the summer i turned beautiful [l.t]

Chapter 32 -- First Class

So I hope you guys won't kill me for a shitty chapter, but enjoy it.

Thanks for being there for me. All of your comments make me so estatic and happy. I'm just having a really really off day where I realize a lot of things so...

HERES THE CHAPTER.

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Liz's POV

After me and the girls ate lunch, I hurried to pack for me and Kylie's little Hampton's holiday. After what happened at Starbucks, I was really really glad I was getting out of here.

My mind is like a whirlwind. I can't get my head wrapped around the fact that me, Elizabeth Edwards is lovesick. I was still a bit depressed after what I had seen with Louis and Ashley and I guess that was the main reason he lefted me.

Remembering a few months back when I would cry for days just a for a guy that will no longer love me. How I would just rumble through my drawers looking for a flat, silver, sharp object. And how that object will penetrate me. Trust me, I wanted to die then and there.

I've been hit by this "love hurricane" 2 times back to back. I can't get as unlucky as that.

Brushing those thoughts away, I was sat here on my bed in my dorm, my feet cross and my arms supporting me. I quickly shot up and got my luggage from under my bed and hurled it onto my bed, creating a muffled "boom".

Knowing that I had to start packing and I had to keep my mind away from Louis and from creating self harm, I put on some music on my iHome. Give Your Heart a Break by Demi Lovato came on, putting a smile on my face. I love this song.

I did a little shimmy and started rummaging through my wardrobe, gathering everything I would need for our getaway. It was near the end of autumn so I packed a few sweaters, sweats, skinny jeans, and some leggings. And also a few collared shirts here and there. Also, I had to bring my jogging stuff there too. I'm not gonna sit around the whole time I'm there. I had to lose some weight and since I'm not going to class for another few weeks, it would be a great time to work out.

Well, to prove that I can be fucking hot.

After I finally managed to pack and elasped 10 songs, I finished packing. Kylie had gone out getting toiletries for us two and she walked through the door.

"You finished packing? Record time, Lizzy!"

Lizzy. That was the name Louis would call me. And I would always yell at him for calling me that. He was such a tease.

I put on a fake cheery smile. "Yep! I'm very proud of myself! And with no one helping me as well! You got everything we need?"