The Rogue | Louis Tomlinson

Chapter 13

Amelia Rogers

"I'll see you on Wednesday!" Lily gives me one last hug before she heads out of our apartment.

It's the long weekend so we won't be back to uni until Wednesday. I'm glad that we've been given Four days of rest from all our studies plus, I get to visit my parents this time since I didn't get to see them the last time I was supposed to.

"Take care, okay? Get some rest. Next week is a new week!" Lily assures me.

"Yeah, how are you sure?" I ask her bluntly, as I bend down to reach for a pair of my shoes for me to pack and take with me back home.

"They'll grow tired of it just as Louis' fans have. Look," she sighs, "you aren't the only one who has been bombarded with questions, praises and insults about what happened with Louis in the Twitter sphere so I know it has been bothering you and it has been so tiring and exhausting but look at the fans! They've stopped talking about it on twitter and they're acting like it never happened. Louis and his band are celebrities so whatever drama comes to their lives will go away. I promise you that by next week, everything will be back to normal." Lily tells me for what is possibly the nth time this week.

"Okay." I say, wanting to believe her words but somehow I don't. Ever since that happened in my life, all I could hear from my fellow students were "so are you and Louis dating?", "Can you hook me up with any one of them?", "hey, can you give free passes to their next shows?" And all the other questions. And if you happen to come across people who are not ashamed to ask questions like if I had sex with any of them, they'll say, "oh, don't deny anything. I'm sure you've done the do with at least one of them.", or maybe they'd ask you questions like, "so how'd ya make him get to you? Did you flash him while he was on stage?", and don't get me telling what the other questions were.

Other than that, some people have already started rumors about me. Rumors about how a girl like me was able to grab such a big bait like Louis. I even heard one of them in the lavatory saying, and I quote, "yeah well, the good girls are always the bad girls". I didn't know what she meant by that but by the tone of her voice, she wasn't pleased with the idea of Louis and I even if there never was an us.

"Cheer up. The issue's dead so let's expect that nothing else will follow." Lily assures me again and then she checks the time. "Shoot. My train's leaving in a few. I need to run now." She grabs the handle of her suitcase and she walks to the door, she opens it but she looks back to me the moment I close my suitcase. "You'll be okay." She says. She sends me a flying kiss and then she was gone.

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The weather cannot be more bipolar than it already is; hot right now, chilly after 10 minutes. The lady in the ticket booth advised me that my train may arrive late due to some technical and engine related troubles so I'm stuck standing right here in the platform. It's 12:30 in the afternoon and my train should have been here by 12.

"Will it take any longer? I need to get to Dudley by 1:30!" A man in a black suit yelled complaining. The security staff shushed him down but he doesn't. Instead, he rants some more.

By 1:00pm, the train finally arrives. I text mum that I am on my way as soon as I took my seat but I remind her that it'll be a long trip because Bedworth isn't near here.

The first 15 minutes of my ride was composed of texting Lily. She said her train arrived late as well and that it took her only half an hour til it got to her station. Other than that, she's complaining about the woman next to her, who she says is all poised and rich-looking, but ended up sleeping with her mouth wide open and the woman is loudly snoring.

The tube started playing soft and classical music; probably Beethoven or Mozart and I, being the lazy person that I am, had to wake up extra early to fix my stuff because I didn't do it last night, slowly dozed off to the sweet and relaxing sound.