The Rogue | Louis Tomlinson

Chapter 11

Amelia Rogers

Lily steps out of the bathroom wearing only a pair of cream-colored laced bra and undies and a towel over her head.

Ignoring my presence, she turns on the blower and she begins drying her hair. She turns to me and makes an assessment of my appearance and I earn a confused look from her followed by her laughter.

"What?" I ask, grabbing my phone from my bed. I guess there's isn't a need to send Louis my reply to his DM.

"You look...red? Flushed? What happened while I was in the bathroom?" She asks giddily.

Oh you know, a famous singer just dropped by and apologized to me. He was just from your favorite band. No biggie.

"Just got the pizza!" I wave the glass of pepsi in front of her.

She raises her eyebrow at me, mentally saying that she isn't quite convinced that it's the pizza I'm happy about. "No, that's not it." She puts her blower down.

"I know you love pizza but you look really flushed. Did the pizza boy ask for your number? Is he cute?" She almost drops the hair brush but she catches it.

How do I simply put that Louis Tomlinson, front man of her favorite band, was here not too long ago? That's pretty hard to do.

"No," I scoff, "and you should know that I don't give my number to complete strangers." I reply kind of bluntly, taking another gulp from my Pepsi.

"Okay then. You just blush because you like to blush. That, or you put some blush on to impress a pizza guy." She responds quickly, shrugging.

I lean on the door frame. I drink from my glass of soda and I open my twitter app. I immediately go to Louis's profile but he hasn't tweeted anything yet. I furrow my eyebrows. Of course he hasn't, he just left. But he's probably got one of those pocket wifi's and he can probably post anything at anytime.

"I suddenly feel so low about this whole Louis Tomlinson thing. I never knew he could be so rude." Lily suddenly points out and I snap my attention towards her. Are we gonna go over this again?

Well, he doesn't seem rude to me now. After seeing him outside our doorstep, he seems kind of considerate and sweet. He really had to follow the pizza guy just to say sorry. Okay, that sounds a little creepy but it was just a coincidence. I mean, he just saw Lily's name and thought that following the delivery guy would be great help to find me so that he could apologize. It wasn't like he paid anyone to stalk me.

I'm just not sure if I should believe that story of his. But it did seem like he was telling the truth. I mean, why waste time on someone you barely know?

Thank God Lily didn't come out of the bathroom just yet, she would have tackled him while she was half naked.

"If I ever see him, I'd beat his ass for you." She says and I raise my head back at her, confused by what she just said.

"What? Why?" Just a few hours ago she was sort of on his side when she saw Louis' DMs of apologizing to me about all the twitter drama he says he's caused me.

"Well, he's been so arrogant. You read the tweet."

"I showed you the DMs right? He said it was his band mates who tweeted it." I argue back. Now she hates him? "And didn't you say you think he's telling the truth that it wasn't him who tweeted that asshole tweet?" I ask.

"Yeah, but I was doing a lot of thinking in the shower. He could have just apologized because of his image and not really mean it. And he must have told you that it was his friends who tweeted it for a loop hole!" Lily exclaims, pulling a shirt over her head.