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two

~Breanna's P.O.V

I bit another piece of my half eaten apple while semi-running to my bedroom. It's one-thirty in the afternoon and I had forgotten all about the plans today. I slept in, waking up to Caitlyn blowing up my phone with voicemails. The first message I listened from her she was yelling at me through the phone receiver telling me to wake up or there'll be consequences. As I opened my closet door, I looked into it pushing clothes over and pulling certain shirts off the hangers.

Throwing another pair of jeans and a shirt on my bed, I turn to look at the outfits. They were really casual; I didn't need to get dressed up so they were good enough. There was a shirt with blue large stripes on it going horizontal, from then I simply squeezed into a plain pair of jeans. I was still in my colourful socks trying to find which shoes would fit the outfit perfectly. It wasn't long until I just slipped on black flats, it wasn't much. Just a simple outgoing outfit.

Quickly I walked out my bedroom throwing my light blue jean jacket on, and swinging my small bag over my torso. I grabbed my car keys, house keys, cellphone and jabbed then all in my bag. There wasn't much time left, I needed to be at the front of the mall entrance. Louis and I'll be meeting there wandering around the mall, most likely in silence. I'll have a high chance of starting a conversation with him. It doesn't even have to be a complicated talk, it can just be a small conversation like, "hey wanna go get some pizza?" something that simple.

Just as fast as I'm in my car, I'm in front of the mall looking around for any sign of Louis. A part of me thought that he was not coming at all, that is until I saw a group of girls creating a group over someone, screeching. There was flashes of their phones and cameras as they smiled taking photos of them and Louis. I walk over to the group, waiting until Louis is finished up; he soon notices me.

"Hi, Louis." I force a smile, hoping he'll return one to not make anything suspicious.

"Oh Breanna, I was waiting for you. Let's go." He says smiling one of the fakest smiles ever.

We both head inside the mall leaving the girls behind us in curiosity, they end up following behind Louis and I.

Today i was expecting an arrogant, uneasy Louis but it was the complete opposite suprisingly. The both of us had went walking in and out of stores pretending as if we were interested in certain items, the clothes we looked at were nice but some better looking than others. Some girls were still following us throughout the mall, I had an uncomfortable feeling about it. It was possibly how violent they were just to see one member of a band, they'd literally do anything to talk to them. Many of the girls who had been following behind us like a lost dog asked Louis questions like, "is she your new girlfriend?", or things like "will you please follow my twitter? it'd mean the world to me!"

Louis only talked to me when the screaming girls were behind him, after they left he never made an effort to say anything to me. Of course, he only did this to make it believable. Like he didn't dislike me.

"What have I even done to you?" I finally say stopping dead in my tracks.

Louis turns around furrowing his eyebrows together, "What? Nothing."

"Then what the hell is your problem with me, Louis." If he doesn't have a problem with me there is no reason for him to just ignore me and act like I'm not there. I've done nothing to him so he can cut his shit, I'm done with having to deal with him being so annoying and arrogant. "You obviously have a problem with me, so what is it?"

He shakes his head leaning his body against a wall besides a accessory store. "You wouldn't understand." His head is bowed down, he's staring at his shoes.

"Whatever, okay." I shrug the problem off my shoulder, walking away with Louis trailing behind me.

Whatever the hell it is i shouldn't have to care anymore, he's doing this purposely then. There's a possibility that he's only acting this way toward me is to piss me off, if that's the case he has suceeded. There's no point in trying with him anymore if he's just so hard to cope with. One thing that I'm gonna have to find out from Modest! is why they were looking for a beard for him. Maybe if someone told me I'd understand why he's so angry with me? Am I a cover up for any relationship he actually has? Is he suppose to have some type of reputation, is he suppose to be known as a womanizer of some sort? Well, it seems like those are some of the only reasons I'm sure to understand.

The both of us were to stay at the mall until six, it was currently around the time of three. There is nothing to do and I'm just completely bored out of my fucking mind. We haven't eaten yet, so we might as well go get a pizza or something. I'm sort of starving.

He catches up beside me still following me, "Lunch?" He asks quietly.

I nod, we quickly find a food court and get some pizza. We run into a few fans but I just sat down at a table waiting for louis to come back and sit down with me. I was half way done with my pizza when he comes back sitting down in front of me. He starts on his pizza, he scrunched up his face when he notices his food wasn't as warm anymore. A sigh leaves his mouth while he only eats the crust on the pizza.

His phone lights up, the name Harry is lit up on the screen. The corner of his lips turn upward and in a flash he answers the phone. "Harry, can I call you back later on? I'm out." He simply says before hanging up.

"You guys seem close." I say.

Louis shrugs, "Yeah. He's a good friend..." He trails off resting his head on his hand, "I'm sorry I'm such a dick, I don't mean to be one. It's just that I'm a little on edge lately."

"Can I ask why?"

"I don't know, Caitlyn says I should learn to trust you more." He says swishing his mouth side to side.

"Who am I gonna tell? My pillow?" I laugh trying to make a joke out of it, and sure enough he laughs at my joke.

He shakes his head, "I want this contract to be over already, Breanna." He sighs loudly fixing his posture in the chair he sat across from me. "Then I'll be free."

It somewhat confused me when he said he'd be free. What would he be free from? After that, I was very curious on what he mean't by that. Throughout the day Louis has talked to me about certain things, I wasn't listening as much. He'd be free after the contract. What was he? Some kind of puppet to his managers?

a/n; hello. this chapter is probably short but whatever, hopefully you enjoy it. this chapter was just basically about louis and breanna's relationship strengthening, but yeah. please vote, comment, and give me a fan? it means so much to me, you don't understand. thank you. xx :)