February 1st, 2016 ... 3:38 PM
"Okay, not to be rude or anything, but I feel like I definitely told you so."
I didn't even have to look up to know Louis had entered my bedroom, an apple in hand, and a note in the other.
"Seriously? What kind of friend are you?!"
"The kind that was right about this girl? Speaking of...her...she called, told her you weren't here and to leave a message," he took a seat at the end of my bed, lifting my feet up, so that they now rested over his lap.
"What does the message say?" I asked, sitting up.
"To call her back,"
"You're an actual asshole," I flopped back down onto my pillow, trying to block out his laughter.
I knew Louis didn't really find this serious, but, for me, it was. I was devastated. I thought this girl actually liked me. I thought I had a chance with her!
"Why didn't she ever tell me she had a boyfriend!?" I asked no one in particular, although Louis was the only one in the room, so he thought it was directed at him.
"You never asked."
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okay, this is kinda starting to suck and I don't want it to turn out how the Texting Louis sequel did (spoiler alert: I deleted it), so I'm gonna take my time writing out good, long chapters.
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