Stuck in Perfection (Louis Tomlinson) /discontinued/

Chapter 5

My parents are forcing me to go out with Liam. Yes, Liam is very sweet and fun to talk to. But that doesn't mean I want to date him. I'm perfectly fine being single.

Liam is a model for the "perfect boy" in my parents' eyes. Liam is a handsome boy with well known parents. He has good manners and good grades. Most of all his family has a perfect record. People like the Paynes. That's what really matters.

My mum and dad want me to date him. I don't even think Liam will ask me out. It isn't possible. Plus he'll have to ask my father. That's just... Yikes.

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I woke up to the sound of bushes rustling outside. I jolted up out of my bed and ran to the window. Yeah, dumb move when you hear something outside. My room is on the second floor so I doubt anyone can reach my window.

The big bush under my window moved slightly. "Hello?" I call out. I try to be quiet so I don't wake my parents or sister. Even though it would be a good idea to get some help if there's someone outside our house.

"Psst!" I hear from down below. I look down and wait a minute. "Zoey!" the person calls up to me.

Shaking slightly with fear I say, "W-who's there?"

The bush shakes a little and then a figure cones out into the opening. It's a male and he looks a bit familiar. Though, I can't really tell considering it's dark outside.

"Louis? Is that you?" I ask. I squint a little to get a better look. Yes, it's definitely Louis. He looks tired. What is he doing here at 2:30 in the morning?!

"Yes. Can you do me favour?" he says, sounding urgent.

"What is it?"

"Come down here. We need to talk."

He doesn't wait for me to respond. He turns around and disappears back into the darkness. I slip into my slippers and robe, then quietly go downstairs. I disarm the security system and open my back door.

When I open the door, I see that Louis is standing there. I jump a little, startled. "Um... hi. What did you need to talk to me about?" I say, awkwardly.

He grabs my hand and says, "Trust me."

I'm still pretty skeptical, but I decide to trust him. He takes me further into my backyard and sits me down on one of the many sofas. I'm getting pretty worried here. What in the world is so important that he has to come over here at 2:30am?!

He sits down next to me. "I have something to tell you."

"What?" I ask. "Please tell me, Louis. It's past two in the morning. What's so important?"

"I have to tell you this before anything. You seem like a cool chick, sorta. But we technically can't be friends. You're parents will never allow it."

"Why not? Is it because of our mums? I don't think my parents will mind if I'm friends with Jay's son."

"No, Zoey. It's not because of our mums. It's because of me."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm what you'd called...shunned from socialising with people like you. Well at least that's how you parents will see it," Louis says.

"What? Why?" I ask. Oh no. This isn't good at all.

He shrugs. "I'm different. I don't act like the kind of kid that belongs in a 'perfect' family."

I nod slowly. "So my mum and dad will never accept you?"

"Absolutely not. I'm sorry Zoey. I know it's stupid to tell you this so late but... I don't know. I just thought I should tell you. I'll go now." Louis starts to get up, but I stop him.

"No, don't go. Actually, I don't care what my parents think of you. They don't have to know we're friends. Who I like has nothing to do with them," I say. And I mean my words. I feel odd saying them. I never defy my parents. I never hide anything from them.

What's happening to me?

"Are you sure? I mean that's pretty big for someone like you..." Louis trails off.

"Stop saying that!" I snap. He gives me a confused face. "Stop saying 'people like you'. I'm not like them all, okay?"

"I'm not so sure about that. You seem to be a lot like them. You so everything your parents say. You're even starting to go out with a boy who's completely accepted by them. Sorry, Zoey, but you're exactly like them all."

I'm getting so frustrated with him. He has no clue what he's talking about! I know that I'm different than all the people I'm forced to be like.

"I'm not though," I insist.

"Any you see? Yes you are. I admit you're a little cooler than most, but you're the exact same," Louis tells me.

And suddenly I let my rage get a hold of me. My frustration over takes me. I lean in and kiss him right on the lips. And he kisses me back. I've never kissed anyone before. Ever. But it's nice. Especially with Louis. I like it.

I break the kiss and rush back towards my house. I hear a faint, "Zoey! Come back!" But I don't turn back. I hurry into my house and reset the alarm system. I tiptoe/run into my room and jump into bed.

I cannot believe what just happened.