10:Dreaming The Hurting

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Louis's POV:

I stared at her dejected face, waiting for her to continue.

To be honest, I hated seeing her like this. I know we just met and everything, and it seems like we're going way too deep with this friend relationship, but it was hard not to like her..AS A FRIEND!! Only a friend. Anyway, Seeing her glazed eyes full of tears and her face seemed like she was in another time just earlier freaked me out way too much that its not natural. It pained me, way deep inside.

Woah Lou, thats way too deep, even for you...

OH EM GEE I RHYMED!!!!!! YAYYYYY!!!!

Mimi sighed again, looking at anywhere but me, "What do you wanna know?" She asked her shoes.

I walked over to the bed and sat comfortably, before continuing.

"Mimi's mother has four daughters: Nana, Nene, Nini. Who is the last daughter?" I questioned. Louis you weirdo.

She giggled, yelling, "Mimi!"

Lightly grinning that she was atleast a little cheerful, I finally asked, "So you zoned out earlier. Do ya know how worrisome it is to look into someone's eyes and sees it all glazed over and chiz?"

"Sorry..." She sighed, "Just had timelapse."

"A what?"

"Oh sorry. Felicity's complicated words are getting into me. In ordinary people's wordings: A flashback."

"What about?"

She relayed the details bit by bit to me, starting with the dress and the stampede. I gulped as I remembered that event, The lads and I just wanted to have some ordinary time but fans recognized us. I remember noticing her in the side, just outside the so called 'Zara' shop but I had assumed she had gotten out of there in one piece.Then Management had told us that a girl had been injured and we all tweeted her apologies, getting her twitter username from management. Apparently she had tweeted, 'iHurt all over. #HateStampedesMuch #1D. Pretty obvious, considering they found her easily. She had shunned all our apologies, replying with 'Just stay out of my life' and technically we did. I guess thats one of the reasons she hates us.

"Lou!" I jerked, head clearing. God, I bet that was just a flashback.

"Oh Thank God, do you know how worrisome it is to look into someone's eyes and sees it all glazed over and chiz?" She mimicked me, but she had an obvious worried crease between her eyebrows.

"I-i'm okay.." I stuttered.

She sighed, "Okay. Well now you know what happened back there, now next issue: personal space."

I tuned out, not really listening. Honestly, its not because she's boring or anything, its just the way she looked right now like she belonged, made me happy. Like, Cloud Nine happy. But I must've been pretty dumb to do what I did.

Unintentionally, I leaned forward slowly.

I was about to spread my arms when-

"Lou! Heck, don't do that!" Her eyes widened, hands pushing me back.

Curse my hugger instincts.

See, whenever someone goes all cheerful like that I have this weird feeling and I just hug.

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