Love Me or Love Me Not... (One Direction fan-fiction)

LMOLMN : Chapter 12

Oh My Gosh! Elysa updated! O.O Lolz

Chapter 12 for you! If any of you have noticed, I've made a new account called:
wolvesofmidnight

I share the awesome account with Sofia and we are going to write werewolf stories on there! We haven't done any yet but we will soon! If you are interested, go check it out!

Anyway, let's get on with the story shall we...(creepy laugh)


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CHAPTER TWELVE


The two girls we're caught in an uncomfortable atmosphere. Lyza was resting awkwardly on her gothic-themed bed, whilst Ashy stood at the front of the door; hands in pockets, head down.

"Um...okay?" Lyza voice was threaded with confusion, but Ashy took no notice.

"You know One Direction?" Ashy still had her head down as she tried to give all the details about her new relationship with Louis.

Lyza scoffed obviously and muttered almost inaudibly, "As if I could forget, it's as if our whole lives are based on those heart-throbs,"

Because her comment was so full of annoyance, Ashy soon felt more weight press down on her. Her need to tell Lyza he events with Louis vanished and was replaced with another need. She felt suffocated but asked her best friend the one thing she had alway wanted to ask. "Can you be the person you were before?"

Although Lyza's expression was shocked, Ashy felt some sort of confidence grow in her. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that you've changed. I don't know what's happened lately, but you are not the girl I used to be best friends with!"

"Used to be?" Lyza felt offended. Had she really changed to the point where her own best friend didn't even want to be around her? It seemed so.

Silence overtook the ambience once again as one stood and the other sat. The one sitting broke the silence as she heaved a heavy sigh and hummed quietly. "I'm sorry."

Ashy was confused. And shocked. It was her that should be apologising, not Lyza. But, it didn't seem so. Lyza looked up and chewed her lip; the look of regret stealing any source of lightness left on her face. Her posture was slouched and her legs sat cross-legged.

This time it was Ashy who heaved a heavy sigh, breaking up the tension between them once more. "What happened to you?" she moved closer to Lyza's bed, yet her eyes still refused any contact. "You used to be funny, sweet, innocent! Now you're serious, tough and strong! I just don't understand what happened?"

Lyza looked guilty. She looked away as tears built up in her eyes. Yet she refused to let them fall. "I don't know, I noticed that I've changed as well, and I don't like it."

"So be who you were before!"

"I can't!"

"Forget all of the nonsense and rubbish people have been causing you!"

"I've tried!"

"Then try harder!"

Drop. A single tear fell from Lyza's left eye as she stared straight at Ashy. Wiping it away quickly, she spoke up again; but with a softer tone to her voice.

"I know that I've changed, and I honestly don't like it about me either, and I've tried to go back but every time I do, there's always something stopping me! When I tried being sweet Dray comes in and confuses my whole love life! When I try to be innocent Brittany and Lina think it's the best time to torture me! I just don't know what to do anymore?"

Ashy was speechless. For once, she couldn't think of anything to say to Lyza after her outburst. "Okay, how about we forget this ever happened?" Ashy suggested.

A shake of the head. "No, I can't forget this ever happened. This is important and I really do need to try my best to be my old self. I don't like my new self. I feel so vain and prideful when I'm actually completely the opposite."

Standing up from her Indian-style position, Lyza walked over to Ashy and hugged her tight. "From now on, we tell each other everything."


•••TUESDAY SCHOOL•••


Ashy's POV:

Well, ever since last night, Lyza has been gradually turning into her old self. We had a few hours left so we decided to kill time by going out. First we went shopping; she complained A LOT. After that we went to the cinema to watch some random film and ended up with some horror film that was rated 15. It was The Conjuring. It was about some family that moved to a house and they get possessed by an ancient homicidal spirit. Oh and I peed myself. Lyza ended up laughing thought the whole thing and everyone around her gave her death glares. It was so fun.

