Twins // l.t.

C H A P T E R 4

for there
to be a
rainbow
there has
to be a
little rain.

Chapter 4:

Louis' POV:

After we metaphorically broke London, we decided to part ways.

"Bye, guys!" Juliet calls and waves. We all really bonded today. I was glad: Juliet got a few more friends. So maybe she won't feel so awkward when I bring her to the party next Friday. About that...

"Hey, Ju?" I ask.

"Hmm?"

"So, there's this party Friday at Niall's house."

"The Irish Cottage," she adds.

"Yeah. So, here's your chance!" I say, "This is where you say something like, 'Oh, Louis, you're the best--'" I shush my voice to a whisper-- "'twin--'"" my voice goes back to normal-- "'ever!'"

"Again, I have nothing to wear," she says instead.

"I can fix that," I reply.

"Hey, lads," Niall says and jogs to catch up with us.

"Hi," Ju says.

"You coming to the party this Friday?" Niall asks.

Ju and I look at each other.

"Sure!" We both say.

"Good. See you then!" He says and smiles, then walks off.

"He seemed kind of enthusiastic for me to come," Ju points out.

I didn't really feel like explaining, so I just said, "Weird."

"Yeah."

And we walked through the broken city as the sun set. All was good.

-

"I'm not going in there."

"Oh, yes you are."

"Louis! That store doesn't even sell dresses!"

"It sure does."

"Ew, Louis, stop with the weird facial expression."

I laughed as Ju smacked me with her hand.

"Stop being a baby. It's just Victoria's Secret!" I plead.

"Just Victoria's Secret?" She asks incredulously. "Lou, I wouldn't dare even walking into that store. It's not even my type of clothing, if you could even call it that."

"Okay, fine fine, you don't have to diss the store," I say and start walking towards a nice little shop that I think would suit Ju. "How about this one?" I ask and she peers inside.

"Mhm," she hums and walks inside. I follow suit behind her, opening the doors. I instantly hear awful pop music that makes me want to throw a chair at someone's face.

"This is, uh, nice," I comment, tugging on a random dress, trying to speed up the (very long) process of getting a dress.

"I guess," Ju says and continues to look through a very big rack of dresses. Gosh, was she picky about clothing.

Then I saw it. It was perfect.

"Here!" I nearly screamed at Ju. She turned around and gasped.

"That's the one," she spoke softly as she rushed towards it. "Thank you, Boo!" She said, using the nickname our mother calls us. I'm Boo #1, since I was born first (oldest by two minutes) and Ju is Boo #2 (once again, may I remind you I'm older by two minutes).