Noserings and Broken promises
~Previously~
At the end of the day, I went back to my dorm room and unlocked the door. I gasped, seeing the other side of the room was covered in band posters and there was a green and black haired girl laying on the bed next to mine. She looked at me and smiled "Hi Im Ex, you're new room mate."
Chapter 5
I stood there shocked.Ex had piercings places on her face I didn't know could be pierced. She also had many tatoos. I was intimidated. She held out her hand and looked at me expectanly. I came back to my senses and grabbed her hand. "I-Im Christy" I stuttered out, she smiles at me. 'Ex' seemed alot nicer then she appeared. Her hair was a tangled mixture of blue, green and black and her jeans were ripped at the knees, her shirt was plain black. Ex layed back down on her bed. "So uhm, when did you get here?" I asked and cautiously sat down on my bed. "I got here at about nine thirty. I had a diffent dorm, but I had to leave because they were making a new class room. I moved your bed just alittle, I hope you dont mind." I shrugged "its okay." I took out my text books and started studying, she stayed silent the whole time. We stayed like that for about thirty minutes, until there was a knock at the door. "Its probably for me.." Ex goes to the door and opens it. A tall boy with the same amount of tattoos as Louis walked in and hugged her "Hey babe!" She blushes "hey.." I sat on my bed akwardly as they talked by the doorway. "This is my new room mate, Christy" Ex points to me "I'm Liam" the boy introduces himself with a small smile. Liam seemed sweet and gentle, unlike his apperance, just like Ex. Liam stayed at our dorm for about an hour. Ex, Liam and I talked, and we had lots in common. After Liam left, Ex went to take a shower while I got into my pajamas. Atleast my room mate wasn't rude. I fell asleep, dreaming about Louis. I wonder why I can't stop thinking about him...why hes so intoxicating.
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Noserings and Broken Promises
FanfictionEveryone knew he was trouble, or some would say, 'troubled.' You could tell from the black ink printed on his whole body, by the metal that that hung on his nose, eyebrows and his pink lips that always seemed to be turned in a frown. Nobody knew abo...
