Keeps Getting Better (1D FanFiction)

Move On

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I don't have any ideas these days that's horrible lol

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“We ignore them.” Lucy said serious, “Now, let’s just sleep. Tomorrow’s going to be a long day.” She added and we went to bed.

Louis’s POV

“Guys we totally messed up!” I said walking nervous around the room. 

The others sitting on the couch looked at me worried.

“What should we do?” Liam asked frustrated.

“I don’t know, but we can’t lose them!” I replied.

“This all happens because we didn’t tell them about the band.” Harry said sad.

“If we told them from the begging this wouldn’t have happened…” Niall began.

“…but then they would run away from us or just like us because we’re famous…” I added.

“That’s better than being without them!” Liam said angry.

“We can’t lose them. We have to do something!” Zayn added.

“They hate us!” Harry said with a very sad voice.

“What should we do?” Liam asked again.

“We need to tell them we’re sorry and we should never have lie to them.” I said.

“Like I said before, they hate us, so they won’t listen to us.” Harry explained.

“They will have to listen to us if the whole world does…” I said with a smile.

“What do you mean?” Niall asked a bit confused.

“Oh…he has an idea…” Harry said getting up from the couch. 

“Oh I do! The whole world will know that we’re sorry and that we miss them!” I said with a very good plan, “They’ll love us!”

“Hope you’re right!” Liam said hopefully. 

~~~Next Morning~~~

Lucy’s POV

I woke up at 6am with a total headache. I got up from my pink bed, leaving the others, who were still sleeping. I walked to my bathroom and looked into the mirror. I looked awful. I looked a bit at my face. I had small bags under my eyes. They’re probably because I cried so much last night when everyone was still asleep. It was hard to smile. I couldn’t even put a fake smile at my face. I knew it was a bad idea to tell him my feelings. I knew it’ll turn out to be a horrible idea. I took a quick shower. When I was done I put a towel around my body and walked to my closet. I put my underwear on and looked at the closet to see what I should wear. I pulled my red skinny jeans out and a blue shirt with a little white monster on it. I put them on and looked at the mirror again. I was still sad even with my new cloths. I didn’t care. I need to look adorable. I brush my hair and made it straight. I put my make-up on and looked then in my mirror again. Now I looked hot. What a relief. I walked to my bed and woke the others up. They yawned and got of the bed. They smiled when they saw my cloths. 

They run into the bathroom to make their hair and make-up. They all made their hair curly. They got their bags with their new cloths out and pulled some of their new clothes on. 

Zara her new yellow skinny jeans and her black/yellow T-shirt with “You can look but can’t touch” print on it. She put a leather jacket on and her black converses on. 

Alisha put her new mini jeans rock on and a purple top with her black boots.

Avery just put a pair or black leggings and a red tunic on. She run to see herself in the mirror.

Bella put a pair of blue skinny jeans on and a pink T-shirt with a “Daddy’s Girl” print on it, with her pink boots. Yes that girl has pink boots.

“Ready?” I asked still fixing my hair.

“Yes, we are. Let’s go school.” Zara said getting her bag.

“Yes. Let me just grab my bad and phone…” I run the other side of my room and got them. I looked at my phone and it stood: 23 new massages.

I looked shocked at the monitor, but then I realized that they all were from Louis. I didn’t even want to see what he wrote so I just deleted them all.

“Ok, I’m ready. Let’s Go.” I said putting my phone back in my bag.

We walked down stairs and we saw my mom in the kitchen cooking.

“Honey, do you girls want something to eat?” My mom asked sweet.

“No thanks mom, we’ll just buy coffee by the way to school.” I said giving her a kiss on the cheek and walking away with the others.

We talked about school and homework by the way to school. We bought our coffee and got into our school. We walked to our classroom, put our bags on the ground and sat on the tables. We talked the next 20 min. till someone came in. 

It was them. All 5 came in and looked at us a bit sad. We looked away and continued with the talking. They sat on their seats, still watching us.

It irritated me. I can’t stand it when someone looks at me like that. I tried not to pay attention at that, but his blue eyes stared at me the whole time.

“Would you stop staring at me like that?” I asked all angry.

“You know we have to talk about that…” He said quite.

“There’s nothing to talk about. You lied to me and had secrets from me and I broke up with you. Deal with that!” I explained.

“I’m sorry…” He said.

“…oh and don’t worry. I’m not so bad that I tell your secrets to other people.” I said turning my head to the other side.

He just looked sad at me and then looked at his book.

I couldn’t stop thinking of the fact that he actually lied to me.

I really start to hate him again.

After all the others students came into the classroom the class started.

The think that annoyed me the whole time was the fact that the boys watched the whole time the girls. I wanted to just walk to them and tell them to turn around, but I couldn't.

The drama that we had at the begging of the time we met began again, just that this time he loves me and I don’t. Maybe I hate him even more then I did before.

After the class was over walked straight throw the door, but he hold my shoulder so I couldn’t run away.

“What do you want Louis?” I asked without turning to face him. I knew he was the one who hold me. 

“We need to talk!” He said normal, without many emotions.

“Like I said before; there isn’t anything to talk about. It’s over. Just move on.” I said still not turning to face him, because I felt like I’m going to cry. I don’t know why I just wanted to cry.

“Why won’t you listen to me?” He asked sad. 

“…because I don’t want to hear your voice again!” I yelled at him and run away. He just stood there like yesterday when I dumped him.