Undecided [A Louis Tomlinson Fan Fic]

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

“Ella, there’s something I need to tell you…” Tom said.

“What is it?” I squeaked.

“I…”

Whoa, why do you sound different?

“Ella, I love you.” I turned to look at Tom. Wait, that’s not Tom? That’s…

“Louis…? Wh-what did you say?” I croaked.

“I love you, Ella.” He said as he leaned in and…

I heard the alarm go off. “Ugh, are you serious?” I groaned. It’s only 9:15, why do I have to wake up so early? To me, this is very early. I usually wake up at 11:00. Now what did I have to do today? Oh sh-sheep. I have a date. With Tom Daley. I am still as shocked as you are right now. I was just an ordinary girl, why would Tom date me?

I walked downstairs to make myself some breakfast. That dream still stuck in my mind. I’ve never had that kind of dream before. I usually dream of… flying monkeys, unicorns, and such. But with that dream… That dream felt real.

“Denise, are serious?! Again? You seriously need to buy yourself some coffee, stop stealing mine.” I told the person sitting on my couch again, watching cartoons on the telly. “I caaaaan’t!” She whined. “And why can’t you?”

“Because… I like your coffee.” She admitted. I just gave her that ‘WTF’ face and walked into my kitchen. I grabbed a bowl and ate some cereal. Cinnamon Toast Crunch, yum. Denise turned down the volume. “OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS! YOU’RE GOING ON A DATE WITH THE TOM DALEY!”She squealed. “I know that, Denise.” I replied sarcastically. “Don’t act like you’re not as excited too.” She said. I just smiled. “That’s what I thought.” She chuckled.

“Well, I’m going back to my apartment. If you ever need me I’m only a text away! Too-da-loo!” She called out and left. I rolled my eyes and dumped my bowl on the sink. After that I went upstairs and took a shower. I sang “Moments” in the shower. Okay, so I do like singing. Even if do sound like a dying whale. There was really one thing on my mind. That dream. When… when he was leaning in… I felt myself leaning in too. Ella, snap out of it! It was just a dream! It wasn’t real!

But it felt real…

I walked out of the shower and decided on what to wear. What do you wear on a date with Tom Daley?

I don’t know either… I groaned. I decided on a blue spaghetti strap top, a white blazer, and some black skinny jeans. I guess that’ll do. I checked my phone. It’s 10:30. Oh no. I only got thirty minutes! I put on a minimal amount of makeup, dried my hair so that I wouldn’t look like a wet dog, and brushed it. I think I’m… done? I put on a pair of black flats and called a cab.

I checked my phone again. It’s 10:50. I’ll never make it! I heard a loud honk. I locked the door of my apartment and ran to the cab. I told the driver the destination I chose to go and in about 10 minutes I was there. It’s been about three times this week since I’ve went to the mall. I’m on a roll!

I walked into the entrance and felt hands covering my eyes.

“Oh no, is this a rapist? This better not be a flackin’ rapist. Holy moly, get away from me!” I screamed and heard chuckling. “T-Tom?”

“The one and only!” He said and chuckled again, still covering my eyes. “I thought you were some kind of rapist!” I yelled out. “Wait, where are we going?”

“I told you it’s going to be a surprise, now when I open your eyes, can you promise me you won’t scream?”

“It depends. You might have smudged all my makeup and I’d look like a monster.”