Alone.

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(Y/N's) POV

I sat in my room listening to the thud of feet as I bounced them up and down on the corner of my bed. I was still wearing my clothes from the night before; a white v-neck t-shirt, skinny jeans, and brown combat boots. My hands were placed on my stomach, rising up and down with the rhythm of my breathing. My eyes were dazed and they ached from being awake too long. 

Louis POV

I've been awake too long. Just waiting. Waiting for her to call. Waiting for her pretty face to pop up on my screen and tell me everything was alright. But this wasnt a movie, or a story, and sometimes, you don't get happily ever afters. And this was one of those times.

It felt like my eyes were permanently frozen open. Keep them open Louis, don't let them close, what if she calls, and you don't pick up, and she never calls back. What if she was the one. Suddenly, my phone vibrates. I fall off my bed and cling to the leg of the table where my phone rests. I don't care about the pain ringing up through my body, if it's her, it was worth it. I click the home button and my phone screen blings on, squinting through the bright light. "ugh." I moan. It was Zayn. Asking me how my date went last night. My head falls to the floor in utter shock and disappointment, and it stays there.

--Tell me how you liked it, I'm not sure where to go w/ it though. I'll update soon. :)

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 10, 2014 ⏰

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