"Harry don't put that there you idiot!" He dropped the chair and threw up his hands causing me to laugh. He is way too overdramatic sometimes. His curls flopped around his head as he quickly turned to me. He had this look on his face like I had said the most obscured thing he had ever heard. I gave him a questioning look and he just raised his hands at me.
"You did not just say I'm "Way too overdramatic" miss "I don't want to make friends!" and I'll just lay here pretending I'm dead while the scary lady speaks." I laughed at his impression of me and shook my head as I pointed where I wanted my chair. Yes my chair. Me and Jesse both have a chair, mine is red and his is white and neither of us ever sit in the others. Then we have the big black couch in the middle. He groaned as he moved the chair and I tried to think of where I could hang this picture....
"The Tenth Doctor!" I shouted at him as he set the chair down in it's place. He stood up straight and started walking around the room curiously, he started mumbling and hit his head a few times. Then a look of what I'm guessing was realization.
"That's it! God!" he looked at me quickly. "Rose? What are you doing just standing there come on!" He pulled a random pencil out of his pocket and pointed it at the front door that was currently closed. Before he could continue a knock came then another and another. We looked at each other slowly realizing what was happening. "Is this where I die?" he said. The door flung open and we both screamed and jumped Behind the couch.
"What are you doing?" I recognize the voice as Cami so I jumped up and brushed myself off. When I looked up I froze.
"Uh... What's he doing here?" I pointed to Louis and she looked at me with an apologetic look. I sighed knowing she wanted something. "What do you want Cami?" She gave me that your going to do this even if you don't want to face.
"I'm going to see Ryan for the weekend and I don't want him alone at my house. So you're going to keep him." Before I could protest she slammed the door leaving him standing in my living room. I looked at Harry in shock and then to him. Might as well make the best of this situation.
"Welcome to my home!" I shouted causing his eyes to widen slightly and then go back to normal again. "You'll be sleeping with Harry. I'll show you were to put your bag." I started walking to the stairs but stopped and pointed at Harry. "I'm trusting you Harry. Hang the pictures in the right place." He laughed and I nodded and continued to walk upstairs with Louis behind me.
"You have a nice place." I nodded and thanked him before opening the door to Jesse's room. "So you're an actress is that right?" I nodded and leaned against the door frame as he set his bag on the bed with Harry's. "I always wanted to be either an actor or a drama teacher." He sounded almost sad. I stared at him in shock, because I never knew that.
"What do you not like being a pop star anymore?" I was completely serious as I said that and he looked at me for once. I felt as if he was looking into my soul or something, it was that intense. But his eyes held curiosity and something else? Hope, maybe.
"I love it but sometimes... I just wish I had a normal life again." I felt pity for him and I looked at my feet Then to him as I leaned on the door frame.
"Well if you were "normal" you'd never met me. And I hear I'm quiet the catch." He chuckled and leaned on the other side of the doorframe.
I looked around the room not fully looking at what Jesse had done before. It's nice. I looked back to him and he was much closer than before. I gulped and mentally cursed myself for this. I thought you were "over him" huh? Guess not..
"What is it?" I asked because his eyes held so much emotion... Almost like he had found something.
"You just... remind me of someone." I let out a nervous breath but covered it up with a smile. He was only Inches from my face when I breathed out
"Is that good?" He chuckled and nodded yes. "Well nice to know I leave such an impression on you." He raised an eyebrow and was about to Say something but was cut off.
"Get your asses down here and help me!" I winked at Louis before skipping off down the stairs leaving him in the room by himself. I'm sort of stuck... I want him to know it's me. I want to be with him, but what would he say? What would his family say?
Louis's P.O.V
"Is that good?" I chuckled and nodded yes. "Well, nice to know I leave such an impression on you." I quickly looked to her curiously. Does she mean? No... Could she really be her? I was about to say something but Harry's booming voice cut me off.
"Get your asses down here and help me!" She winked at me them skipped off down the hallway leaving me alone.
Well shit... If she is "the mystery El" I'll know sooner or later. I just hope it'll be sooner.
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Playing the part.
FanfictionStudent in acting lyla (Lyric) Stevens is hired to play the part of Eleanor Calder for two months. By playing the part I mean pretending to be her. By the way includes a boyfriend you may know as Louis Tomlinson who has no idea She isn't Eleanor, an...