messages of him apologizing, for me to miss him and finally call him back. He told me he was sorry, and that he should've cared more about my feelings, I told him it was fine and that we both overreacted. He also said that Eleanor was willing to meet up with me and we could 'talk'. Honestly, I wanted no part of it, but I would do anything for Louis.
A few days later Eleanor and I went out for lunch, she was really nice and said that she was just having an off day; she said that sometimes she gets over-protective over Louis, him being famous means he can get any girl he wants; and she's scared that some day he'll leave her for someone better. I told her it was fine, and if I was in her position I'd be thinking the same things. I also told her not to worry, and that he really loved her. She liked that, and said she really wanted to be friends, and of coarse, I accepted.
It seemed that everything was finally working out; yet something always has to go wrong. I found myself becoming attached to Louis. We spend a lot of time together; a lot. He's the only person I really know here in England, and he's the first person I'd go to if I ever needed anything; even over my mother. When Louis leaves, going to gigs, signings, interviews, photo shoots, he always calls me either before or after them to check up on me. The worst times though, is when he needs to leave for two-five days; that's when I feel really lonely and find myself texting him throughout the entire day. He calls me every night when he's away, and we just talk for hours. Lot's of times, I play his CD when I'm really missing him; and I can't help but remember were only friends, and I shouldn't be so worked up about him not being here.
The best times are when Louis gets home. He comes straight to my mom's house, and we spend all day together, joking around and having a laugh. We normally spend our days at the Old River. We both adore it there and no matter what temperature it is, even freezing cold, we go, just to look at the beautiful scenery. At night, Eleanor normally calls, and Louis spends the evenings with her. I can't help but get jealous every time. Sometimes I wonder what they do, I mean they can't just 'sleep' every night; if you know what I mean. Then once again I have to remind myself Louis and I are only friends! Though I still can't help the warm feeling I get when strokes my hair or kisses my cheeks. I can't help but get butterflies when he smiles or laughs. I can't help but blush when he tells the 'cheeky' male waiter at the restaurant across the street to stop flirting with me and get on with his job. He makes me feel so... alive! and I know I have a crush on my best friend; I have a major crush on Louis Tomlinson, and that was not okay.
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Louis stroked my hair as we lay on the damp grass, looking at the cloudy sky above us. We were right by the Old River and for some reason, it was quite warm on this December 5th day. We still wore our coats as there was a chilly breeze in the air. I snuggled a little closer to Louis, thoughts racing in my head. I looked up at him, his eyes were closed, his nose and cheeks a little pink from the wind. I lay back on the grass, gazing at a small cloud drift in the grey sky.
"Lou," I say. He doesn't open his eyes,
"Hmm?"
"What do you think it would feel like... to be someone else?" I ask, my eyes focused on a car shaped cloud above me. Louis laughed a little,
"I don't know. Why do you ask?" He replies. I shrug my shoulders,
"I was just wondering..." I stop for a second, the thought still roaming around in my brain, "Have you ever wanted to be someone else? Not even for a lifetime, just a day, or a week. Just to see how their life is?" I wonder. He squints his eyes a little, as I roll onto my side and prop my elbow up so I can look at him. He wore a black pea coat, his bright blue shirt peeking out from under it.
"Erm... I guess I've thought about it before." He turns on his side also, those beautiful blue eyes staring into mine,"but, I love my life... and I wouldn't want anything else." He smiles, and I play with the grass,
"I think about it all the time." I whisper, wondering if he knew who I was talking about. I feel his fingers move a piece of my brown hair away from my face, I look up to see him gazing at me,
"I wouldn't want you to be anyone else." He states seriously. A grin spreads across my face and a blush creeps on my cheeks. "Is someone blushing?" Louis jokes. I hop on top of him, tickling him like crazy,
"Stop getting all 'gushy wushy' with me!" I yell jokingly. He laughs uncontrollably as I tickle him.
"Stop!" He yells over his laughter. I stop, yet I'm still sitting on him. "You know I like this position." He says. I roll my eyes,
"Shut-up you pervert!" I joke. I get up and help him off the ground. "What do you want to do now?" I ask.
"Well.. I was thinking," He starts un-buttoning his coat, "That today, will probably be the warmest day for a while now." He says, stripping off his coat and pulling off his shoes and socks.
