win a date with one direction // l.t.

Chapter 6: Goodbye

"I'll be back in a month which will be perfect timing for your birthday. And I promise I will Skype and call and text and all that shit whenever I can," Louis said, his arms around my waist and my arms around his neck. "Just promise you're not going to forget about me and find some jock to hang with."

I laughed. "I am not that kind of person but I promise." He laughed with me and bent down, giving me a kiss that I felt like was going to last forever.  "Also, promise me you're not going to hook up with some fangirl every stop you make."

He laughed. "I am not that kind of person but I promise," he said, copying my same words. He gave me one last kiss before we broke apart. "Talk to you tonight, hopefully." I nodded as he got into the car with the others, waving to them as they disappeared down the street. I walked up to the house and went to the living room, sitting in the recliner since Monica and Dillion were taking up the couch.

"You okay?" Monica asked, scooting towards the end of the couch closest to me and placing her hand on my knee. I nodded. "You want to go for a swim or something?"

"Sure. You want to go swimming in the pool and do you guys want to go to the waterfall?" I asked, standing up and bending back a little, stretching my arms above my head.

"Is that even a question?!" Monica exclaimed. "Me and Dillion will head home to get our bathing suits and then we'll meet you at the waterfall, okay?"

I nodded. "Sounds good." Her and Dillion both got off the couch and Monica gave me a kiss on the forehead before heading out.

"Love you, Zo!"

"Love you, too, Monica." The door shut behind her and I sat back down on the couch, bringing my legs up underneath me. I leaned on the armrest, letting my arm prop up my head. One month. It was only month. It will go by in no time and then I'll have Louis back and it'll be my eighteenth. I have nothing to worry about.

"Hey, kiddo," Zac said, ruffling my hair as he walked by. I looked back at him and watched him go to the kitchen and open the fridge. I stood up and fixed my hair, following him into the kitchen.

"Hello there."

"How was your thing?"

"My thing? Are you referring to Louis leaving?" He nodded. "It went fine. How are you and your thing?" I asked, nodding my head towards his bedroom.

"Are you referring to my fiance or our baby?"

"Definitely your fiance. And I still can't believe you and Tasha are having a baby and that you're going to be a father and I'm going to be an aunt." I shook my head and he laughed, giving me a kiss on the forehead like Monica did just a few minutes ago. "What was that for?"

He shrugged. "You're my sister and I love you. I can't show my love for you here and there?" I laughed and wrapped my arms around his waist and squeezed him.

"I love you, too. And congratulations." He smiled at me and headed back to his room, leaving me alone in the kitchen. Since I was there, might as well get something to eat. I looked in the fridge and in the pantry and saw nothing that I wanted. I sighed and headed to my room to get my bathing suit on.

I slipped some shorts and a tank top on over the bathing suit, slipping into a pair of ninety-nine cent flip-flops. I grabbed a couple of towels out of my bathroom and then looked for keys, having no luck at finding them.

I groaned and tossed the towels on the bed, causing them to unfold into a giant pile of cloth. I dropped down to the floor and checked under the bed, no luck, I checked on my bathroom counter no luck, and then I checked the kitchen, no luck. "Zac! Have you seen my keys?