Around My Heart In 80 Days.

Chapter 2

Hey readers! heres chapter 2 i hope you guys like it! its actually really longer than i expected!! thanks to the few people who have supported this story so far! i hope this is not a dissapointing chapter and i hope you enjoy! xx I want to shout out to LiloLovin! because she is in love with this story so far! and she left me some very lovely comments!! Thanks for fanning love! you won't be disappointed in where this goes! thanks xo OH IMPORTANT NOTE: do you guys think i should so a chapter in Louis POV or just stick to Harry? because i really have no clue what i should do!! COMMENT PLEASSEE!!

Chapter 2

The next morning I wake up with a killer migraine. I get out of bed and walk into the bathroom to get some pills. I did way too much thinking last night. Even when Louis’s not with me he still manages to hurt me. Today I can't worry about Louis though. Today is the day our class leaves for Rome. I'm too excited to worry. I have this morning to pack and get ready before we meet back at the school tonight. Our flight doesn't leave until 10 o'clock. The flight time to Rome is about 2 hours. We should be in Rome by midnight, which will technically be 1 o'clock their time. I pack my luggage with 2 weeks full of outfits. I make sure to add extra socks and a sweater. I line the top of my suitcase with several pairs of shoes and some extra sunglasses. I throw a scarf and beanie in my bag just incase. Then I move onto my carry on bag. I pack a few books, my iPod, my phone and my laptop. I finally finish packing by dinnertime. I have to be back at school for 7:30. I eat quickly and call my parents to say a swift goodbye. I leave for the school at 7:15. I get there and sign in with our professor. It turns out we're carpooling to the airport since not everyone owns their own cars. I get in my car and wait around to see if anyone will need a ride. It's 7:27 and almost everyone is already left for the airport. At 7:28 my driver’s door swings open. I turn my head and see Louis standing there. He tries to smile at me and I flinch at his attempt. He reaches in the car and starts pushing me into the passengers seat.

"What the hell are you doing this is my car," I argue. He sits down in the drivers seat and shuts the door.

"We’re carpooling idiot," he retorts.

"Ya I know but why the fuck do you get to drive my car?" I ask astounded.

"Because I always drive," he snorts.

"Well always ends today. Move your ass," I say pushing him back out the door.

"Argh no," he pushes back.

"Umph yes," I push him again. This lasts for a few minutes and we endlessly push each other. I soon realize that we are going to be late. It's now 7:35 and we are the only ones left at the school. I stop pushing him and give up.

"Fine you can drive considering you already made us late," I sigh. He turns the car on and steps on the gas. He wheels us out of the parking lot at a hundred miles an hour. As soon as we hit the road he slows down by about 20 clicks. I look over at him ad inspect his driving. He has both hands nervously clenched on the steering wheel and he's staring hard at the road in front of him.

"Louis have you drove a car before?" I ask nervously.

"Of course I have... a few times," he mutters.

"A few times! Why did you want to drive so badly than? This isn't safe!" I yell.

"Stop yelling your going to make me crash," he says not taking his eyes off the road.

"No you driving slower than my grandmother is going to make us crash!" I scream. He flinches at my harsh tone. I suddenly feel like an ass for yelling at him. How can he do that to me? He's a complete jerk to me but when I fight back I feel like the asshole. How does that work? I sigh and lean back in the car seat.