My Best Friend, Louis Tomlinson. (Needs Editing.)

Chapter 5.

Another chapter, been busy with exams, again. Sorry.

Zac Efron on the side;o. He is what i expect James too look like, omg hes so gorgeous. Okay? Tell me what you think about James, do you like him? What character do you like? Sorry, One Direction aint in this chapter very much. They will be in the next. Love you. x x x

I woke up in the morning, the morning sunlight blinding my eyes, I felt so rough, I lied their for a couple of minutes, looking at the clock. 10.00am. All I felt like doing is sleeping, all day. But my stomach was having other ideas, signalling I was hungry. I had been in this house for one night and already, I have had an argument with Louis. We hardly ever argue, does he hate me? I got up and went into my en-suite bathroom. I stared into my reflection in the mirror, my hair was up all over the place, all my makeup had smudged and I had all red bags around my eyes, attractive.

I decided getting into the shower would be the best option, too actually make myself look better, kind of. I got undressed, throwing all my dirty clothes into the washing basket and I jumped in the shower. Immediately waking up my body as the warm water crashed down onto my body, making me feel so much more refreshed. I rubbed in the vanilla smelling shampoo into my hair, the one that Louis loves.

I haven’t spoken to Louis since yesterday, he diddn’t come up again. He obviously cares? Or did I push him away? He’s my best friend, I am sick of arguing with him. It hurts, so much. I don’t know why. I’m also, sick of him being so controlling over me seeing boys. Yes, maybe I don’t want to go on any date, but I want to have the freedom too. I want to show Louis, I can get a boyfriend. He has sometimes had girlfriends I have never liked, I just diddn’t tell him. I diddn't want to hurt his feelings, knowing his best friend diddn't like his new, 'girlfriend'. 

After washing my body with some strawberry scented body wash, i stepped out the shower, grabbing the towel off the rack and wrapping it around my small body. I wasn't very 'big.' I was small and an average weight. I liked it that way, except i would like to grow a couple of centimeters. I hated being small, Louis would always tower over me, when we had food fights, he was able to get it in my hair and on my face easier than me, but sometimes he crouched down too let me. Typical.

I walked outside back into my room and noticed my blackberry, was flashing, the usual light when i get a message. I walked over and picked it up off my bedside cabinet. Opening the message from an unrecognised number.

'Hey, Lily. It's James. Was nice meeting you yesterday, was wondering if you wanted too go out today? I can pick you up?xxx'

I clicked on the reply button and typed;

'Iya, erm, yeah, sure, where will we go? What time?xxx'

I put my phone on the side and walked over too my walking wardrobe, only too be stopped by my phone beeping and vibrating on the table. I walked back over and picked it up, opening my unread message.

'I'm glad, i don't know, i'll decide. I'll come about, 12?xxx'

I looked at the clock, 10:30. Yeah, that will be fine. 

'Yeah, thats fine. Cya then:)xxx'

I pressed send and then placed my phone back on my bedside cabinet, i walked back over too my walking wardrobe. I picked out a white blouse, with my high waisted jeans and some low,wedges heels. I put all of them on, throwing my towel back into the washing basket. 

I then, walked over to my long, slim mirror and looked out my outfit. It looked, Ok. I guess. I then grabbed my hair dryer and my brush, drying my hair carefully making sure everything is dry properly. After this, i then grabbed my curlers, producing smooth waves in my hair, which looked good, knowing it was me. I then grabbed my makeup bag, applying my foundation, followed by my eyeliner and mascara. I went for an pale, natural look. Much different too when i go out at night. It isn't like i'm a slag, or a slut. I just put makeup on, too try and cover up my ugliness. People say i'm "gorgeous" and "beautiful", but i never believe them.