WHAT IF [L.S]

TWELVE

CHAPTER TWELVE
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We got into our home and Louis went straight to the bedroom. I didn't want to push him into talking to me, but he still needed my help after the accident.

"Lou, do you want me to help you with your clothes?"

"No, I'm fine." - He said from the room and shut the door.

I sighed and let it go.
I was going to keep some distance from now, he would speak when he wanted to. I knew him.

I made some dinner just for myself, and checked my cellphone for a while.

I sent a couple of messages to my mother and my sister, the two of them had watched the show and they were proud of us. That made me smile for a while, all the repercussions were excellent on the social media as well.

I also answered some texts from our friends who were congratulating us until I felt like going to sleep.

I entered the bedroom as quiet as I could and, as I suspected, Louis was already asleep.

I changed my clothes into something comfortable and got under the blankets.
I stared at my sleeping husband for a moment but then I closed my eyes, ready to get some rest.

"My manager called, we have a reunion tomorrow." - Louis said, turning his face to me. I opened my eyes and looked at him. - "Our managers, the representatives of our labels, our lawyers and us."

"Sure."

I turned around to close my eyes again. I felt Louis do the same to his side.

A few minutes passed and I was falling sleep already, when I felt Louis' breathing on my shoulder.

"Baby? Are you awake?"

"Mhm."

"I'm not angry with you. You know that, right?"

I turned around again to face him.

"I think 'sorry' is the word you're searching for."

"Sorry" - He smiled at me.

I leaned towards him and gave him a short kiss on the lips.

"Now let me sleep."

I turned again and he hugged me from my back, resting his chin on my shoulder. Everything was fine. For now.

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It was already two pm and we were running late to our reunion. God knows why. I took my car keys and helped Louis get into the car.

"Do you know when my car is going to be finished? I'm tired of you driving."

"I don't know, your father is taking care of that. Besides you can't drive with the cast on your leg."

Louis sighed and took his cellphone out. I saw him taking a photo inside the car.

"What are you doing?"

"Posting a photo."

"Let me see."

He had posted a photo of our hands intertwined over the gear box with a caption that said 'our fate is going to be defined soon, wish us luck.'

"I like it." - I said.

"Me too."

We got to the meeting a few minutes late and everyone was already waiting for us. Louis and I sat on the nearest couch to listen to what they had to say. The lawyer gave us a copy of our contract with some articles marked with red pen and he started talking.