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Twenty-Three

Okay, so this isn't a FULL texting chapter and is a lot longer than the usual 250 words I normally write for this, but I wanted to write this Hemlinson moment/Argument so badly so here it is

Guys this is also really shit. Like so shit that I want to cry xD

CasparIsMineee and Hockey_lashton here's you're fucking Hemlinson fluff

Btw I recommend listening to 'I've got this friend' by 5 seconds of Summer when reading this

Bottomlinson: why are you avoiding me?

Bottomlinson: ignoring me everytime I try to talk to you and moving across the room whenever I sit beside you like I do in most of my classes?

Bottomlinson: Lukey please answer me

Bottomlinson: I know that you're on ur phone

Bottomlinson: I can bloody well see u on ur phone atm

Bottomlinson: don't u dare close those blinds

Louis is nibbling his bottom lip in both worry and sadness, wanting nothing more to just cuddle up to someone and act sad for the next 24 hours. Unfortunately, that person he normally cuddles up to and rants their ear off is now across the street and ignoring his pretty little bum for reasons that absolutely no one knows why.

It was nothing Louis, bothering the small lad for all sorts of reasons that Louis still didn't understand himself. Maybe it was because Louis relied on Luke most of the time, he lived off the tall Aussie like some type of leach, always in his shadow and ready to bark a remark to anyone that bumped into his best friend. Maybe it was because they have been best friends for what has to be years, telling one another everything to the very little detail.

Or maybe it was because Louis really liked his idiot of his best friend more than his heart can take

Louis rests his forehead onto the cold glass of his bedroom window, letting out a loud sigh that steams up the already clouded window. Louis' glasses are pressed up close on his face, nose now also in the glass as he stares hopelessly across the road at Lukes house. It was times like these that he wished he had telepathic powers and could contact Luke with only his mind, to tell him to get is ass over to his house now because Louis set fire to it.

"What did I do?"He frowns, feeling sorry for himself."Did I do something wrong?"Louis would be the first to admit to himself if he did something or said something wrong. He can't recall doing or saying anything wrong, quiet honestly, Louis hasn't said a lot all week, he's been rather quiet from what he can tell.

Louis just wants to fix whatever happened between them, he can't bare the mer thought of Luke not wanting to be his friend anymore. Maybe that's the problem, Louis was just being too clingy and that Luke just needed a break away from him, to stop talking to him for awhile and yeah, that was understandable because Louis was always a strong personality person, but at least tell a guy first!

In a fit of his own annoyance, Louis is deciding to just march himself across the street to the taller boys house, stand up on his tippy toes and demand what the fuck is going on. It's only when Louis is half way across the street does he realise that he's dressed in his lazy day clothes but whatever, he continues his angry stomping until he ends up at Lukes front door.

"Hey, Louis."Liz is answering the door, a warm smile on her face and her body language welcoming. The short boy ends up smiling back at her, not helping it.