Chapter 7 Bad Memories

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Chapter 7 Bad Memories

*Abigail/Abby's POV*

"You're such an idiot Harry" he does not understand life.

"You know I can hear you guys right?" Louis said as he came to us.

"Oh" I said.

"I know" Harry grinned. I rolled my eyes and threw one more snowball at him.

"Hey!" He said.

"I WIN!" I yelled as I put my hands up in victory.

"No! I do! Because I got bonus points for hitting a couple" he smirked and I threw a snowball at him. In the balls.

"Now I win" I grinned as he fell on the ground.

"You broke the rules!" Harry yelled.

"So?" I shrugged.

"Therefore, I win!" he said.

"Louis! What are you doing? I told you to tell them to come inside! " Liam said as he came out.

"Yeah, I got distracted" Lou said.

"By someone *cough* Abby *cough*" Harry said.

"I swear to god, I'll throw another snowball right there if you say something like that again" I warned Harry, who was still lying in the snow. Looks like I aimed very well.

"Ok! I'll shut up!" he said as he stood up.

"Ok, guys, quit playing around, we have to go to rehearsals now! We're going to be late!" Liam ordered and we all went inside.

All I had in my mind was when Louis and I stared into each other's eyes. I miss seeing his sparkling eyes when I was dating him or even before we dated a few years ago. They're still beautiful and they will always stay beautiful.

Oh no, Harry is right.

"I know now. You do still like Louis, but you just can't see it. Don't worry Abby, you will see it one day" Harry told me.

That 'one day' is happening right now.

I still like Louis William Tomlinson.

That curly haired boy is a fortune teller, I swear.

*****

I watched the guys rehearsing their tour. I swear, I did not sign up to come here, I was force to. I don't get it. I'm 19 years old, I'm sure I can stay in a house by myself. You know what, I just want to sleep!

I then got comfortable on the couch and closed my eyes.

As soon as I was about to fall asleep, a LOUD noise came out of no where.

I screamed as I fell on the ground.

Laughter then filled the room.

"JOSH!" I yelled as I got up and walked towards him. Everyone started to say 'ooh'.

"Don't. Ever. Do. That. Again" I said through gritted teeth and grabbed his drum sticks and walked off.

"I need those you know!" he said.

I threw the drum sticks behind me and left the room.

"Idiots trying to disturb my sleeping" I mumbled to myself.

I walked outside in the freezing weather. I don't care if it's cold. I just need some time alone. Everyone needs that. Especially if you're living with boys.

They must be looking for me......whatever. I don't care if they're worried about me. That's revenge for not letting me sleep!

"AHHH!" I yelled as I was about to take another step but slipped.

"Ow" I said to myself. My butt hurts. Stupid snow.

"Need a hand?" I looked up and saw a dark haired boy. Why does he look so familiar.

"No, it's fine" I said as I got up but slipped again. He caught me as I was about to hit the ground.

Why am I so clumsy?

"Sorry" I said and blushed.

"It's fine love" he said.

As I stood up properly, we looked at each other for a while.

Think Abby, think! Who is this guy? Why does he look so familiar?

"Abby? Is that you?" He said. How the hell does he know my name!?

Who the hell is this- oh my god.

"D-Drake?"

"A-Abby, I haven't seen you since-"

"Stay a-away from me D-Drake" I said as the everything came back to me.

"Abby! It's not what you-"

"Go away from me!" I said and I ran off going back to the studio. I tried to run really fast, but couldn't, because the path was too slippery. Stupid snow!

I finally arrived at the studio and ran into their room. I could already feel the tears starting to come out.

"Abby! Where were-"

"NIALL!" I ran up to him and immedietly hugged him and cried.

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So if you forgot who Drake was, he was Abby's school bully when she was 12 years old. It was on my previous book on chapter 21 if you're wondering. It was a flashback before she was about to cut herself.

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