"Louis, I'm not getting in that freezing water." I blurt. He chuckles,
"Oh don't be a baby," He announces. I look at his arms, goosebumps from the cold air cover them.
"I'm not a baby!" I whine back; sounding just like a baby. He rolls his eyes before running on the dock, and jumping straight into the water. I run to the edge of the dock, awaiting him to come up fore air. When he surfaces, a smile is spread across his face and he yells,
"Wow!""Louis! You're crazy!" I yell, Un-buttoning my own coat. I take off my heels, knowing I would regret ruining my outfit later. I strip off my tights, and take a deep breath before plummeting into the water. The freezing liquid awakens all my senses and I race to the surface.
"Woo!" I shout. Louis laughs loudly. " It's freezing!" I yell, swimming back to the dock. I reach the dock when Louis rips me away and dunks me. "Lou let me get out! It's so cold!" I shout, giggling like a mad woman. Louis hops on the dock and runs to his coat; I do the same.
We both race back to my house and run up to my bedroom, shivering like crazy.
"Clothes are in the second drawer to the left." I say.
"I know, I know." Louis replies, searching in the drawer. I smile,
"I'm going to hop in the shower. Can you please make me some food when you're done changing?" I ask. He strips off his shirt,
"You're the woman! Get in the kitchen!" He jokes. I roll my eyes before skipping into the bathroom and getting into the shower, letting the warm water wash away the numbness in my skin. After about fifteen minutes I get out and change into a large sweater and patterned leggings. I throw my wet hair into a messy bun and waltz down the stairs. I walk into the kitchen to see Louis making grilled cheese, sipping on some steaming tea. I smile as I sit at a stool, admiring the way his damp hair lay messily on his head, his plump lips no longer purple but a soft pink, the corner of his shirt tucked into his grey sweatpants, his soft blue eyes shinning even with the dim light.
"Stop staring at me, it's creepy." He says. I jump a little, shaking my head,
"I.. I- I wasn't staring." I muttered. He glances up from the grilled cheese, and looks at me, chuckling.
"Whatever you say..." He said with a high pitched voice, "You know you want this." He does a little dance, trying to be seductive.
"No I don't." I did. He laughs and turns off the stove before serving our grilled cheese and hot tea. We sit on the floor next to the fire place. I tried not to look at him a lot, I didn't want to be caught staring again. Though it was hard to not gaze into his eyes, and my heart melted when he smiled. Stop Katie! I looked at his soft pink lips, they were moving from his talking, but I didn't know what he was saying.
"Katie! Katie?" He yelled, waving his hand in front of my face.
"What?" I ask. He rolls his eyes,
"Did you hear anything I just said?" He asks. I shake my head 'no'. He rolls his eyes once again, "Don't sass me Tomlinson." I state, throwing my crust on his plate.
"Why don't you just eat the crust?" He asks, eating the crust I just gave him.
"Because it's gross." I state.
"It's still bread. It's the same thing." He replies as I take both of our plates and toss them into the sink.
"I don't care, I've never liked the crust." I look at Louis to see him typing away on his phone.
"I gotta' head out. Eleanor and I are going out to dinner." Louis says, his eyes still glued to his phone.
"Well... You just ate, here." I said. He types a little more,
"Yeah I know, but you know how El gets when I cancel." I cringe when he uses her nickname.
"Okay," I say, trying to not sound like I care. He looks up from his phone,
"You're not going to beg me to stay like you normally do?" He asks, a little shocked. I hop on top of the counter,
"No, go hang out with your girlfriend, I don't care." I lie. He scratches the back of his neck,
"Erm.. Okay." He mutters. He walks to the door and grabs his coat and shoes. "So I guess I'll, see you later then." He says, but he stands there, not moving. I raise my eyebrows as if saying 'go on.' He stands a little longer before pecking my cheek, his lips linger there a little, before grabbing the door handle. "Bye."
"Bye," I smile. He opens the door hesitantly before leaving. He and I both knew that he didn't want to go, and that I didn't want him to; but we're both to stubborn to say anything. I walk to the couch and lay there, snuggled up in a blanket, wondering what it would be like if I were Eleanor, wondering what it would be like if Louis was with me.Sorry for such a boring chapter -_-. But hey! The rest of the boys will be appearing in up coming chapters! Woo! I just really wanted to show how strong the bond is between Katie and Louis before bringing in the rest of the boys.
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Change My Mind
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