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It's Wednesday again. 

I've spent the last few days moping. Ever since I saw Stephanie's text to Louis, I've felt an overwhelming sadness that I just cannot stop feeling.

Heartbreak, you could call it.

I bite back sobs all afternoon. I can't bear to see Louis' perfect face and smile. I go from hating him to wanting nothing more than to be with him in a month. How fast the night changes. 

As I'm packing up my stuff after our session ends, Louis taps me on the shoulder. I feel bolts  of electricity run through my body at his touch. 

"It's about time we meet up somewhere other than this library to talk about something other than chemistry," Louis says. His high-pitched voice is so endearing; it kills me. "How about my house this Saturday?"

"I would love to," I find myself saying, disbelief washing over me as I speak the words. I spend the whole week crying over Louis, and now I jump at the chance to inflict even more pain on myself? Who am I these days? 

"Sure! Is 1 a good time for you?" he asks. Always so polite. Stephanie doesn't deserve him, I can't help but think.

"Yeah," I respond. God, why am I doing this to myself? 

"See you then!" Louis chirps as he walks out the door. He's so cute. I smile to myself as I watch him go. 

I'm so whipped.

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