Undecided [A Louis Tomlinson Fan Fic]

Chapter 7

A/N: This chapter is quite long. So… you have been warned! So hey, I just wanted to ask my lovely readers if they could promote my fan fic? You don’t necessarily have to do it… I just want my story known and out there! This chapter’s dedicated to my 1st fan, yeah! That is all for now, love you guys! –Elaine

Chapter 7

“Bloody hell Denise, don’t ever do that!” I screamed at her, relieved to see it wasn’t a robber or someone else. “I’m sorry! I ran out of coffee and I was too lazy to get some more. You really shouldn’t keep your extra key under the welcome mat, it’s quite obvious.” She said smirking at me.

“I was just about to hit you in the head…” I muttered.

“What?”

“Nothing, just forget it.” I said as I trudged down to my little kitchen. I put two slices of bread into the toaster and got the Nutella from the fridge. Me being… well… me, got a little heart attack as the bread popped out the toaster. I put a knife full of Nutella into my bread and savored the deliciousness.

I sat next to Denise, who was feeling more at home in my apartment, watching some television. “Hey, what time are Danielle and Eleanor picking us up to go shopping?” I asked Denise. “Oh…” She checked her watch. “In like… 30 minutes.” I literally almost choked on my bread.

“I’m sorry. I thought I heard you say they’re coming in 30 minutes.” I said, trying to calm myself down.

“I did.” Denise said uneasily.

“WHEN WERE YOU PLANNING ON TELLING ME?! I COULD HAVE BEEN DRESSED AND-”

“I’m sorry! I didn’t want to wake you! You looked so cute when you sleep!” She squealed. I gave her the ‘what the f*ck’ face and raced to the bathroom. “Don’t try and think I almost forgot about those scars, young lady!” Denise called out. Damn, I was hoping she’d forget about that… We haven’t talked about it yet and that was a relief.

“Whatever. By the way, I do NOT look cute while I sleep!” I screamed as I reached the bathroom. I took the quickest shower in the world and left my hair to dry on its own. I put on a clean pair of shorts, (considering it was the only clean thing I’ve seen) a white tank top, and a classic jean vest. I brushed my teeth as fast as I could and was off to my make-up area. Oh god, I was exhausted. The life of a normal teenage girl, I thought. I put on a regular amount of mascara, lip gloss, and some blush. I combed my hair and decided not to tie my hair up today, I’m so laaaaaazy.

What time is it?! Before I could even get my phone, the door opened to see none other than a happy Denise in front of it. “They’re here! As well as some extras…” She smirked. Who could it be? I was only expecting a day out with the girls… I grabbed my black purse, slipped on my blue TOMS, and headed to the front door.

I reached for the doorknob and was greeted by two strong arms. “Louis, you’re kinda hurting me here.” I muffled into his shirt. He smelt… good. He smelt better than good, dare I say amazing? “Sorry, love!” Louis said as I rolled my eyes at him. He let go and I straightened my clothes with my hands. “So this is what Denise meant by ‘extras’.” I said as I looked at Denise who was practically excited to see Niall again. Was she trying to make me jealous? Well, it’s working, I feel so forever alone here!

After the bone crushing hug Louis gave me, I practically jumped when I felt four arms around me. I looked up and saw Eleanor and Danielle. “Hey, I was going to hug her first!” Eleanor whined. “Well, you’re too slow, love.” Danielle chuckled. I laughed quietly to myself. “Ladies, there’s plenty of Ella to come around.” I chuckled as I hugged them back one by one.