Extraordinary

Chapter 20: A Nice Gesture

Chapter 20: A Nice Gesture

Louis’ P.O.V.

I find myself staring off into space whenever Lola came to my mind. Harry had to thump me in the back of my head a few times to knock me out of my trance. But sometimes I just couldn’t get her out of my head. Lola was this fun and exciting girl who made me smile and laugh just with the thought of her.  Yet I never felt brave enough to ask her on a proper date.

But I wasn’t going to rush her into anything she didn’t want to go through with. My mum raised me right and I learned how to treat girls the right way, and if we were going to be best friends then I’d be okay with it. Though I couldn’t help but think if she had any feelings for me, if she felt any sort of sparks between us.  That sounds really cheesy doesn’t it?

Lola just had something about her that made her so--likeable. I can’t even find the perfect word to describe her, lovely would be just the beginning. I’m glad she wasn’t affected by the twitter comments, she didn’t seem like the person to go cry over a bit of hate. Even if she did I would try to be the one to comfort her. It seems she just laughed them off, and I admire her for her optimism in that situation.

I wish we talked more, but we were both so busy lately we barely got to see each other. I did tell her we should meet up at some point this week, maybe we could just hang out with tea or something. I think she would agree with a “hang out”, not a date. I need to rack up some more courage for that day.

Lola’s P.O.V.

There I sat on my couch, reading some dreaded romance novel with a mug of coffee in my lap. Chloe recommended it to me, said she was trying to get some inspiration for her first book. She was really trying hard to get this writing career to get somewhere, even though writing romance novels won’t get her anywhere.  I never understood why people read this stuff anyways.  They’re all predictable. They either fall in love, get married, or just break up all over again. Then boom! A sequel.

But I really had nothing else to do, I should start cherishing these moments. In just a week I’ll be coaching my old college football team. Why did I even sign up to do it? I can’t, coaching is completely different from playing.  Maybe I should back out. Go try out for the X Factor. Push all my dreams away of football and just stick with singing. Yeah, right.  Have you met me though? You’re talking to someone who did 75 vocabulary cards for each Biology unit just for extra credit. You can tell I usually don’t back down from anything.

I’ll try it for a bit, coach wouldn’t just put me as assistant without a reason. Unless it’s to apologize for kicking me off the team because of my concussion. No, I felt like a good and valuable player, that’s why he thought I could coach.

I’ll be fine, it’ll be fun. I’m just going to push that thought away and think about something else for a bit. Oh great Louis has appeared in my head now. I did agree that we should hang out some time this week, and now whenever I think that the word “awkward” just starts echoing throughout my head. You don’t need to rub it in you stupid mind! (Okay sometimes I can be a little nuts, you can tell right?)

The more I start to hang out with Louis, I’m starting to feel the need to learn how to start a conversation. You can ask anyone, I suck at it, with me giving only one word or sentence answers. Nothing else, Pat and Chloe are the ones who can get the conversations out of me, most of the time. It also depends on the topic. But maybe I should start asking the questions.

I’m thrown out of my thoughts when I see my phone lights up next to me and starts ringing on the couch with some random guitar song. Closing my novel and setting it aside, I grab my phone and wake it up, with Louis’ name lighting up on the screen. I have to tell you, it felt flattering to have him on my phone. I felt a little reluctant to answer, where me, who is awful at talking on the phone, can’t do much better with a hot boy.  But I pressed answer anyways, because it’s just Louis.