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My stomach hurt. It wasn't the normal hurt, it was a strange type of pain. I had never felt this before. I groaned. Louis sat up quickly.
"What's wrong?" he yawned.
"My stomach just hurts." I looked away. I didn't want him to think I was the type of person who complained alot.
"Mine was hurting earlier. I know why it hurts."
"Why?"
"Because all the dust from the vents and debris material."
"How would that effect my stomach at all?"
"Well, I don't know It's just... all in your system... I just... Here this helps." He tossed me his jacket.
"Really? Putting on a jacket will help my stomach? You've got to be kidding me."
"No, breathe in it so the dust doesn't get in your system!"
I held the jacket to my nose. It smelled so nice. What was this smell? It was... Louis. And Louis smelled good.
"Are you okay..?" Louis asked with a confused look.
I then realized I was probably making a weird face from smelling his jacket because how obsessed I was with the scent.
"Yeah sorry! Your jacket just smells really... good." Oh wow now he thinks I'm a freaky jacket sniffer or something. I made a cheesey smile.
"Ha ok! Well it's morning. So let's call someone to get us out of here!"
YES! Out of here! Away! Home. I had only been in here for not even a day but it felt like a year. I was hungry. I was thirsty. I was tired of being trapped! I pulled out my phone before I could even breathe. We called everyone. The police. Management. Niall. He called Niall. Niall was going to meet me. Niall was going to save me. I locked my phone and looked in the reflection of my phone. Woah. I looked terrible. My makeup was smeared. My hair was a mess.
"What's with the face?" Lou asked.
"I just look so terrible!" I said not looking away from my reflection.
"No you don't."
I looked up. His eyes sparkled. He had this sincere look, and I could tell he wasn't lying in the least. He couldn't be serious, could he? I scoffed at him.
"I'm serious. You look beautiful." he took a step closer.
Was that a flirty line? HAHAHAHAHA no. He had to be joking me. Louis wouldn't mean that. I mean just yesterday he went off about how he would never like me. What am I saying? Ofcourse he doesn't like me. He was just complimenting me. He feels sorry for me. What else would he say?
"You think Niall will think so?" I mumbled.
Louis looked down all of a sudden. The color left his face. "Yeah. Anyone would." He looked back up forcing a smile.
Why was he acting like this. Was he sick?
I just ignored it. I texted MC.
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Me: So the police are suppose to be coming to get us out of here!
MC: us??
Me: Yeah. I thought you knew? Louis' in here, too.
