The Best Summer (Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter Twelve

I’ve been walking for a solid 20 minutes, how far could have she gone? I keep walking looking around me I can’t see her anywhere, I saw some rocks going down the cost, they got bigger and bigger as I keep walking, and I finally saw her, she was on a high rock and had painting stuff and she was concentrated on what she was doing, she looked so focus on what she was doing, she didn’t even hear me come closer to her

-Sarah?- she jumped a little

-Jesus Crist Louis! You scared me!-

-I didn’t mean to I’m sorry…-

-how did you find me?-

-my mom saw you leave- I got closer to her and saw what she was painting  -that’s really good-

-thank you-

-can we talk about this? At least let me explain the whole story-

-no need- fuck she won’t listen to me I shit this up -I run into Clara this morning, she told me the story-

-ohh-

-yeah-

-and are you still mad?-

-I was never mad Louis I was… hurt-

-I’m sorry, I really am; tell what I can do to make this right, to be back together-

-no Louis, while I was here I was thinking- she put her brush down -I understand the story, and I believe it… but you still you lied to me, you hurt me even when you told me you would never hurt me, and you know how hard is for me to trust somebody, and I just can’t trust you now- she turned around and look at me -maybe we should just let it here-

-what you mean?-

-I..I…I think we should be friends-

-wha..what? no Sarah please listen to me, I know I fuck up everything because I didn’t told you about Clara, but I.. I think we could have something good here, I really really like you and I know you do too… just please give us another chance-

-I can’t… I do like you a lot too Louis- this can’t be happening, I know I say I don’t care if we were friends but now that I had her I can’t be friends with her I can’t

-okay okay what if we make a deal?-

-what kind of deal?-

-we keep going as friends okay? Until the thing between us get fixed, and when that happens if both of us still want it, we try again, what do you say?-

-sounds like a plan-

I came back, Sarah stayed because she wanted to finish her painting, I was kind of sad, I knew this would happen, well I thought she wouldn’t even talk to me, at least she did, but she could not trust me anymore I knew this would happen, I fucked everything up. It took me around 20 minutes to get back at the cabin, when I got in, I saw the boys, María, Rachel, Kevin, Clara, My mom and Sarah’s mom sitting on the couch

-what’s going on?- I asked while closing the door

-we have to leave for 4 days…-

-what? Where? Why?-

-concert, London-

-but why? This is our brake from tour, and concerts!-

-beneficent, I think we should just do it, it would be 4 days only and we’ll come back-

-well yeah is not that bad-