More Than Expected-A One Direction Fan Fiction {Completed}

Chapter Eighteen xPiddy

When I walked into school, everyone stared at me and Liah. The last thing I wanted to hear after kissing my boyfriend good bye for the next two months, was some idiot talking about him. Some girls chatted behind their books, while others flat out screamed, asking me what it was like to be with the boys. The boys are gone, I wanted to spit in their faces. But as I bad as I wanted to, I wasn't going to take my shitty mood and put it on everyone else. So I bit down on my tongue, threw my hood on to hide my face - I had continued my sappy crying on the way from the airport - and kept walking, my hands stuffed in the pockets.

Liah walked beside me encouragingly, but not saying a word. And with all the people screaming, I was happy for the supportive silence. A girl knocked my shoulder hard as she walked past.

"You don't deserve Louis. Slut," she sneered as she walked past.

My eyes flashed with anger and I lunged at the girl.

"Do you know who you're messing with, Bitch?! I will rip out those cheap extensions!"

Luckily Liah held me back, as the girl was scurrying off, scared to death. She knew I wasn't lying. Right now, I wouldn't hesitate to cut someone's throat out if they said another word to me about Louis. Niether I or Liah was very open to playing fair right now. We were both upset, frustrated, and ready to snap on the next girl that said we weren't good enough for the boys.

As the people kept yelling various questions and threats at me, I just kept walking. Of course, I did keep walking with my middle finger stuck in the air...

A girl sneered at Liah as she passed by. I put a hand on Liah's shoulder to stop her from doing anything crazy. Liah clamped her jaw hard and pushed me into class

It was already third period when the bell rung. I slumped down in my seat and pulled the hood farther over my face.

"No hoods in class, Miss Cate," the teacher said above me. I didn't move.

"There's also no bullying, no smoking, no drinking, no sexual harrasment, and no fighting, but those happen. I think you can be grateful my offense is just a piece of cloth over my face," I said without looking up or making any expression.

I could feel the teacher shift uncomfortably before giving up and walking back up to the front of the class. They didn't seem to have the energy to deal with me today, and frankly, I didn't have the energy to fight back.

I listened to the lesson, not really wanting to listen to the multiply things I already knew. I walked out of the classroom, mumbling something about going to the bathroom. The teacher gave a little sound of protest, but when I stepped out the door, they let it go.

I clicked my phone in my pocket and looked at the messages. I already had a few from Louis.

Flight feels like its gonna take forever. Sneaking the text as the flight attendant keeps looking me suspiciously O.o Miss you :(

I read the message and put the phone to my lips. My mind swirled. I missed him to but... Could this be some kind of weird chance?

Could I use this opportunity to forget about Louis Tomlinson?

I mean, so much was going on, that that could be easy... Right?

I could just ignore him. Use these two months to hope he forgot about me. We hadn't been that serious, anyways. He probably didn't feel too strongly for me... Right?

It was just a fling. Nothing permanent. I could move on. So could he.

I could forget about Louis Tomlinson.

Right?

But with the rational part of my brain wanting to say, Yes. You can forget about this random boy. You'll find someone. Someone with less drama. Less... screaming fans. That ache in my chest told me I couldn't do that. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't bring myself to actually mean the words inside my head. None of those things mattered.

He wasn't just some random boy. I couldn't just push the ache away in my chest and ignore him. And I sure as hell couldn't ignore the past few weeks. I couldn't be the uncommiting bitch anymore.

I had meant what I said at the airport. I loved him.

And I couldn't just forget about Louis Tomlinson.

"You know those things are just awful for you," Liah said, cringing as I took another sip from the giant can of Rockstar in my hand.

"It's either this or the bottle of tequila in my mum's liqour cabinet," I said dryly as I took another gulp from the can, making sure it hit the back of my throat and burned on the way down.

Liah stopped me, grabbing my hand that held the Rockstar, and she made me face her. Her face was stern and demanding.

"Alex. I've never seen you like this. Is it the boys?" I didn't answer. "They've been gone for a little while, but you've been fine up until today. What happened?"

I looked down at my feet and clenched my jaw, fighting back the emotions of what happened last night.

"Louis and I video chatted last night," I mumbled

"That's a bad thing?"

"It wasn't at first. It was nice. I got to hear his voice." I knew it sounded cheesy, but you don't know how much you miss someone's laugh until you hear it again.

"Then what happened?" she questioned again.

"We said good bye and I went to bed."

"I'm not seeing the problem here, Alex," Liah said looking very confused.

"He wasn't there. He wasn't with me in bed and I..." I felt my face getting hot and I bit down hard on my lip. "God Liah you know I hate crying." I let out a big breath to calm my breathing and push away the tears. "I realized how much I missed him, okay?"

Liah pulled me in and hugged me.

"I know. I miss Niall too. I mean how can't we miss them? They've been gone for, what? Almost a month now?" 

Barely a month, I said to myself. Not even half way done...

"Yeah. It's been about a month," I stated, not looking into her eyes.

My mind started to wander as Liah started to try and make me feel better. I wasn't listening. I was listening to the sweet sound of Louis' laugh being replayed in my head. I smiled until Liah smacked my shoulder.

"Ow!"

"Then listen!"

"Okay fine!" I said rubbing my arm. Girl hits hard.

"I was saying, that if you're going to go all freaky on me, we should go see them. Just for a little while," she suggested.

"Yeah, because your mum would be so excited about that," I said rolling my eyes.

"Who says she has to know?"