Fall

Chapter Nine

/VERONICA’S POV/

Mom’s not home. Wonder where she went.

I left Lou’s house at eight after we slept some more. I refilled my polaroid camera there and took one photo of their enormous house.

Louis has this list of activities for erm, us, like meeting friends and shit. The first thing on the list was the breakfast which we had on their house, and then this.

We’re decorating my bed room.

Before we decorate my room, I microwaved a bunch of pizza rolls and then changed my clothes in a pair of shorts and a star wars shirt.

As the microwave beeps trough the room, Louis’s leaning beside the kitchen nook, having a bite of a pizza roll.

“23 pizza rolls!” he yelled. Damn pizza rolls. I walked to the kitchen and eat some, too, glancing at Louis stuffing three at a time.

“So, we’re going to decorate or we’re going to eat? You choose.” I asked. He looked at me, chewing another one and left me on the room. “Upstairs, please!” he yelled.

We took a good three hours to decorate and clean my room, and adding stuffs like the hanging ropes or shit for the pictures to dry out. We also made a box where I will be storing the pictures. It has a note that says ‘open and look at this every day. V’ and has a signature of me. We also synced the recordings to my laptop, and of course taking a snap of this moment, with Lou’s face covered in his beanie, jokingly biting my shoulder.

“Smile!” I clicked the button, letting the camera print out the photo.

I was busy jotting down the things I did on my journal, while Louis’s just checking out some of my things that I need or something.

“Veronica, dear, can you give me a sharpie and a post-it?” Louis asked. I pulled out a sharpie and gave him the post-it stack.

“So, you need to consider those sticky notes okay? It’s important.” He said, putting the last sticky note on the box filled with shits that Lou made. The note says ‘to make you feel better. Open if you feel sad.’

Louis glanced back at me, then giving me a peck on the cheek.

“Love, don’t open it today, open it if you have nightmares, or stuff. Or if you are sad.” I nodded and he left me in my room, saying that he’s gonna finish the pizza rolls that we left on the kitchen.

I looked for a particular box, and found it in the bottom of my closet.

‘sad items’ it says on the sticky note.

I opened the box, and took louis’s notes from yesterday and from the other day and put it to the special box. I didn’t bother stuffing my face on that box, as per the note says ‘sad’.

I changed to my jeans and to my tank top, doing a messy bun on my hair.

I don’t remember dip-dying it. But hey, it looks good!

“Where are we going next?” I asked Louis as I make my way to the kitchen.

I saw the plate of pizza rolls empty, and then looking back at Louis. “Sorry, love. Pizza rolls.” He said letting out a light chuckle.

“Did you have your stuffs now?” he asked.

“You mean my camera, my journal, and my voice recorder? Yeah. Where are we going anyways?”

“Meeting friends.”

We locked up our house again and drove a few blocks away from here, finding us in a house that blasts music so loud. Sounds like a party.