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Hailey's point of view (pov)

yawn

Dang what time is it? Only 8:30. Okay. One more hour of sleep. One more hour....

"HAILEY RISE AND SHINE!!" Dammit Louis.

He walks in the door all happy and excited. I try my best to smile even though we'll both know it's fake.

"Good morning sunshine. How did you sleep?" He asks sitting next to my feet on the bed.

"I guess I slept okay. Better then most nights."

"Good. What do you wanna do today? I just got paid and have the day off. You name it."

"Sleep?" I ask. He laughs in return.

"We can sleep later. That's on the schedule. Where do you wanna go?"

"Bowling?" I ask. He looks at me shocked.

"But Hailey.. I thought that... Wasn't that-"

"Yes. I know. But I need to try. I can't avoid it forever Louis. Why not try now."

"Okay. Okay whatever you wanna do. Let's get dressed then abd let's go!" He walks out but stops in the doorway and turns to face me.

"Yeah Lou?"

"I'm proud of you Hailey." He says and then continues his walk down the hall.

I smile and shake my head. He's silly. Silly and cute. I wish he could be mine. I shake my head at the thought. That wouldn't happen. I'm not perfect, pretty, or even clean. And who would want a girl with scars? He deserves better anyway.

Walking to my closet I keep these thoughts back, as if when they aren't what I'm focusing on they can't hurt me. What to wear, what to wear.

Maybe I should try that new blue shirt with my black skinny jeans. Would that work? I think it over.

"Still thinking?" I hear.

"Louis should I wear my new blue shirt with my skinny jeans?"

"Which ones?"

"The black ones. Or should I go with the red ones."

"Black. For two reasons. One, the shirt doesn't really go with red. Two, red jeans are my thing." He winks at the last remark.

I roll my eyes and grab the shirt and jeans off their hangers. I start to take off my shirt before remembering Louis is there.

"cough Um excuse me Louis. Would you mind leaving the room?"

He smirks and turns around so he won't see me. But I know him. I walk over and push him out. He laughs and I shut and lock the door, once again rolling my eyes.

I remove my shirt replacing it with my new one. I strip myself of my pants and replace them too. I walk to my bathroom to do my hair and other morning female necessities.

After curling my hair I apply eyeliner and mascara. Then put on some of my light pink lip balm. I put a quick amount of make up over my wrist scars.

I walk into the kitchen and see that Louis invited everyone. And I mean EVERYONE.

Harry, Niall, Liam, Zayn, Paul, Simon, Katy, Eleanor, Danielle, Perry, Leigh-Anne, Jade, Jesy, Austin, Karmin, Cody, Selena, and my friends that aren't famous, Jenna, Wendy, Katie, Bonnie, Michelle, and Izzy.

And it's only breakfast time. Can't wait to see how this goes.

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