maybellene didn't tell harry what happened when she stepped back into the car. she didn't tell him when he asked how it went. she didn't tell him when he asked her what song she wanted to listen to on the way home. she didn't tell him when they both stepped foot back into her apartment. she didn't tell him when they held each other when watching a movie on tv that same night. and she didn't tell him when he kissed her goodbye, telling her that'd he would see her tomorrow.
she didn't tell him and she felt guilty.
but she also felt great. which only made her feel more guilty.
"fuck.", she sighed out, running her hands through her hair.
then she felt angry. angry at louis for doing such a thing but moreso angry at herself for not hating it. she loved every second of that moment and she hated herself for it.
she couldn't sleep that night. with the constant tossing and turning mixed with the weight on her chest, maybellene was wide awake. it was almost 1am and her shift started at 4am. the guilt was eating at her. she practiced how she would tell harry.
i didn't know what was happening.
i didn't have enough time to think.
he kissed me.
but nothing helped. no matter what she told herself, she couldn't deny the fact that she felt something and there was no justifying that.
i'm fixing this right now, she thought to herself and with that she picked up her phone. the line rang for what seemed like hours before she heard the soft hello of the boy that had her heart.
"it's too early for this.", said a tired sounding louis through the other end of the call.
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2 years late, i know my bad /.\
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subways :: louis tomlinson au
Fanfictionshe worked the late shift and always rode the subway. and coincidentally he was always there as well. lowercase writing is intended for this story // © brbharry
