Switched (Louis Tomlinson and Jade Thirlwall)

Chapter twenty-three

Jade's POV

I feel so bad. I haven't spoken to Louis in the past week. We stopped collaborating and I have a show coming up in a week! I keep practicing what Louis taught me, but I'm not doing well.

Quite frankly and honestly, I miss him.

I don't know why I acted the way I did, because I wasn't actually that angry, I was just tired.

I need to talk to him. I need to tell him sorry and that I can't do this without his help. I stand up and then sit back down.

I can't do that. It would be to embarrassing. Besides, I can't give in that easily. I'll just try to figure this thing out on my own.

But how?

I sit there for a good 5 minutes thinking about how to when it hits me. Literally.

I grab the pillow Niall had just thrown at me and throw it back to him. "What was that for?" I ask him, laughing slightly.

He laughs too. "You looked like you needed a good pillow to be thrown at you. You were zoning out."

"Hm."

I stand up.

"Where are you going?" Niall asks.

"Just out. I won't be long." I say. "Hopefully." I add under my breath.

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"Ok, where did she live?" I mutter to myself.

Now, I know what you're thinking. 'What the heck is she doing?' Well, to answer your question, l'm going to find the woman that gave us directions back to our hotels when I was lost with Louis all those weeks ago.

'She's crazy!' you think.

Yeah, I know.

So far, all I have managed to get just as lost as I was when we asked her for directions that one afternoon.

I wander around for a few more minutes when my luck suddenly turns around on me. I find myself in the exact alley. I smile to myself and start looking for her door.

"Are you looking for someone, hon?"a voice says from behind me. I nearly jump out of my skin.

I quickly spin around and see the old lady sitting on her doorstep.

"Oh thank god I found you!" I say walking toward her.

"Um, I would say I found you, but whatever makes you happy." she says.

"Um, well, uh, I was just wondering, well this is going to sound crazy but,"

"How did I do it? Of course you'd want to know." she cuts me off. My mouth drops. So it was her! "Come inside, I don't want to be outside for this." She stands up and opens her door.

I timidly follow her inside.

My mouth drops open when I see inside.

It's exactly what you'd think a witch's house would look like. It was dark with navy blue cotton curtains with little crescent moons and stars scattered here and there on them. There was an indigo carpet on the floor, and it stopped in front of the kitchen. The kitchen was all retro style though, and didn't go with he rest of the house. The cabinets were painted a dark blue and the counter-tops were blue marble.

There was a pile up dishes stacked in the sink and a half eaten sandwich on the counter.

I wrinkle my nose up in disgust and then take a look around the rest of the house.

 There was another room in the front that looked like a shop. There was a little counter that had a cash register on top of it.

The woman led me to a little room off to the side. She digs into her pocket.