My Babysitter Louis.

Chapter 7

Chapter 7-

Kasey P.O.V.-

"About us."

I was so in shock that I dropped my phone. Was this a good or bad thing? Why would he want to talk about 'us' ? Was he going to say he wanted me back? ... No it isn't possible. He probably wants to tell me that we should completely forget about each other. I had so much going on in my mind that I forgot to answer him and I didn't realize I was still staring at him.

"Kasey?"

I shook getting away from my thoughts.

"Sorry."

"Still getting lost in your thoughts eh?"

I rolled my eyes at him and he picked up my phone for me. "Thanks."

"Your welcome." He says putting it back in my hands. "So can we talk when we get back?"

I play around with my gold colored case that has a shiny bow on the back. "What about us?"

"Umm...well about what happened that made you hate me." He says looking at me with sorry eyes.

What was his problem? He honestly still thought I hate him! I don't hate him I am just really hurt. My heart is in a million pieces because of him. My hands clenched from the anger and I let out a loud breath to show I was mad. I just wanted to throw Niall out the window! Then I saw Niall sit a little further away from me knowing I would explode any second.

Louis knew what was about to happen if he didn't do anything. "OKAY GUYS WE'RE HERE!" He yelled because of the tension between me and Niall and I'm pretty sure he didn't want to see us get into a cat fight and end up in the hospital again.

I look out the window hating that I have crutches and can't get out myself. I could feel Niall staring at me and I was going to tell at him something but I remained quiet.

The car then stopped and Louis and Niall got out and Louis came to my side of the car and helped me out as Niall handed me my crutches. I give him a glare before we head inside.

I wasn't used to crutches I never used them before. Besides using other people's just for fun. It took me a while to get up the stairs and reach the front door.

Great it's going to take me hours to get up all the stairs and into my room.

I felt my stomach growl. Wow...I haven't ate. I remember Lou went to get us food but I got hurt and we never ate, I was starving.

"Louis can we warm up the food you bought before we left?" I ask as he helps me sit on the couch. I could've done it myself but I'm too lazy. It was already getting late and I was exhausted.

He nods and smiles "Of course my crippled friend."

I roll my eyes and laugh a little. Then my smile fades when Niall sits on the couch next to me. I pull out my phone and decide to go on Instagram.

"Does it hurt?" He asks "Do you want some pain reliever?"

"I'm fine." Why was he trying to be nice? I needed to do some online shopping and I hated doing it on my phone, I prefer my laptop.

Ugh it's in my room.

"Lou can you do me a favor!" I yelled to the kitchen.

"I'm cooking!" He yelled back "cooking is a skill and I must not be disturbed!"

"I can help." Niall said.

I really wanted new clothes so it wouldn't kill me to ask right, maybe it will.