207 Days.

eight.

~a.n.

Next one is the last chapter. Oh shit.

Thank you Kayla and Sam for reading! Love you guys xxxx

My head was still numb from the joint I had just enjoyed to myself. I was always against that. Drugs in general. You were too.

But I'm standing here in the spot we had our first kiss. It was raining that night. There weren't this many cars out that night.

I'm not even sure how I got here tonight. I hear the cars honk as they pass. Maybe I should stand back a little?

I can feel your lips on mine, just like that first night. I feel you but you're nowhere around. Why did you leave me? Why couldn't I go with you? Can I come now?

Another car zooms past, my coat flies back and I take a small step forward. I feel the rain drop on my cheek, or is that another tear?

The horn blares. My eyes are squeezed shut. I hear the man shout. I see your face.

Why didn't you take me with you?

Why couldn't you kiss me back?

I take another small step forward as I hear the next car approaching.

"Are you fucking insane?!" I hear the familiar voice. "Go home Louis." Niall says before he gets back into his car.

So much for an easy way out.

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I thought getting high would get you off my mind but I spent a few hours standing in the middle of the street wishing you would kiss me. Or that a car would hit me.