Chapter 5

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The sun shone through my window on this wonderful summers  day. The birds sang a pretty song. The blue sky made it's impact on the ocean as I looked out the window and watched the beach. The waves were calm today, just like my nerves. No one was on the beach, which made it all the more fun to watch the beach by itself. The wind was medium today as I stared out the window of the direction household. ((She stayed here the night in the guestroom. As she usually does if you're a little confused :).) My heart was even paced today as it usually is filled with stress, but ever since last night I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. The lake's grattitude made me feel elegant, as did Zayn.

"Today is perfect. " I smiled getting up and skipping over to my hairbrush. I ran the brush through my hair a few times, as I hummed to the birds song. "La, la, oh, la, laaa." I looked at myself in the mirror feeling more confident than usual. "Can, can I kiss you?" Ahh. Those words of his made me feel so great. The way Zayn said it, so passionate. He was so, so, brilliant with his word choices. I've never felt so aloft before. So far away from Earth, he was that boy. I knew it.

"What you so happy about?" I looked to the door and saw Louis there smiling. He was wearing his morning robe and pants. Holding 2 cups of Joe in his hands. He handed me a mug. "You want to tell me."

"Oh, nothing." I continued smiling. Even the thought of Zayn made me smile. He's not only physically beautiful, he's even more gorgous on the inside. He treated me like a princess last night and that's all I could ever ask for. I'm never treated the way Zayn treated me yesterday. Harry treated me like "another girl", Zayn treated me like "the only girl."

"You know I'm not going to believe that love. That's rubbish. Now tell me why your so sunny today darling?" Louis came over and poked my shoulder. "Come on, tell me." He kept poking my shoulder until I budged. Should I tell him about Zayn? The way he passionately kissed me in the lake. His lips were so soft and comforting. His smell was intoxicating. In a good way.

"Okay, fine." I give in. "Zayn and I had the most wonderful night yesterday. He took me to the lake as we rowed in a boat." I physically couldn't stop smiling. It was impossible. The way I said his name. Zayn, Zayn, Zayn!

"I thought you were scared of boats." Louis' smile turned into a frown. "That's why you never went on one with me.." Things just got very awkward. Now I felt bad....

"He helped me overcome my fears." I explained. "I felt....safe with him." It was the truth.

"Oh, and you don't feel safe with me?" Louis continued being mad. The look on his face kicked me in the gut. It looked as if he was just poisoned by my words.

"That's not the point Louis." 

"Oh, I see when Morgan doesn't like something, it's 'not the point' isnt that right doll?!" Louis screamed. "Well, I hope life is just Jim Dandy for you, birds, sunshine. Have a nice day!" Louis went to walk away. His footsteps were loud and pounding. They echoed in my head.

"Louis wait!" I scream after him. I grab onto his shirt and turn him around, still holding him by the shirt I tell him, "Louis, you know I care about you, right?" A tear escaping my eye slowly drops to the floor and creates a puddle of depression.

"Why don't you tell that to your two boyfriends?!" Louis ran away.

I chase after him. "Louis! Come back we need to talk!"   I scream this while choking up. I run down the stairs to Liam and Niall. 

"Where's Louis?!" I scream.

"He just went driving away, why?" Niall replied, "Morgan, why are you crying?"  A look of concern in his eyes. Such great friends. I can always count on them.

"Oh, it's nothing, that's all I need to know." I hugged Niall and Louis. "Thanks boys!"

I open the door and run outside and  go into the street. ''Louis! Come back!" I shove my head into my hands as I start balling. "Please. Please!" I drop to my knee's. No, this can't be happening! We've been friends for to long for it to end like this.

I turn around giving up to find Louis. A loud "BEEP!" is the last thing I hear before seeing bright headlights heading right towards me. Then everything went blank.

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