Vans (Sequel to Converse) |h.s|

Chapter 23 Nikki's POV

 I walked out of Athena's closet and flashed a large smile at her and Harry. Harry stalking at there looking at me like I was crazy.

    "Were you listening to our whole conversation?" Harry asked me.

    "Yeah, basically. I was looking in Athena's closet far before you two were in here talking about your pathetic future together." I said pulling out my phone and reading all of the texts that I had recieved from my now eex boyfriend.

  They all said basically the same thing, "I'm sorry.", and, "Please take me back." My ex-boyfriend, of two hours ago, told me that he had been cheating on me for about three to four months. He told me that he had packed up my things in our appartment in New York so his new girlfriend could live with him.

  Harry stood there looking at me in awe.

   "Do you just think that this is a fucking joke? We were talking about our future, which is very important by the way." he said glaring at me. "Just...why are you even here? From what I've heard from Athena, you haven't visited her since you started attending Julliard, which was...two years ago?"

   "I'm here because I had to get away." I said.

  "From what? You're perfect life in New York?" Athena shouted.

  "No! My boyfriend cheated on me, so I had to get away from things, okay?" I shouted back.

  "What is all this shouting about?" Louis asked walking into Athena's room.

   I stood there fiddling with my thumbs.

  "Athena, Nikki, and I were just having a discussion." Harry said quietly.

  "It sounded like a very loud discussion." Louis said taking my hand. "And if her boyfriend cheated on her you shouldn't be yelling at her at all."

  I flashed him a weak smile and squeezed his hand.

  "You don't have to be ashamed of anything darling." Louis whispered in my ear.

  Louis walked me out if the room, and into his room.

  

  "Are you okay?" he asked me. He acted like he was happy, but his shimmering blue eyes were sad.

   "Yes, are you okay?" I asked him.

    "Yes, why are you asking?" he asked me.

   "Louis, stop actung as if you're actually okay with everything that is going on." I shouted.

  "Well, you stop shouting!" he shouted back.

  "You stop shouting back, I hate it!" I shouted back at him.

  "You know you love it! Don't act differently." he said pulling me closer to him.

  "Please, get off." I whispered.

  "Stop pushing away." he whispered back, pulling me closer once more.

   He stared at me for a while. Then, he pulled me in for a kiss.

   "Oh my god, Louis. I-I-I don't know w-what to s-say." I said stuttering.

  "Then don't say anything." he whispered, kissibg me once again.