BELOVED [h.s.]

Chapter 8. Edited.

"Goodnight," he smiled and gave me a peck on my cheek. I had chills.

"Same," I smiled. I thought he was angry because I ran away from him in the kitchen.

"Do you want me to take you to your house or you brought a car?" He asked us.

"Yes please, take us," Kay responded.

He drove us home. We didn't talk much during the road, just about directions towards our flat because at night he didn't see much clearly.

"I'll call you on Saturday to come for you two,"

"No... We will get there ourselves," I didn't want to make him feel he was our driver.

"No way. We are going to get there together. I'll call you," he obliged.

"Ok, then, I'll wait for your call..." I smiled at him. If he offered himself then I'm okay with it.

We got home and I threw away my shoes, I was exhausted.

"What the heck was that?" Kaylee asked me.

"What?" I knew what she was asking.

"That... Do you like him?" She giggled bothering me.

"No, I was just being friendly," I didn't like him, I barely knew him.

"Yeah, sure!" she exclaimed unconvinced. "I'm going to bed, Ms. Styles," she yawned and walked to her room.

The week passed so quickly and was the last one for me being here, there was holiday for Christmas and then I was back to work. My Louis' interview was done and I went to Jolene's office to give her my article.

"Take a seat," she spoke.

She gave a quick look to the paper.

"I like it, and is about Louis Tomlinson," she was surprised. "This is magnificent, I really really love it. Good job, Linda..." she shook my hand, "you know what? I love it. This is one of my favorite articles ever. You are the winner!"

I jumped inside me, to show my maturity.

"Thank you!" I exclaimed.

"I'm going to post it. How much you want, 500 pounds?"

"500?" I was astonished.

"Yeah, you're right. 1000?"

"1000?" I coughed.

"Well... 1500 is the..."

"No, I mean, are you going to pay me?"

"Of course! You worked for the magazine. 1500?"

I nodded. She told me that I could work another time with them. She will call me another time to make another trending article for her.

I was very happy. I couldn't believe I was the winner and that I was been paid. I wanted to thank Louis because due to his help this was happening to me so I called him.

"Hey!" He said.

"Hi, how are you?"

"Good and you?"

"Fine! I called you to thank you; I was the winner of the interview... "

"Yay!" I imagined him jumping up and down. "I told you, you are an amazing writer! Congratulations!"

"Thank you and thank you for letting me interview you,"

"No problem... If you need another one, just ask me, okay?"

We talked a lot. Then I hung up the phone and after saying goodbye to everyone I walked home and called my mom.

"When are you coming?" She asked me. "Christmas is in four days and Danny is coming tomorrow with his new girlfriend." I didn't talk to my brother since we fought. He was mad because I came to London to study and left my mom "all alone", he was like my best friend and I really missed him so much.

"I don't know... Maybe that same day or the day before,"

"Why not today?" She asked me sadly.

"Because I have... something to do tomorrow," I told her.

She has always loved my brother more than me because he is the most PERFECT son and person ever. And everything I do, she complains about it; either good or bad. That's why I moved to London.

"Oh okay, better than family?"

Her attitude was stressful. Always.

"Mom is something of... Homework," I lied. If I tell her the truth she will make me go home no matter what.
I invented I was writing a critic for college so I had to hang up and she believed it.

...
The next day Kaylee and I were watching our favorite reality show.

"When is Harry going to call you?"

"I don't know... we haven't talked this week,"

"You haven't?" She was surprised.

"Why are you surprised? We are just beginning to be friends so we don't talk everyday."

"Beginning to be friends," she slapped my arm. "I know you more than no one and by the way he looks at you and you look at him. There's something going on."

"Darling, you are crazy, there's nothing at all between us," I didn't tell her about the attempt of Harry to kiss me because maybe it was just... nothing.

"The way he looked at you when we arrived to his house, then when I said you found Luke handsome, when you spent all that time in the kitchen and I don't know what happened or what you guys were talking about, when I said we planned a dinner for you to meet Luke and then he told us he-,"

"Ok. I get it." I told her. Maybe I didn't notice all that stuff at once like her. I'm not the type of girl that every boy falls in love so how come Harry was going to like me? It was impossible and I didn't want to think he was and then break my heart all on my own.

"He is jealous of Luke," she said rapidly.