Now we are by our lockers, well my locker to be exact. I'm trying to find all of the exercise books needed for the last three periods whilst Lyza stands beside me reading a new book. This time, instead of the old classic cover like her other book, it has picture of a brunette and brown-eyed girl's face on it. Well, half a girl's face. And from this angle I could make out that the book was called 'The Asylum'. Wow, that sounds creepy. "What happened to that War & Peace thing you were reading?"

My friend looked up and smiled brightly. "Oh I finished it! Well not the whole thing 'cause War & Peace is one of the longest written novels of all time!"

Oh wow. "So how can you finish it but not finish it?" I asked as I put -more like shoved- my stupid PE kit into my locker.

"I read the first volume. It was nice of course and the language Tolstoy used was amazing, but I'm still more into Gothic, Romance, Teen-Fiction or Young-Adult novellas." Suits Lyza I guess.

"Don't you like sci-fi? Or action novels?" I asked. Straight after she looked at me with pure horror.

"Heck no! Sci-fi is TOTALLY not my thing! You're probably mistaking Science-Fiction for Fantasy!" She closed the book she was reading and stared at me wide-eyed. "And action? As in crime and stuff? No, no way."

That was probably the wrong thing to ask her. As I had a battle with my locker and it's components, I didn't notice that Lyza had walked away until I heard her gasp of shock a couple metres away from me. As I looked up I saw that she was by her opened locker and that she was staring down onto her iPhone. Furrowing my eyebrows I gave my locker one more kick before jamming the key in and securing the stupid piece of metal. "Take that!" I smiled triumphantly at my locker but stopped as soon as some of the people strolling behind me started to give me confused looks. Stupid locker. It hates me.

"Ashy stop thinking about murdering your - already dead - locker and come over here, now!" I couldn't argue with her; the tone of her voice was clearly ANNOYED. Uh oh.

"What...?" dragging my feet towards my best friend, I made sure I didn't bump into all of the adolescentes that were blocking my way. I guess it's helping me delay whatever Lyza has to show me. As soon as I reached her, I noticed how her hair contained faint dark red streaks that started from the mid-down. "Nice hair," I complimented her. She just raised one of her dark straight eyebrows. And that is my cue to shut up.

"Look at THIS." Lyza had an unreadable tone to her voice but I didn't bother analysing it. That was, until she handed me her 4th generation iPhone and I saw what the screen showed. It was a gossip site and in the "what's hot!" box, showed the most shocking thing I have ever seen. It was right there. In bold letters.



1. LOUIS TAKENSON?
Just this Friday, our papz have caught a member from the heart-throb boy band, ONE DIRECTION, hanging out with a mystery girl! Sources say "they totally couldn't keep their hands off each other!" and "they even stopped by McDonald's for their date!" Well, I bet that mystery girl of his is from that school 1D are supposedly attending, Rosethorn wasn't it? I just can't believe, straight after his breakup...CLICK TO VIEW MORE.


I clicked to view more.

And the page that came up was loaded with pictures of me and Louis taken out of context. Some showed us talking up close, a few looked as if we were kissing and the last one showed me leaving his house but my face was obstructed with my hand (which was blocking the pain of the sun from my face). My brain started to think about what would happen if these people found out that "the mystery girl" was me!

"It's you." An american voice ripped me out of my reverie and caused me to turn my head out of shock. I expected Lyza to be furious, angry at me for hanging out with someone famous and not telling her about it, but instead an amused expression clouded her features.

"Uh.......?" I must of done something entertaining because her smug grin only widened more. "Aren't you angry?" I asked, clearly confounded. But before my friend could answer, the bell rang and we were both carried away by the sea of teens.

"We are going to talk later!" she managed to cry out before squealing of annoyance. But pessimistic thoughts started to rapidly fill my head as I made my way to Spanish class.

What if someone found out the mystery girl was me?



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Okay! So wow that was easy to write! Probably the easiest written chapter I have done so far! Ooh...the paparazzi have found out about Loushy! Talk about shocking!

I will be posting another Chapter soon after this and it will be posted on Halloween! All Hallow's Eve is one of my favourite holidays (but Christmas is number 1)!

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