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Louis:
I met Harry at the bar at 5pm. It was Saturday. I always go to the bar at Saturdays. I mean where else would i go?
"Hey man how many drinks are you having tonight?" i slapped his back. "im thinking of getting as much as i can. Let's play a game whoever drinks the most wins"
My phone started ringing and ringing but i ignored it. Who the fuck would call me? The timing is such shit
"I don't want to drink." Harry refused. Harry? not drinking? That doesn't mix well.
"What are you talking about?" i said taking a sip of my liquor
"Louis, You need to stop. I'm tired of going with you at bars every Saturday. You barely go to the field! This is not the Louis 'im hanging out with!"
"You do talk some shit you know"
"No fuck off Louis listen to me" He threw my glass on the floor. "You need to talk to Desiree."
"Desiree Sethiree I don't give a fuck."
"Listen Louis, She needs you as much as you need her."
"I don't need her" i scoffed
"Enough with your bullshit! She's been in the fields for how many hours! She's there because of you Louis ! For fucks sake Louis ! I'm not taking you anywhere unless its with Desiree."
~
I walked straight to the field and watched the stars glow at the sky. I found Desiree sitting down with her legs on her chest. I watched her head move from angle to angle.
Why did Harry have to bring me here and watch Desiree do boring things with her head. Why was she doing that?
"23 stars" she said to her self. I heard her sniff alot of times. Was she crying? Why? "this is all my fault Louis" my heart sunk when I heard her say that. She was crying because of me?
There was a long pause afterwards until I started to give in
I looked up at the stars and counted them aswell. "24.." i said. Desiree turned around and wiped her tears. Her eyes were all red and puffy. "24... there were 24 stars not 23.." i corrected.
She looked shocked with a smile on her face so i decided to give a small smile too. I spreaded my arms as she reached it for me. She hugged me tightly that the whole world stopped. I didn't hesitate to hug her back. She made my shoulder wet from the endless tears she was giving. But i didn't mind.
"I'm so so sorry Louis." she muffled on my chest.
"I'm sorry too.." i rubbed her back.
"Louis...let's forget about what happened okay? I've missed the old you Louis, I really do."
~
"Remember when you wished for happiness?" i asked
"Yea" she softly smiled
"I wanna make it up to you. I'm gonna make your wish come true." i promised
"Ill make your wish come true" she smiled
"that's not gonna work." i shake my head
"I'll promise it would" she said but i will know for the fact it wouldn't.
~
Desiree:
It's back. I feel better now that Louis' back. Sometimes we would cook breakfast together. The house rules meaned nothing anymore.
But something can't get out of my head. It was Jake. Everytime I go to work he seemed serious with something. I don't know if it was related to Louis or something. Jake changed to.
"Smithie!!" Louis called in his room. I went in his room for the first time? It actually looked familliar I just cant remember when.
"Yea? Oh shit." I went in his room right when he was dressing up. He was shirtless and pantsless(?) At least he had an underwear?
"Can you go out with me?" He asked. I always laugh whenever he says can instead of will or would
"I can but i may not" i joked sounding like an elementary teacher
"Please Desiree. Today's gonna be different." Well someone didn't get my joke.
"Well it is a friday night so yea..." I said still staring.
"Great! Be ready at 8. Wear something formal? Like a dress." he said before i left and i nodded. "oh and Desiree?"
"yeah?"
"Stop staring at my crotch" he smirked which made my face flush in embarassment.
~
"So Desiree.." he said after he finished ordering our food. We were in some formal restaurant. I don't get why here. I mean Louis is not this type of guy.
"So Louis.."
"What's your nickname?" he said tapping his fingers on the table.
"Des"
"How about siree desi erised?" He suggested
"No ew."
"Oh wait i got it!" he threw his hands in the air of his 'idea' "I just remembered......"
"remembered....?"
"Smithie!" he started bursting into laughter. "Because Smithie sounds way better than Des or Desiree or Setheriee!"
"Ha ha very funny Lou."
"What?"
"What?"
"Lou?"
"Yeah isn't that your nickname?"
"Well i guess.."
"That is if you want ouis."
"Ew no."
~
"Thanks for tonight." Louis smiled as he was driving.
"No. Thank you. For everything. Im glad we got this fixed" i smiled and he sighed but smiled again. Was there something bothering him?
"It wouldn't be a night without you..Smithie" he laughed "it's Saturday."
"Yeah..?"
"What's your question?"
"I thought we ended the rules thing?" i asked
"I thought to bring this back."
"Well..how did your girlfriend die? ..if thats okay with you though..."
"It's fine..she was murdered.."
"Oh..im sorry"
"I am too" he sighed. "Desiree, This day is really great because of you and i was thinking... maybe i should tell you everything instead.." he parked his car at our garage.
Is he actually going to say it? What if im not ready? What if it changes the way i see him? Non sense. Nothing would ever change my impression..
Right?
