8: A Sour Mood

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🎶this love is taking its hold on me, you've said goodbye to many time before.🎶

Chapter 8: Sidewalk Chalk💛

(LOUIS POV)

"Aww it's ok Paul, we can't have that interview later." Liam comforted Paul. Poor Paul had been freaking out because he wasn't sure about how the radio station was going to react to the news that the lads and I couldn't come to the interview. Honestly, I didn't care. I was in a sour mood.

"C'mon Lou, lighten up! Enjoy life, it won't repeat itself." Zayn said wisely, playfully hitting my shoulder.

"Get off me." I said darkly. I just wasn't in the mood. Paul had gone out to talk to some car repair guy, so the lads and I just sat around, talking and goofing off. I sat in silence, staring at my shoes and then at an empty crisps bag a few paces away. Probably nialls.

"HEYYY guys look! There's a really fit girl working on the tire!" Harry said enthusiastically, peering out the back window of the bus. I really didn't care. No girl was as beautiful as that one I had seen at the fair. I was still beating myself up about not getting her name.

"Seriously Lou, she's really pretty. Come look." Harry said. The other lads were already looking out the window.

"Lou, she looks kinda like that girl you described earlier. Maybe it's her!" Niall said. I shrugged. I doubted it....wait. Didn't she say she worked at a car repair shop? Oh my god. This was to awesome to even imagine. I ran to the window, and just as Niall suggested, it was her. I gasped, inhaling sharply. I was NOT letting her slip away this time. I tapped rapidly on the window, my gaze fixed on her. The guy next to her wasn't even in my vision. Sorry random guy, but that girl outshines you. I smiled at her as she looked up, surprised. Her eyes widened as she saw me, and she waved.

"WHOA. You know her, lou? Hook me up?" Harry asked. I shot him a glare.

"No. I do know her, kinda. She's the girl from the festival." I explained. Harry's eyebrows raised, and so did the rest of the lad's.

"Ok. Well, what are you waiting for? Go get her?" Harry said. I smiled, climbing down the tour bus steps and out to go meet the girl. Again.

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