12: Drunk Phone Calls

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Chapter 12: Sidewalk Chalk💛

(LILLIAN'S POV)

"Awww I bet you look so cute when you blush!!!" Louis' drunk voice proclaimed from my phone.

"Sorry about him. He called you like right after he got drunk." Niall apologized.

"Wow, he gets drunk fast! How long since you guys left the station...like, 15 minutes?" I asked.

"Yeah." Niall confirmed.

"Well guess what Lilli? I'm taking you out to lunch tomorrow." Louis announced.

"Oh really?" I asked, amused.

"Yeah. On a date!" Louis cried enthusiastically. "M'kay." I said with a smile. If only he wasn't drunk when he said that...

"What's your address? Text it to meeee!" Louis pleaded. I giggled and sent it to him. I mean, he's drunk. I'm just playing along.

"Ok. Bye!" Louis hung up. I snickered. Wow, eventful night. With a sigh I drove home, parking my car in my much-to-small driveway before entering the house. Before you ask how I got the house-my parents died in a car crash three years ago. I turned 19 in March...meaning they died when I was 16. So I had lived with my aunt until I was 18, before I moved into this house alone. I lived by myself, and lucky for me the house was actually owned by my parents before they died. They had completely paid it off. With a gigantic yawn, I fell onto the bed and passed into sleep, still wearing my oil stained clothes. Whatever, I'll deal with it tomorrow.

~THE NEXT MORNING~

Light streamed through my bedroom window, illuminating the gigantic oil splotches all over my bed sheets.

"Oh my god." I groaned, regretting my sleepiness last night. With a tired yawn, I pulled my sheets off the bed, throwing them into the washing machine before jumping into the shower. After my shower I threw on some skinny jeans and a deadmau5 t-shirt before pulling my hair into a ponytail. It was about 12:30 when I heard a knock at the door. Pecking through the peephole in the door, I gasped. "Lou?" what the hell was he doing here?

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