Twilight (One Direction Larry) ON HOLD!

Chapter 10

Sorry it's been so long since I updated, but honestly I didn't think that anyone really read this story anyway. Thanks so much for those of you who have read this story and have decided to continue on with it and wait for my spuratic and rare updates! It really does mean a lot! From now on I will try to update more often! Thanks so much! Hope you enjoy this part!

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It was dark,in my dream, and the only light seemed to be coming from Louis but I couldn't see his face. He had his back to me and was walking away leaving me to be engulfed by the darkness. I called out to him but I didn't listen and when I tried to run to him I couldn't catch him.

I woke with a start feeling troubled by the dream I just had. After that night he was always in my dreams and no matter what I did I could never catch him. 

The next month after the accident was uncomfortable. Everyone clung to me all the time making sure I was ok but no one was as bad as Tyler, who had made it his life mission to make sure that he and I were even. I tried to convince him that I was fine so therefore everything was fine but he would have none of it. He followed me everywhere I went, from class to class and also at lunch much the the dislike of Perrie and Eleanor. I didn't want to tell him off rudely so I hoped if I ignored him for long enough he would just go away. 

I tried to see if any of the others had seen Louis close to me when the van almost hit me but they all just shook their heads claiming that they hadn't even seen him there until the van was pulled away. I realized that they weren't as aware of him as I was and probably rarely took notice of him, what a shame. 

Things with Louis changed. He and the rest of his family would never look at me once through lunch instead talking quietly amongst themselves and when we had class together Louis would sit as far away from me as possible. Occasionally I would notice his fists clench and I would internally roll my eyes at his lack of subtlety. I couldn't help thinking that he regretted his decision to pull me out of Tyler’s truck. 

I wanted desperately to talk to him again about the accident but then I would remember how angry we both had gotten at the hospital and chicken out. I didn't want to embarrass myself more. Over night my anger had somehow faded and turned into awe.

One day when I got to Biology I gathered up enough courage to say hello to him but he barely turned and gave a quick nod. I turned straight ahead and pretended that he didn't exist too but I knew later I would sneak glimpses at him out in the parking lot or in the cafeteria. 

I was miserable and the dreams continued.