Chapter 2

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When we got home, the girls sat on the couch. "My head hurts." Lauren was pouting. I laughed. "Well, I'm sorry. But that's what you get for breaking promises." She groaned and walked to her room. As I turned to see Karla, she was sound asleep on the couch.

I left her there and walked to my room. I reached for some shorts and a tank top. While I was changing, I kept thinking about him. I walked to my dresser, and put my hair into a braid.

I sat on my bed. I walked to the window and looked down. Someone was standing down there. They saw me and looked up. Although I couldn't see their face, I could tell they were smirking.

I felt puzzled and got in bed. The boy from the club came to mind. The way he acted. The way he talked. But his eyes caught me attention. As I thought about his blue eyes, I dozed off to sleep.

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*beep! beep! beep!*

I slapped the loud alarm clock. I slipped my slippers on and walked downstairs. There I found Karla and Lauren. "GOOD MORNING!!!" Lauren covered her ears. "Shut up!" I smirked. "Hangovers are horrible. Aren't they?" They groaned. "Coffee?" They nodded. I looked through all her cabinets. I pulled out a jar that said "COFFEE".

"You don't have any." Karla mumbled something. I shook my head and walked upstairs to change. I pulled out some red skinny jeans, a Rolling Stones tee, and some black TOMS. I let my hair fall out of the braid. My hair was wavy for my luck. Feeling happy of my appearance, I walked to the door.

I grabbed my wallet and cardigan. I walked down the stairs, not caring for the elevator. I walked to the corner of the street, a food store called 'Willys'. I grabbed a cart and walked around. I saw plenty of good things. I threw in a jar of Nutella, bread, eggs, pancake mix, milk, coffee, a variety of fruits, and biscuits.

I walked to the cereals. I tried reaching the Cheerios. I got on my tippy toes, but still couldn't reach them. A sudden voice startled me. "Do you need help, love?" He reached with no problem the box. He was wearing a blue t-shirt and black sweats.

"Thanks." I started to walk away when he pulled me back. "Why did you leave with such hurry yesterday?" He looked at me. His blue eyes mesmerized me. I looked at the ground. "I....I....I....I had to go home, my friends were drunk." He chucked. "I know, love. I followed you home yesterday."

"Oh, and I think it's best for you to close your curtains when you change. Or step away from the window. Not that I'm complaining. I enjoyed the show, to be quite honest." I looked down and blushed. We walked to the register. Once all the items had been scanned, the lady told me the total. Before I could give her the money, he reached over and gave the lady an amount of money.

He smirked at me. "Give me a second, Diana. I'll give you a ride." I smiled at him, not knowing what to do. But I loved the way my name rolled of his pink lips. "Let's go, Diana." He walked out and unlocked his car. "Let's put your things in the back and put mine in the trunk." I nodded.

His arms flexed with every move.... NO, BAD DIANA. Don't think that way. Ugh, I think he noticed me. Ugh, stupid Diana. "Done yet?" I mentally hit myself. "No, I....um.....I" He smirked. "I'll help you." He did it with quite speed. "Let's go." We sat in the front.

He reached to turn on the radio. Dark Horse by Katy Perry came on. He started to drum his fingers to the beat. The atmosphere was awkward. A few seconds later, we were in front a park. The scenery was beautiful. Kids were running around. Tired moms chased after their children.

"Why are we here?" He smiled. "Do you have anything against parks?" He flashed his white teeth at me. "N...n..no. I just need to get home. I have uni tomorrow." He chuckled. "Really your worried over school?" I nodded. He smiled again. "Oh, I won't take much of your time. We're here for a lil walk." I got frustrated. "No! I want to go home. I'm not going on a walk with a stranger. Take me home."

His eyes turned a darker. "Shit, Diana! I'm trying to be nice and friendly. Why are you being difficult?" I rolled my eyes. "Well, I never asked for your friendship in the first place!!! Leave me alone. I don't know you!" I started to walk off. He ran up to me. "Where do you think you're going?" I crossed my arms on my chest. "I'm going home, what does it look like?" He looked into my eyes. "I don't think so, your things are in my car." He smirked. "Fine then. Take me home." He sighed, becoming mad.

He got into the car, slamming the door. The music was turned off. His hands gripped tight on the wheel. His knuckles turning white. The car had not yet started. "Why are you mad?" He did a fake laugh. "Why the fuck do you think I'm mad? I'm trying to be friendly with you, but your rude back to me. Your so fucking rude. You piss me the fuck off, Diana."

I let out a frustrated sigh. "Well, maybe if you didn't cuss in every miserable sentence, I wouldn't be rude to you." He fake laughed again. "What do you mean? Don't you cuss?" I shook my head. "My parents taught me it's bad for a girl to cuss, it's not lady like." He set off another fake laugh. "Your probably the only 19 year old that doesn't cuss. You have to be joking."

"No, I'm not. Cussing isn't very appropriate." He laughed. "Wow, what did I get into? I should have known you're a goody-goody." I got mad. "I am not! I'm just mannered, something you don't have!" He looked at me. "I do have manners. It's just that your not worth them. Your a little spoiled brat!" With those few words, I snapped. I did the only thing that came to mind, I slapped him. "Don't ever say that again! Your no one to say that! Nor to judge me!"

He just turned the car on, not speaking. It didn't take us long, just about 10 minutes. "Here we are, Diana. Your home safe. Now get the fuck out." I reached for my bags. I slammed the door, Carl rushing to me. "Need help?" I nodded at the old man.

Once again, I only turned around to see his car drive away.

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It was 6 pm, when I heard rocks being hit on the window. I lazily got up. The carpet felt warm. I opened the curtains, and looked down. There he was, Louis. He motioned me down. I sighed and did as he asked me to.

The girls were asleep, so I left.

Why was I doing this? It was chilly outside. I could get sick! Besides that I had uni tomorrow! I had to sleep early. I shook off those comments. As I walked to the door, Carl waved at me.

"Hi." I rolled my eyes. "What do you want?" He looked down. "I'm sorry. I was being rude and a complete idiot. Do you forgive me?. He looked at me with pleading eyes. "Yes, but only because I believe people deserve second chances." He smiled.

"We never really got to know each other properly." I smiled, he took out his hand. "Louis Tomlinson, nice to meet you." I smiled wider. "Diana Vargas, nice to meet you too." He smiled. "I guess I'll see you some other day. See you, Diana."

I smiled. "Bye, Louis. See ya." He walked to his car. I walked in, rubbing heat into my arms. Carl waved at me. "Goodnight, miss." I waved at him. I walked up the stairs to the apartment. I checked I would have everything for uni. I walked into my room and set me alarm for tomorrow.

I got in bed just thinking what was going on. Why had my mood changed all of a sudden? Why was I talking to Louis? Why would he stick around?

But most of all........Why was he in my mind?

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Sorry it's short!!! I had writers block.

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