Just like that, we were back to being close friends again. It was weird at first, knowing that he might have feelings for me. I had read a book once about alcohol and how it increases emotions, so maybe in Louis' eyes I was just a good friend and under alcohol it changed things. So I didn't have to over complicate anything right now, it just wasn't worth it.
A couple weeks passed and we were finally back to normal. We were preparing for A-Level mocks and unfortunately the weekend before that was my birthday, which was this weekend. It wasn't like I celebrated like crazy or anything, but I would have still gone somewhere. It was always a birthday tradition where I would pick anywhere in the Uk and go there for my birthday. I was by myself but I liked that. It was a piece offering, the one day I didn't have to talk to anyone and just listen to my thoughts and some really good music.
We were in Drama practising our mock dialogues. Mine and Louis' was about a couple after a car accident, I was paralysed from the neck down so I couldn't see husband who was next to me as I couldn't turn around. My husband, who was Louis, had become blind so even if he looked my way he wouldn't see me. We are in the after emergency room and talk about what we are going to do. To be honest, I actually struggled with this scene a lot. I didn't know why but I either cried so much or I didn't cry at all. The whole scenario, the car crash, it just reminded me too much of my dad. What if my mum was in the car with him? What if because my mum was in the car the impact was hit on them both and they were stuck in a hospital for the rest of their lives?
We stayed back at lunch the rehearse our dialogue one last time before our mock on Monday, so at lunch Louis sat with me because no one was at the canteen.
"So, Lord Farquad." I'm calling him that now because apparently all of his other friends call him that. "What are you doing this weekend? Let me guess, you will first go over Othello annotations, then maybe do a latin quizlet and then look into the mirror and recite your lines?" He grinned,
"It's not that easy and you know it. Ava..."
I was drinking water so I sort of made a "hmm" noise while drinking.
"Are you not going to do anything on your birthday tomorrow?" I nearly choked out the water in my mouth.
"How do you know about that."
"Carly told me. Besides, I can't believe you wouldn't tell me, I thought we were friends." Suddenly I got really annoyed at Carly. We hadn't spoken for a very long time but she didn't have to blab things about me that she knew I wanted to keep a secret.
"I don't like celebrating my birthday-"
"That's crazy, birthdays are literally made for celebrating."
"You didn't let me finish, Lou. I don't like celebrating my birthday with people. It is my off day, I pick somewhere in England and go there by myself for the day."
"But you have mocks next week you can't go to Manchester or some other place." I sighed,
"That is why I am not doing anything on my birthday."
"No. I am not having that. You might visit places in England but you probably never visited somewhere in London." I raised an eyebrow.
"That's because I live in London..."
"Well I don't care, I know a place that you have definitely not been because there is no way you would stop mentioning that place twenty four seven if you did." Sometimes, besides from him being very unobservant, he didn't listen much either.
"Louis, didn't you hear the part when I said I spent them alone?"
"Yes but it's your eighteenth and it's only one year that you will spend with one other human being. I'm not having no for an answer, I will pick you up at eight pm."
"Oh, that's late."
"Exactly, I know you will be revising during the day because there is no way you can stand binging some show at night so we are doing something at night." Maybe he was a tad bit observant.
"Fine, now if you are finished I have a lesson to be at. I stood up and waved at him only to be pulled back by his arm.
"One last thing, do something fancy with your hair. Ugh, like a perm or puff it up. Oh, and wear bright clothes."
"What are we time travelling to the eighties or something?" He bit his lip and teared his eyes off me, he does that when he is lying or hiding something. I smiled, "Oh so you do own a time machine."
"Maybe, just do what I say, please." I nodded and he flashed a smile.
"Great, see you soon. Bye, birthday gal." He ran off as I yelled,
"Never call me that again!" I tried to think of a possibility of where Louis could take me. There was definitely not a time machine, if there was one I would have transferred immediately. My first stop would be to the theatres to watch the first screening of the breakfast club in 1983, then I would go to a pub and sing my heart out to girls just wanna have fun. But the eighties were in the past, and on a past that I just didn't exist in, so whatever Louis was planning... it wasn't that.
And somehow, even though I hate my birthday and the fa t that everyone treats you different, I couldn't help but feel excited about tomorrow...
This chapter was inspired by... actually it wasn't inspired by Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, Sorry Cyndi Lauper. It's just that this chapter and the next one were going to be one huge chapter but I wouldn't have finished it today and I haven't updated in a long time sooo.
Don't get me wrong, I love the song. It just wasn't inspired by it, that's all. My school starts on Monday, not looking forward to that...
Xoxo
-BrooksAreGreen
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Say Hello, Wave Goodbye -- Louis Partridge
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