Is it A Dream?

20

Louis POV.

What the fuck did I just do? Did I just kiss Ella? What was I thinking?! I have a girlfriend! If anyone found out about this Ella would get so much hate from the fans. She doesn't deserve hate I can't do this to her.

Feeling my phone vibrate I pulled it out.

It was a text. From Ella.

'Lou what the fuck'

I sniffled as I read the text.

'Im sorry I can't do this right now. It anyone finds out you'll get hate and you don't deserve that'

Getting an instant text back I kept my phone on.

'Look. I don't care about the hate. What I do care about is you. I can't see you be with that bitch you call your girlfriend. Sorry to say but she doesn't deserve you Louis. Think about it, she only goes out with you when you're going to some bit even. Fans continually ship you with Harry. Eleanor's such a bad girlfriend they rather have you date a guy. You better tell me where the fuck you are right now because I'm not letting you go back to that place where El is'

Surprised with how much she scared I sighed and finally texted back.

'At the park near your house'

My phone vibrated once more.

'On my way stay put'

Sighing I sat down on a bench and waiting for Ella. Really weird to deal with someone sassy as me. I mean, El was just stubborn not sassy.

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Simmy's POV.

I giggled while slurping my drink. "Stop Carter you're going to make me choke!"

He turned to me and winked. "Aye!"

I laughed shaking my head. "God you're impossible!"

He chuckled looking at me. "Don't act like you hate it!"

I giggled sitting down on a bench at the park near Starbucks while he sat next to me.

He pulled out his phone. "Ready?"

I slurped my drink and looked up. "For what?"

He slid open his phone. "I want a picture of us!"

I giggled. "Okay!"

I scooted closer to him and we made the classic pose he always does in a picture. A smile and hold up two fingers. As he clicked the button I laughed.

"Send that to me!" I giggled.

"Do you have a twitter?" He asked.

I nodded. "Here." I say, signaling him to give me his phone.

Typing in my twitter name I hand his phone back. "Why'd you ask?"

He shrugged. "Might as follow you!"

I giggled. "Finally you did it! Not when I've been tweeting you about it but when you met me!"

He chuckled. "Here." He said signaling me to give my phone to him.

He slid my phone open. He smiled. "Pass code I see!"

I giggled. "It's 9203."

"Woah first time hanging you and she gives me her phone pass code! Things are getting serious!" He chuckled.

I laughed and took another sip. Looking up I raised my eyebrow. "So what are you going to do with my phone?"

He raised my phone back. "Come here!"