The Change {Louis Tomlinson~AU~PUNK~}

Chapter 6: Whats Wrong With Me?

hallo, jongens. hopen dat het verhaal gaat geweldig. (Dutch for- Hello guys. Hope the story is going great.)

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*LOUIS' POV*

After I think of all that just happened I start my drive home.

Why is Jesse crying though?

This irks me, not being able to know why she was crying.

I bet my stress level is high now.

I make a U turn and drive back to Jesse's house.

As I arrive I get out of my car, walk to the door, and knock.

At first I don't hear anyone coming so I knock again.

She opens the door, revealing tear stained cheeks and red poofy eyes.

She's still crying. It took me an hour to think what happened through a few minutes ago. She has been crying a while then.

"What do you want?" She questions.

"To see if..." I trail off.

"What, to see what?" She questions again.

I shrug and say, "Dunno."

She slams the door in my face. Dang. Why'd she do that?

*JESSE'S POV*

Louis knocks on the door and I open it.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"To see if..." He trails off, looking slightly scared and confused.

"What, to see what?" I ask again.

He shrugs with no exact emotion and acting like nothing is happening says, "Dunno."

I get angry and slam the door in his face.

He's being stupid and a jerk.

"Come on Jesse, open up!" He yells for me to hear.

I shake my head no and say,"No."

"Why?" He asks.

I would expect him to be a lot more of a jerk but he's acting as confused as I am.

I walk back to the door a creek it open just a little so only he can see my left eye.

He looks up with a puzzled look on his face and it instantly vanishes when he notices I can see him.

"Can you just leave?" I ask with pain clear in my voice.

"Ok I'll go!" He says slightly raising his voice. He's angry now.

I close the door and run upstairs to my room to cry more.

*LOUIS' POV*

What's wrong with me?

Why do I have to be a jerk sometimes? Well because that's just who I am.

*NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL*

*LOUIS' POV*

I wonder how Jesse is doing today? Why THE HECK AM I THINKING OF HER?!

I grab my hair and pull. Ever since yesterday I've been thinking of her. I've even had a dream about her. She's driving me crazy!

I'm in 3rd period, pulling my hair, and have my eyes closed shut.

"Hey, mate, what's wrong?" Asks Harry as he puts a hand on my shoulder.

I shake my head and say, "Nothing, nothing at all."

"Come on, I know you. You're lying." He says. I am still tugging at my hair with my eyes shut. I'm so stressed.

I have next period with her.

I shake my head and don't answer.

The bell saves me and I take a deep breath, preparing myself to see her face again.

I walk into my 4th period class. I'm the first person. Quite unusual for me.

I sit at my seat and wait.

The next person in is Jesse.

As she spots me her eyes go wide. She walks to sit by me. We have assigned seats so she has no choice.

She stays quiet and keeps looking at anything but me. I pout.

She usually says something rude to me and takes a few glances at me.

This causes me more stress.

My anger quickly steams.

"DAMN YOU! WHY WONT YOU TALK TO ME!?!?" I yell.

She still doesn't look or talk.

I get up from my seat walk to the front of her desk and slam my palm on her desk and yell, "TALK! SAY SOMETHING, PLEASE?!?!"

She jumps at the sound from me slamming my palm. She finally looks at me. She's looking deep into my eyes.

"Can you calm down?" She asks in a small voice.

That's it.

I grab her arm, lift her up from her seat and drag her out of the classroom taking her outside to the football (soccer) field.

"Dammit, DONT PISS ME OFF! Now please tell me why you were crying yesterday after, after-" I cut myself off.

She starts crying again.

Seriously, what's wrong with me?

"I-I, can't t-tell y-you." She says, stuttering.

"Please, try me." I say in a sarcastic tone.

"CAN YOU PLEASE STOP BEING SUCH AN ASS?!IVE DONE NOTHING TO YOU, YOU BASTARD!" She yells in my face, making her tears run more.

She starts walking away.

"Sorry, now please tell me?" I ask again.

She makes a frustrated sound and turns on her heel.

"Because, I'm fucking confused." She answers.

"Confused about what?" I urge her further.

"EVERYTHING! You being a jerk to me, then you kissed me. And I don't know what to think of you anymore. I think, UGHHH!" She says in a frustrated tone. She's pulling her hair with her eyes shut tight. She's reminding me of myself from last period a few minutes ago.

I grab both her wrists, and drop them to her sides.

I wrap my arms around her waist causing her to gasp.

I lean down to her hight and kiss her lips.

I run my tongue along her bottom lip, asking for entrance, she opens her lips to my surprise.

Our tongues dance together.

I'm still completely confused.

It starts to rain.

I lift both of my hands to hold her face.

She's still crying.

I feel the sparks in the kiss. Her lips are so soft.

I can't help but to still think 'What's wrong with me'?

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Guys, by the way, Jesse rode the bus to school this day.

You'll find out why I didn't want her driving to school that day.