here's another chappie for you beautiful readers! :)
just so you all know i'm not quite sure when i can upload next again. It might be soon enough or a bit late. i'll be leaving for Manchester this Saturday night to see my brother and help him pack and fix some school stuff from his univ. hall and probably check out some university brochures and all that for my own Uni preparations! HAHA! Hoping i get time to upload while i'm doing such things. I should be back in London with my brother by Tuesday though, then all of us siblings are finally reunited in our hometown <3 haha! i will promise to upload 2 chapters by the time i get back from Manchester!
Enjoy reading! :D
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CHAPTER 22
EMILY POV
*sound of spoon and forks falling*
My eyes shot up, did I really just hear the sound of what seemed like utensils falling or was I dreaming? I was half awake and confused. I was probably dreaming. Besides, I dreamt of eating in a restaurant…..
My stomach growled. HA HA. I really am hungry. I got up, washed my face and made my way down the stairs
As soon as I got down, I heard some kitchen cupboards close. I peeked in to the kitchen to find, of course, Louis, the only person who has a key to my house besides me. I was quite unsure if I should show myself to him or not. I wanted to talk to him but I felt guilty for what I had done last night. Aaahh, whatever!
“Lou?” I said softly
He turned around startled “Ems!” he smiled sympathetically “Did you just get up now? And oh, I’m sorry for entering”
“Uhm yeah. I just got up now and it’s fine, but what are you doing here this early?”
“Oh err, ummm…” he took my hand and pulled me toward the dining table.
I saw some really delicious-looking sandwich and green salad. There was also a bouquet of lovely pink, yellow, orange and red roses in a cute green box-looking vase.
“I made you some breakfast” he smiled “I wanted to make you something else but you know sandwiches are the only things i can perfect so i just bought you a salad and coffee to at least make it better"
He was absolutely the sweetest! i threw my arms on Louis, wrapping him in a hug
“aw thanks, Lou! I need this right now, I’m starving!” he hugged me back and giggled as we both took our seats on the table.
I grabbed the vase of flowers and they smelled so good. I noticed there was a card stuck on it
“Hey, Ems! hope you love our peace offering! We are really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really sorry for yesterday! We owe you one :) Love, the lads. Xx”
AWWWWW.
“this is lovely!” I gasped
“I’m glad you love it. The lads really wanted to come over and give it to you personally but they were going to be late for rehearsals” he explained
“Wait, so if they’re in rehearsals, then what are you still doing here?” my eyes grew wide
“I wanted to make sure you were alright and I uhhh… I wanted to talk about last night. Maybe sort out some things” he looked down to his feet
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You Make Me....ME [A Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction]
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