POLAROIDS || L. PARTRIDGE [ ✓ ]

23. Confessions

P O L A R O I D S

THE SAME NIGHT, Y/N saw Louis waiting in her hotel room again. He was crossing his arm, sitting just next to a digital clock with a look that mirrored her mom a lot when she went home five minutes late from hanging out with her best friend. Best friend. She wondered whatever has happened with ( y/fr/n ); she hasn't been talking to her for such a long time. "It's half seven, Y/N. Where were you?" He asked. She blinked and quietly placed her keys on the cabinet next to the door.

"Somewhere," she answered.

"Specifically . . . ?"

"Gee, dad. I never knew you could be this nosy," she taunted and chuckled, but his face remained stern. Getting the hint that this wasn't something Louis took as a comedic skit, she sighed, "I went out with June. He brought me to the cinema."

"Really? What did you watch?"

"Does it matter? We watched Crippling Sky."

"That doesn't come out until next year." Okay, he caught her lying.

"Okay. Maybe we didn't go anywhere and just talked. What's the problem?"

"I don't know if you're playing dumb, but I know you, Y/N. You're smart," he elucidated as he got on his feet and made hand gestures to make his point, "Clearly, he's after something from you, not you."

"Yeah. I know," she answered, making him confused.

"So? Why not leave him? Are you seriously going to let him rank up from your hard work?"

"I mean, I think he can change over time — "

"Believe me, I've dealt with people like him, and they either change after a long bloody time, or they never change at all. The only solution when it comes to them is dropping them."

The girl started boiling in anger as she glared at him, saying something she knew she would regret but too mad to care. "Really? Then tell me why you haven't dropped Renza? She's done more than enough."