Forgotten one L.T

04.

Day 4

Friend-
1. a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations.
2.  befriend (someone).

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"Hey!" I hear Louis voice as I'm walking to work. "What do you want?" I mumble. Why was he following me? "To be friends," I stop dead in my tracks.

"I don't make friends." I state then begin walking again. "Why not? I want to know you and be the one you gossip to. I have no friends here," he tells me.

"What about Jacob?" I ask him. "So you stalk me, huh?" He smirks, he caught me. "Small town, word gets around." I tell him.

"You don't talk to anyone except Mr. Perkins. So, I know two things about you. Your father was a great man and you have no record here. Like at all! And Mr. Perkins won't tell me." I snap and look at him dead in his eyes. "Don't talk about my father! Quite stalking me, if you want to know stuff about me just ask."

I storm off, "Okay maybe I was a bit off doing that but really. I want to be your friend." I roll my eyes and ignore him.

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"So I know you don't make friends. What if we just talk and hang out?" Louis is now bugging me on my break while cleaning Mr. Perkins house. "Why do you want to befriend me?" I ask him and he shrugs.

"Your different, you get upset real easily."

"I have my reasons. If I am your friend, and that's a big if, there are rules set down." Louis nods and I continue. "No asking my last name or mentioning friends or family. If I say not to push anything you don't push it. Got it?" He nods.

"So we're friends?" He asks. "What did I just say?" He laughs and smiles. "Okay!"

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"You still bothering me?" I ask him and he nods smiling. "Why don't you smile?" He asks and I shrug, "Haven't smiled in 7 years. Never found the need to. Why did you move here?" I ask as we continue to walk together. He was being nice and walking me home after work.

He stiffens, "I'd rather not talk about it." I nod and we're silent. "What's your favorite color?" He asks and I've never laughed so hard. "Really? Out of all the questions that one?" He smiles.

"You have a beautiful laugh." I shut up and look down at my feet. I haven't laughed like that since the night everything changed.

We reach my house and I hug Louis bye. "My favorite color is blue," I say then walk inside my house.

A lot had happened in four days. But maybe it was for the best.

But now I was determined to know what happened to Louis and why he chose here instead of all the other places in the world.

Maybe, just maybe, we might be friends. It hurt and it was hard to move on but I just think I made a new friend.

You'll always be my friend May.

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