“What’s been up with you?”
‘Nothing.’ I mouth, refusing to turn my head to look at him.
“Something is obviously up. I mean we just passed a fucking meadow and you didn’t say shit about it.” Coop continues and I just groan, wanting this conversation to end.
My phone is resting on my lap, one of the headphones in while the other one is dangling over my chest. We’re driving in his precious bus, the lavender aroma smelling forced since Fifi made him spray air freshener all over the inside of his car a few days ago.
“Don’t groan at me if you’re alright as you say. It justifies the fact that you’re not.”
He keeps on glancing at me, waiting for my say and I just turn the volume up on my phone.
“Did you ju- You’re acting super immature!”
A small evil grin forms on my lips, my eyes still on the window on my side and I’m about to close them until I feel him grab a hold of my free headphone.
I make some weird inhumane noise, my muffled sounds expressing my shock and annoyance.
The whole vehicle itself swivels a bit as Coop turns his attention towards my earbud, placing it in his ear immediately before his eyes retreat quickly back to the road.
A few cars behind us honk violently at Coop’s dumb ass move there, and I begin to repeatedly slap his shoulder as I try to retrieve my beloved headphone back, my head dragged towards him since he pulled me along when he grabbed the damn thing.
“No fucking way.” He comments as I steal it back, quickly pausing the song on my phone and covering everything with my hands just in case he attempts to do anything again.
‘What? What is it?’
I’m unsure if he caught what I said since he didn’t seem to be really paying attention, an amused smile on his face.
I roll my eyes, turning my head back towards the window.
“You miss him don’t you?”
He doesn’t even have to say his name. Those blue eyes just appear in my head automatically.
I make a monotone sound as response, turning my body more towards the door.
“You do! That’s why you’ve been listening to that song for the past week.”
I shuffle my body a bit in place and I hear him laugh.
He’s really beginning to piss me the fuck off.
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Silent Laughter (Louis Tomlinson Fan-Fic) Book 3
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