R E J E C T S

CH.49: ALWAYS ON MY MIND

*MONDAY*

I couldn't stop thinking about what Louis said the other night about Niall...

It all makes sense now, really. About what he told me when we went on a date that he isn't that nice at all.

I just wasn't expecting the split personally part.

Of course Louis knew all about it since a long time ago... he told me about his best friend's split personality episodes when they were kids.

And being a weirdo that Tomlinson is, he was fascinated by Niall's condition instead of staying away from him like what the rest of the kids did.

'He got better at controlling it over the years with some help from me of course.' I remembered what Louis had said.

'The only thing that I don't get is why you're his trigger...'

I don't get that part too.

'Oh and Niall doesn't have any idea when his other self would take over.'

"Miss Lloyd!" Our gym teacher called my attention.

Or is that Harry dressed up as our gym teacher? I'm paranoid, I tell you.

Random stuff just goes in through my head without even knowing it.

"Can you demonstrate in front how to do a 'split'?" The teacher said.

"Split?" I eyed Niall who just smiled back at me and then I looked at Louis for no particular reason.

He stared at me oddly with a look that probably says, 'stop being so freaking obvious, idiot'.

He knows that I was thinking about 'split personality' instead of just 'splitting' in front.

Louis told me to keep Niall's condition a secret for we're the only ones who knows about it. Even Bridgit doesn't know.

"I can't." I told the teacher.

"I'm forcing you to do it anyway. Do a split in front now, chop, chop!" The teacher's voice really does sound like Harry's voice even if the teacher's a madame.

Could it be a disguise or does her voice just really sound that deep?

"How about you do it?" I challenged our teacher.

I certainly do NOT want to be forced doing something that I don't feel like doing right now.

I heard the class saying, 'Ooooh.'

"Off to the principal's you go, young lady!" She ordered.

Yep, I was right. She clearly doesn't know how to do a split.

*LUNCH*

"You know what I'd like to eat for dessert? A banana split." Niall thought out loud.

"A split?" Once again, I thought of his 'split personality' out of nowhere.

Why does people keep mentioning the word 'split' today anyway? It's ironic.

Louis just shook his head at me for he knew exactly what I was thinking about.

"Yeah, we need to talk." Louis gets up then drags me outside of the cafeteria.

"I thought I told you to play it cool?! Like you don't know a thing!" He scolded.

"It's not THAT easy... plus I'm dying to know why I'm his trigger!" I was frustrated alright.

"Well, what did you say to him before he acted 'different' that night?" He asked.

"Um, I don't know... he was kissing me all over. We didn't talk that much really." I recalled.

"So it's got to be the kiss! Perhaps your lips are poisonous to him or something..." Louis laid out a theory.

"Huh?"

"Anyway, let's go back to your table and please do remember to act 'normal'." He says.

"What took you so long?" Niall asked when we got back.

"And what were you two talking about? I thought you hated each other..." Luke eyed us skeptically.

"We were just talking about banana splits and splits."

"We were just talking about how much we hate each other."

We said in unison.

"What she said and mostly the hating part." Louis covered up quickly then he shot me a look which read, 'Can you be more obvious?'.

"Okay..." Niall and Luke said in unison.

"By the way, where's Zayn?" Luke brought up.

"He went awa---"

"Sup guys! Sorry I'm late. I had some paperworks to fill up regarding my apartment transfer." Zayn showed up.

"Don't really care about what you just said." Louis says out loud.

"But I thought you..."

"Change of plans. I'm staying after all." He smiled.

*LIAM'S POV*

"Hey, Liam. Haven't seen you in awhile." I turned pale as Cher passed me by and greeted me by my locker.

"Uh, hey Cher! Listen, there's something I need to tell you..." I caught up with her right after closing my locker.

"What?" She stared at me with her pretty brown eyes and then I got lost into those beautiful orbs of hers...

"Uh, Liam? What is it that you wanted to tell me?" Her voice brought me back to reality.

"Right. So it's been bothering me for quite some time now which is why I kept my distance from you for the past week. My friends say that I'm a victim of obsession---"

"You have friends?" She interrupted.

"Yes, my online gaming buddies."

"Oh. I thought you were going to say your parents... just kidding! So you were saying that you're obsessed with playing video games, right?" She said.

"No, I was going to say that I'm obsessed with you." I finally confessed.

"..." She just stared blankly at me for a minute or two.

"Come again?" She spoke.

"My conscience has been eating me up for lying about the picture of you that you found in my bag and for framing Niall for it. The photo was actually mine. I guess I just panicked and so I lied about it. I didn't really want you to think of me as some creep." I explained.

"Well, that's exactly what I'm thinking right now. Where'd you get the photo?" She inquired.

"I bought it online from Harry's site. Please don't be mad at me. You're like literally always on my mind and I don't even know how to stop it." I told her the truth.

"Since when were you crushing on me?" She asked.

"Since you tripped over my controller and landed on me..." I fidgeted.

"Well, do you want me to help you so that you could stop thinking about me?" She said seductively in my eyes.

"How?"

"I can bully you for free if you want until you're turned off by me." She offered.

"Is this what you call dirty talk because you sound really sexy right now." I clarified.

"God, no. I meant like LITERALLY bully you, not as a code for a sexy talk." She rolls her eyes.

"Sorry, it's just that my head's messing with me. Everything you say sounds seductive to me for some reason." I broke eye contact.