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Chapter Twenty Two

Chapter Twenty Two

The breakfast with Brianna and my mom is agonizingly slow. My mother continues to bring up my "wild night" last night and finds every opportunity to ask me if I am tired or hungover. Granted, my actions last night were very out of character but I don't want to hear about it over and over. Has she always been this way? I know she just wants the best for me but she seems to be worse now that I am in college, or maybe being away from her for a week has given me a new found outlook on her.

"Where should we shop?" Brianna asks and I shrug. I wish she would have just came alone. I would love to spend time with her but not with my mom here. I need to have a talk with her anyway about telling my mom every detail of my life, especially the bad.

"Maybe we should go to the mall around the block, it would be easier. I am not familiar with the area yet." I tell them, cutting the last few bites of my french toast into pieces.

"Have you thought about where you want to work yet?" Brianna asks.

"I'm not sure yet, I am going to find a bookstore I think. I wish I could find an internship or something with a publishing house" I tell them and my mother gives me her award-winning proud smile.

"That would be great, then you could work there until you finish college and go right into working" she smiles again.

"Yea, that would be ideal" I try to hide my sarcasm. Brianna grabs my hand and gives it a little squeeze under the table. As I put my fork into my mouth, the metal reminds me of Harry's lip ring. I need to stop thinking about him. Now. I shouldn't be thinking these thoughts, especially considering the fact I am with my 2 year girlfriend right now. I smile at Brianna and pull her hand up to kiss it.

After breakfast my mom drives to the mall. The Vancouver Mall is huge and crowded. "I am going to go into Nordstroms, I will meet you guys after. I will call you when I am ready" My mother tells us and I am relieved. Brianna takes my hand again and we browse through multiple stores. She tells me about her soccer game on Friday and how she shot the winning goal, I listen intently and offer her a few comments and praises.

"You look nice today" I tell her and she smiles. Her perfect, white smile is adorable. She is wearing a maroon blouse, khakis and dress shoes. She really does wear Mary Janes. They are cute though and somehow fit her personality.

"You do too Louis" she compliments and I cringe. I know I look like hell but she is too kind to tell me that. Unlike Harry, who would tell me in a heart beat. Ugh Harry. Desperately wanting to get my mind off of Harry, I stop walking and pull Brianna by her arms into me. I lean in to kiss her and she smiles, but pulls away.

"What are you doing Louis? Everyone will be staring at us" She laughs and I shrug.

"So?" I really don't care, usually I would but I need her to kiss me. "Just kiss me please" I practically beg her. I have to stop thinking of Harry. She must see the desperation in my eyes because she tilts her chin up and kisses me. Her kiss is gentle and slow, no urgency behind it. Her tongue barely touches mine but it's nice. It is familiar and warm. I wait for the fire to ignite, the one that ignited when I kissed Harry, but it doesn't. I can't compare Brianna to Harry. Brianna is my girlfriend who I love and Harry is jerk who hooks up with a different girl or guy every weekend.

"What's gotten into you?" Brianna teases as I try to push my body against hers. I flush and shake my head.

"Nothing, I just missed you, that's all" I tell her. Oh...and I cheated on you last night with a guy... My subconscious adds. "Could you please stop telling my mom when I do things? It makes me really uncomfortable. I love that you are close to her but I really need you to stop telling on me, i feel like a child when you do that" It feels good to get that off my chest.

"I am sorry Louis, I was just worried about you. I promise I won't do it again. Honestly" she says and I believe him. She wraps her arm around my shoulder and kisses my forehead.

The rest of the day is better than the morning, my mom takes me to the barber shop and I get a haircut. Brianna showers me with compliments the entire drive back to my dorm. I say goodbye to my mother and Brianna, once again promising them to stay away from anyone with a tattoo within a hundred mile radius. I feel a tinge of disappointed when I find my dorm room empty, I am not sure if i was hoping to see Tristan or someone else. I don't even bother taking my shoes off before I lay in my bed, I am too exhausted and in need of sleep.

I sleep the entire day and when I wake up Tristan is asleep in his bed. We will have to catch up on where he went Saturday and most of Sunday. I stop by the coffee house and grab my usual before heading to my first class. Liam is waiting for me with a smile. We are interrupted by a girl asking for directions and we don't get the chance to catch up until we are walking to our last class of the day. The class that I have been dreading but anticipating all day.

"How was your weekend?" He asks and I groan.

"Terrible actually. I went to another party with Tristan" I tell him and he makes a sour face and laughs. "I am sure yours was much better, how is Danielle?"

His smile grows at the mention of her name and I realize that I didn't mention seeing Brianna yesterday. Liam tells me about Danielle applying to a ballet company in New York and how happy he is for her. I wonder if Brianna's eyes light up when she talks of me like Liam's do as he talks about his girlfriend. He tells me how his father and stepmother were so thrilled to see him and that he did miss his mom while he was gone. His mother must live here or close to here.

"Won't it be hard if she lives so far?" I ask him as we take our seats. Harry's usual seat is empty.

"Well we are already far from each other now and it works. Besides, I want the best for her and if New York is the best thing for her, that's where I want her to be." he says and the professor walks in, silencing us. Where is Harry? He wouldn't skip class just to avoid me would he? We dive into Pride and Prejudice and the class ends too soon.

"You've gotten a haircut, Lewis." I turn around to see Harry behind me. Him and Liam exchange awkward stares and I try to think of what to say to Harry. I hope he won't mention the kiss in front of Liam, he wouldn't ,would he? Yes, yes he would.

"Hey Harry" I say and he smiles, his dimples deeper than ever.

"How was your weekend?" His expression is so smug. I pull Liam by the arm.

"Good, I will see you around" I yell nervously and Harry laughs.

"What was that about?" Liam asks, obviously catching on to my strange behavior.

"Nothing, I just don't like Harry"

"At least you don't have to see him often." there is something behind his voice. Does he know about the kiss? Oh god.

"Uhm...yea. Thank god"

"I wasn't going to say anything because I don't want you to associate me with him, but Harry's dad is sort of dating my mom" he smiles nervously. What?

"What? Harry's dad lives here? Why is Harry here, where is his accent from? If his dad lives here why doesn't he live with him? " I flood him with questions before I can stop myself. He looks confused but less nervous than a moment ago.

"He's from London, his dad and my mom live close to the campus but Harry and his dad don't have a good relationship. Don't mention any of this to him, please. We already don't like each other." he says and a thousand more questions come to my mind but I stay quiet as he goes back to talking about Danielle.

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