Dear Bria [z.m.]

Three: Xanasynanti̱thoúme (We Meet Again)

I changed or edited some of the parts in the previous chapter. Instead of Bree being in a VIP hotel, I put her in a VIP restaurant. Hope it won't confused you. And oh, Louis will be here on this chapter with a twist on his character ;)  -c and d xx

"Oh my God, Louis! Eísai Edó̱! (You're here)" I hug my bestfriend once I opened the door of my apartment and didn't have second thought on wrapping my arms around him.

"Don't you ever speak Greek to me, you primadonna girl! I ain't fluent in that language compared to you!" my bestfriend exclaimed at me once we pulled apart and stands there infront of me putting his right hand on his right hip standing like a sassy queen.

"I'm also not fluent, y'know. I just know some words or phrases because remember I had a movie before wherein I was a Greek native?" I retort and he just shakes his head.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Can I please come in now?" he laughs and I nodded then afterwards laughing because my bestfriend really didn't change a bit. He's still the sassy gay thoughtful bestfriend I had back in Los Angeles. Well, we just didn't see each other for a week after I told him that i'll be going and hiding here in Athens but I really miss him being around. He's my second closest guy in my life. First is or was my prince, Zayn.

He then goes in with me leading the way while he pulls his huge white luggage. I lead him to the room beside me. I opened the door and goes in. When he put the luggage just beside the dresser, he goes to me, holds my two hands and pulls me backwards in the bed. We sat down and he looks at me very sincerely. 

"So, how are you and that tattooed guy?" he says and I heavily sighed looking away at him, focusing my gaze to the opened door on our right.

"Horrid" I simply say and look at the ground below me suddenly being fascinated on the fur carpet.

"He is too" I look at him almost immediately because I wanted an update on Zayn now even though it's just days before we saw each other.

He smiles and starts to talk.

"I met up with him just yesterday because our batch in High School got a reunion and I happened to see him. He's in wreck, I conclude. By the way he answered things regarding you when our batchmates were asking him, he still hasn't moved on. I can still see him stifling his cry, trying his hard not to breakdown infront of us. So, that's why I didn't hesitate to go here, you need-" I cut him off and stand up because I know what he'll say. 

"No! Louis! I thought you're my bestfriend! I won't be getting back with him!" my thoughts spoke faster that i've thought. He looks at me quizzically and again shakes his head.

"Really? You don't love him... now?" he looks at disgustingly like i'm a horrible monster infront of him.

"Yes, I mean, No" And that's my cue to cry and run back to my bestfriend hug him and cry. He rubs my back while keeps 'shh-ing' me.

"I knew it. You're lying. You still love him" he concludes everything to me while i'm still crying nonstop from the day I opened that box... up to now.

"Of course, I still love him. I just don't want to talk to him... just now" I say while still bawling my eyes off infront of Louis, my bestfriend.

"Shh... I know. That's why i'm here. I know you need someone while trying to move on with him and while re-evaluating of your life. You can't do this by yourself. I'm here" he smiles at me and gives me thumbs up.

"Thank you. I just don't know how to face and talk to him face to face after what happened back in LA"  I sighed and wiped my tears in my eyes that are streaming down my cheeks.