What Won't Go Wrong? (On Hold)

Chapter 7: Unlimited

Ella's POV

We walked out of the theatre, with our feet in sync. I haven't said anything to Louis, after his gross attempt to kiss me. I guess I should forgive him and just move on. Well I guess I already did forgive him, because he even said himself, that he was really nervous, and so was I, I don't think I was as nervous as him. I also think I enjoyed the movie much more than him. It was really cute!

When Louis and I reach the door, he opens it for me, and gestures to go through. He walks behind me, until we reach the parking lot. We stop while Louis searches around for his car. While he does, I stare at him, at his eyes, which sparkle every time he blinks.

He nods in exception, and starts walking towards the back. So I follow him down the criss-crossed paths, until we reach his sparkling red vehicle opens the door for me, and like always he waits until I get in then closes it, and he walks around to his side.

When he starts the car, it makes the same vroom! Vroom! Sound, and I jump when it does. Louis pushes a button, and turns a nob as the music goes down, as it is still blasting from before. The music is soft and sweet, as it plays, it is a love song. You can tell how the artist or singer feels while she sings, as she pours all of her emotions into her voice. You can tell how she uses her volume and words to portray a picture in our heads, as she tells us the story. She sounds a mixture of sad and angry. She says how he was all she ever wanted, the only thing making her happy, the one thing she looked forward to when she woke up. But to him, she was nothing, nothing more that a servant, a pet, someone to keep him company. A useless dump! But how she says it, it doesn't seem like he was always like that. Like he was there for her from the beginning but not for the end.

By listening to this, I know that everyone goes through this, that everyone has their "boy problems" But I also notice that, that is nothing that I have ever gone through, and I don't ever want to. Now of course there was that incident with James and I; My ex-boyfriend, well I guess I shouldn't say "ex" because we never officially broke up. All that really happened was we were good friends over the summer, and then started going out for about 4 months, and then we both got really caught up in school work, and I told him I needed a bit of a break, and after that we never spoke again. He tried texting me, but either I was just plain busy -no excuse- Or I was just not in the mood to talk with anyone at that moment, or I just didn't have my phone with me. And after that I guess I felt really bad, and a bit sad too. But I moved on pretty quickly which I guess isn't as depressing as how this singer felt, but it's the closest I've ever gotten too.

I stare blankly out the window, at the plain sky that looks near to sunset. I curl my legs up and tilt my head, and I fall asleep in just minutes, with the soothing music, the comfy leather seats, and the nice view.

All I see when I sleep is commotion a lot of commotion screaming, yelling, and madness. There is a lot of running, cars and trucks colliding, and police sirens ringing in my ear. Voices shaking me "wake up, wake up, and wake up!"

I wake up to Louis gently shaking me, and softly whispering, "wake up" in my ear. I sit up and find that the sun is almost done setting, how long was I sleeping for? I thought. I look around and see that the car is still, not moving at all, except a little shake, from Louis bouncing his knee, which is normally a sign of anxiousness.

"What's going on?" I ask Louis, in shock.

"We ran out of gas,” He says, with an anxious smile.

"Well, when did we past the last gas station?" I ask encouragingly.

"It was 3 kilometers back"

"Ok, well that's not that bad." I tell him. "Here why don't we just call a tow truck and hang out here for a bit"