Louis' POV
I immediately felt bad. I had forgotten how freaking miserable it made me to see her cry before.
"Leera..." I sunk down next to her. She pushed me away and ran upstairs. I heard her door slam.
"Wow, this was the most retarded idea ever." I sighed, feeling awful.
"She'll be okay, besides she deserved it." Harry said. I stood up. Glad I am taller than him.
"Shut the fuck up." I said, before walking upstairs.
Yeah, Harry is who I'm closest to, but Leera came before him. And I think I love her.
I already bashed Larry Stylinson. Would there ever be such a thing as Loura Pluminson?
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Harry's POV
I was shocked. Just plain shocked. Louis had told me off.
That girl is getting in the way. She's stealing Louis from me.
Louis. My Louis! Mine! My own! My precious!!!!
Nobody takes my Boo Bear from me. No one. Not even a cute girl.
I'm not gay. I just adore Louis, and we are about the closest you can get without being gay.
No one shall take my Louis. Leera will have to pry him from my cold, dead fingers before she can have him.
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Louis' POV
I knocked on Leera's door. "Leera?" I sighed. No response, just sniffles.
I waited outside for a while, before knocking again. Still no response. I quietly let myself in.
I slowly, and silently walked over. Leera was sitting at her desk, drawing something. She hadn't cleaned up from the prank so she was wearing damp, stained clothes, and her hair was messy and wet.
She had head phones in her ears, so she couldn't hear a thing. I came up behind her, and looked at what she was drawing.
It was a heart. In the heart it said:
Leera <3 Louis
I could tell she hadn't drawn it recently. The handwriting was different.
She still didn't notice me. I didn't move. She grabbed the drawing and ripped it to shreds.
Was this what girls did when they were upset over boys?
I quickly cleared out before she noticed me.
After I had got downstairs, I sat on the couch and got lost in thought.
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Leera's POV
I could tell Louis was behind me. I just casually proceeded in ripping up the drawing I had made when I was twelve. I heard him leave, so I got up and closed the door.
Five against one just isn't fair. I guess I shouldn't have started it. But seriously, they pulled out heavy artillery.
I hopped in the shower and cleaned up. I got out and changed into black shorts, and a Starbucks Employee tee shirt, suddenly remembering I didn't go to work.
I put on black TOMS and went into the bathroom to work on my hair. I just pulled it up into a ponytail, then put on a little makeup, then slipped out of my bedroom.
"Going to work." I said, and walked out the door, closing it with a slam. Uh huh. Feel the fury?
I walked to Starbucks and once again, got behind the counter.
"Hey Jessie..." I sighed. She smiled. "Hey Leera..." Her smile faded. "Why so down?" Jessie asked. "Prank war gone wrong." I sighed again, she nodded in understanding.
I took a few orders, made a few coffees, talked to Jessie and Hunter.
"Hello, thank you for coming to Starbucks, may I take your..." I was cut off when I saw who it was.
Five boys.
"Hey girlfriend." Harry wiggled his eyebrows. I turned around and walked to the back, letting Jessie take care of them.
Hunter followed me.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked. I just shook my head and sighed.
"Prank war, odds weren't in my favor." I said.
"What happened?" Hunter asked.
"They went too far, made me cry." I said. He frowned.
"I'll see about that." He got up before I said anything else.
I went back to the front. The boys were gone, Hunter was nowhere to be found.
After my shift was over, I said bye to Jessie, and headed home.
I was walking up to my house when I heard sounds coming from the alley beside my house. I peeked in.
I saw the figures of two boys, one was punching the other. "Louis!!!" I ran over. I was shocked at who the other boy was. "Hunter! Stop!" I shouted. He saw it was me.
"You said he made you cry!" Hunter shouted, I glared at him. "One does not simply beat up my best friend and get away with it, man bitch." I said, doing some of the Lord of The Rings reference. I kicked Hunter in the balls, grabbed Louis, and ran to my house.
When we got inside, I took Louis to the kitchen. "Lou, why wouldn't you fight back?" I asked, pressing an ice pack to his arm, which was cut up and bruised. "I don't punch people who are smaller than me." He said. I gently dabbed a cold cloth on his black eye.
"Where are the other boys?" I asked. "They got in the house before I did. They don't know about this." Louis sighed.
"I thought Hunter was my friend, apparently I was wrong." I said. "Apparently he thought you were more than friends.." He chuckled.
I sighed. "Well, he thought wrong." I said, putting an ice pack in the sink. "You okay?" I asked. "I've been better, but I'm alright." He gave a small smile. "You gots a boo boo..." I put on a little kid voice, and pointed to the cut on his cheek. I kissed his cheek lightly. "So, I'm sorry about earlier..." Louis blinked. "Oh, I forgive you. After all, I got you into this mess." I pushed some of my hair behind my ear. "It's not your fault, you just found a jerk that likes you. No biggy." He said. I couldn't help but laugh a little.
"I'm going to order a pizza, what kind do you want?" I asked. "CHEESE!!!!" Louis shouted, I high fives him.
I ordered, and within a few minutes, the pizza was there. I ordered six pizzas, ordering one for each of us. Don't judge us! We are very hungry teenagers!!!!
"I shall summon the boys." I said to Louis, he nodded.
I walked out to the living room, and cupped my hands over my mouth. "ASSEMBLE MY LITTLE KITTIES!!! ASSEMBLE!!!!" I yelled. The boys were there in less than half a second. Like literally. "Okay, that was fast." I blinked, they all nodded and ran into the kitchen.
We all exchanged apologies, and dined on pizza. Suddenly, Harry gasped. "What is it, Haz?" I asked. "L-Louis...you're all beat up." He said, slowly and carefully hugging Louis from the side.
The situation was explained. And all was well.
"Alright, well...I'm going to go catch up to mah peeps, via Facebook and twittah!" I said, saying it like in the video diary.
They all laughed. "Thank you my dear audience." I curtsied with my imaginary skirt, and went up to my room.
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Louis' POV
After a bit, I got bored and decided to go get Leera. I went upstairs, and peeked in. She wasn't in her room. There was something on her desk. I waltzed over.
It was a new paper.
Leera <3 Louis 2 death
It read. The sentence was surrounded by about a thousand little hearts. She must have just made this.
I smiled, and walked back downstairs, continuing the search for Leera.
