the connection

Thanking god: Chapter 6.

Elles POV

Louis and I talked a little more about how to get over his break up, then I had to leave to go to work. I was so upset with Sarah, how dare she have the audacity to cheat on Louis fucking Tomlinson? Whatever, it wasn't my place to create drama. I went to work, it was quite busy and I made good money in tips. Rihanna even stopped in, she was so nice. I drove home to see Charlotte watching 'Camp Rock'.

"Char, where's mom and dad?"

"They just went out to dinner, they left about 5 minutes ago."

"Hey, any more room on the couch for me?" I said, while making some popcorn.

"Of course! Always room for you, sissy."

I made popcorn and sat next to Charlotte and watched disney movies with her for the rest of the night. Around 10 she fell asleep, so I carried her upstairs and tucked her in. I then went to my room and checked my phone which had been at home charging all day. I had a missed call from Annabelle and a text from Louis.....I could get used to seeing his name on my phone screen.

"Hey, if it's not too sudden, would you like to come over to my flat tomorrow? Just to hang out as friends, of course.. X"

Woah woah woah....what is going on here? Is he on drugs? Why does he want to hang out with me?!

"Sure! You got me on my day off too X"

Just texting him gave me butterflies...something I haven't felt properly in a very long time, not since.... I cring at the memory and instantly erase the thoughts from my mind. My phone beeped, he was a quick texter.

"Great! Pick you up around 3? x"

"Alright! Xx'" I texted him my adress. For the rest of the night, we told each other about ourselves and texted each other random thoughts. He was very easy going, but thoughtful. He couldn't be more perfect... I was getting sleepy, so I ended our conversation. He was so sweet, I hope this isn't too good to be true...

I woke up at 11 the next morning, feeling refreshed and happy. I opened up the blinds and let the sunlight seep into my room. It was warm outside, not too hot but not too cold. I opened my windows. I had some time to kill so I went on tumblr for about 20 minutes. I couldn't help but search the 'Louis Tomlinson' tag. I then tortured myself by looking at attractive photos of him for 10 minutes before I decided I should go eat. I went downstairs to find a note on the kitchen table that read:

'Elle, Charlotte has a birthday party today and Dad and I are going shopping for a new couch. Will be home by 4, call me and let me know what you're doing today! Sweep the family room! Xx'

I liked having the house to myself. I turned up the music on my ipod and showered. 40 minutes later, I got out of the shower and did my normal routine (brush teeth, wash face, blow dry hair.) It was a special day, So I loosly curled my long dirty blonde hair and brushed out the curls. I did a tiny line of black top liner and mascara and I put on chapstick. After about an hour of trying on clothes in closet and throwing them on the floor, I decided on a light pink quarter sleeve button up sheer blouse, a white bandeau under it, white shorts, and my white vans. I put on some pearl earrings. I was rummaging through my box of necklaces when I found the silver locket my aunt had given me for my birthday. I never wore it because it always made me upset. But today, I felt strong. I put it around my neck. I called my mom to let her know my plans, and she said to be home by 8. Good enough. I sweeped the family room, and checked the time on my phone. 2:35 it read. I made myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and ate that with some lemonade. I cleaned my dishes and checked myself over one more time. Was he going to come to the door? Was he going to honk his horn and just have me go outside? I was so nervous, but the knocking at the door answered my question. I quickly walked to it and let him in. He had a t shirt from leeds festival on, jeans, and converse. He wasn't dressed like he was in a boy band at all.