Prince Charming // L.T (On Hold)

Chapter Twenty

As the rest of the week went on I didn't see Ella at all. I was kind of disappointed really. Maybe I was to harsh on her the other day. But I was mad and I just didn't think I would get blamed for Thomas's attack, let alone Ella being the one to cause it.

The detectives came to talk to me earlier in the week and I have been excluded from the accusations. I was quite glad to hear that but that only caused for Thomas to bug me twice as more than before. Every time Thomas and his friends saw me, they wouldn't hesitate to knock my books out of my hands, shove me, or trip me to make me fall on the floor.

I didn't know how much more of it I could handle. I'm not the type of person to quickly escalate things into a fight and I didn't want to resort to violence unless it was really necessary.

Football practice didn't go any differently. My shins are covered in bruises because Thomas 'misses' kicking the ball and always ends up kicking me instead. I honestly don't know what's his deal.

Is he threatened by me or does he just plain old hate me? He needs to get over the fact that I kicked his ass at that one party.

He deserved it.

"Louis." Eleanor comes strutting towards me and I slightly groan. Why won't the Calder family leave me alone?

"Uh Hi." I say in a low voice. I seriously need to work on my shyness. It's very annoying and frustrating.

"Big  game tomorrow right?"

You already know no need to ask.

"Uh... Yeah." I look onto the ground as we keep walking. When Eleanor mentioned the game, my mind reeled back to me asking Ella to come. I wonder if she'll come, I would really want to her there. I let out a small sigh and continue thinking about Ella.

Where could she be?

"So is that a yes?" I hear Eleanor say in a questioning tone. Did she continue talking while I was spaced out? Of course she did.

Before really thinking about it I answered her. "Yes." Her eyes wrinkle as she smiles and she looks so content.

"Great." She beams. "I can't wait." She goes onto her tippy toes to kiss my cheek and retreats. I watch her leave as I wipe my cheek. Why did she just kiss me? I glance around the hallway hoping Ella didn't see. But deep inside I actually wished she was here.

What has gotten into me? I'm falling for this girl that is the complete opposite from me and I can't stop thinking about her. Most of the time I'm in a constant battle with myself. Sometimes I try to convince myself that I don't have feelings for her but who am I kidding? Certainly not myself. Maybe I'm just infatuated by her and I have no real feelings.

Yeah it's just infatuation. That's all.

I let out a small sigh as I continue walking to my next class. Hopefully today goes by in a whir.

//

"Are you excited?" I groan and tuck my blanket over my head and try to go back to sleep. "Lou wakey wakey." I hear my mum's voice laced with excitement. Ugh what time is it?

I gasp when my blanket is suddenly pulled off me and the cold air hits me. "Mum." I groan. I just want to sleep some more.

"Wake up Louis, you got a big day ahead of you." Realization hits me and I grimace. Today is our first football match and my stomach goes into knots.

"It's okay I don't have to go. I'm sure they'll do fine without me." I get my pillow and press it over my face. And again my pillow is ripped away from me.

"Nonsense your going Louis, come now. I made breakfast." There's no use in trying to go back to sleep since I'm wide awake now. So I sluggishly rub my eyes and travel to the bathroom.  I do my usual morning routine and head down the stairs. Once I reach the kitchen my nose is filled with the delicious aroma of food.