Chapter 6 { Rochelle is pretty, Piss of, "Louis Tomlinson"}

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Chapter F I V E

Louis’ POV

After me and the boys finished singing our song we thought we should hit the road and go to Nandos, Niall’s chose.

We all walked out of the booth and got our things and left we were walking down the hall when I heard people talking about Rochelle and how pretty she looked today and let me get this straight she always looks pretty.

I turned around and saw her walk into the music room.

“Uh boy’s I’m need to piss, I won’t be long” I said and they nodded

“We’ll be at the car” Zayn said and they waked of, when they were out of sight I walked down the hall to the music room.

I still don’t get what Harry said to Rochelle, did he say that he liked her? No he was mad at her and then her friend gosh that was scary.

I opened the door to here Rochelle talking,

“So uh this is a song I wrote a cupule days ago and yeah….It’s called ‘I wish’ by me Rochelle” she said then let the background music start. I sat down on the couch and watched well listened to her.

When she finished she walked out of the booth and I clapped, I did mean it though I wanted her to know I was here and not hiding like always.

She jumped and looked over to where the noise was and her eyes grew, shit.

“What the hell are you doing here, go” she said, scared? Why the hell was she scared?

“No” I said and she looked taken back but then went back to reality.

“Whatever you name is leave now, I can’t talk to you” she said grabbing her bag and was about to leave but I stopped her.

“Can’t talk to me?”

“Yes”

“Why not who said that?” I asked

“wellafterthegameHarrysaidthaticanttalktoyouanymore sorry” she said and pushed pass me, thinking I didn’t know what she said

“HARRY” I yelled and put my fingers through my hair in frustration, she turned around at my sudden outburst and nodded. “HE DID THIS TO YOU IS THIS WHY I CANT EVEN LOOK AT YOU-“I quickly looked down shit I didn’t mean to yell that. Now she probably knows it was me…

She giggled and walked up to me

“You’re L.T, aren’t you 17”

17?

“17?” I smiled as I looked back up at her

“Yeah…I didn’t know your name so- when I went to the game I saw you and your number is 17 and-“

“You told Amy?” she nodded and I smiled

“Hi I’m L.T”

“And that stands for?” she asked crossing her arms

“L-“

“I warned you Rochelle” a voice said we looked at the door to see, Harry.

“YOU’RE THE ONE!” I yelled and he looked confused and Rochelle looked scared, and she never does

“What” he asked

“YOU TOLD HER I COULDN’T TALK TO HER THAT I DISLIKE HER” and he nodded

“Were going now, L.T” Harry spat and walked off, I groaned and Rochelle sighed. Ether because I have to go or because she didn’t find out my name.

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