Take Me Home

Chapter 2

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Louis' POV

"SAAAM!"

What a great morning alarm. Mom is screaming bloody murder... again.

Loud footsteps can be heard stomping pass my room to the next. 

" SAMANTHA KATE ALLISON TAYLOR! TAKE YOUR BUTT OFF YOUR BED!"

"IT"S TOO DAMN EARLY!" Sam shouted back

I sigh.  Here we go again.

"DID YOU JUST SWEAR AT ME YOUNG LADY!?"

That's my signal. I quickly got up and went out. Time to soothe mom's nerves or else hell will break loose.

"Mom." I called. 

"What!?" She snapped. When she realized it was me her eyes softened a bit

"Let me talk with Sam."

"Fine." She huffed. " But she has to be prepared for school when you go down."

"Okey" I smiled. She gave me a grateful smile and turned around.

" Don't forget to get ready for your work!" She said as she went down the stairs.

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Knock Knock Knock

No Answer.

Knock Knock Knock

......

Knock Knock-

"Will you please leave me alone! I'm trying to sleep here!" Sam's irritated. I sigh. Here goes nothing.

"Sam, can we talk?"  I ask.

"No." 

"Why?"

"..."

Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock-

"STOP HITTING THE DAMN DOOR!" She's irritated alright.

"Well, I won't stop knocking until you open this door." I replied calmly. 

I heard a few curses before the door swung open.

A pair of blue eyes met my green ones. She is angry.

"Well Mr. Apple-of- the-witch's-eye, what lesson am I gonna hear today or is it the same boring thing?"I stared at her. Sam's curly light brown hair is sticking out. Her eyes are darker than they should be. Her lips forming a scowl. Oval face. Perfectly tanned skin. Skinny and Standing 5ft nd 5 inches. She is decent i guess.

"Why won't you wake up early?" I asked. "Do-

"Wait! Let me finish that!" She interrups. "Ahem... Do you have to make mom shout so early in the morning? You should blah, blah, blah BLAH!" She said as she tried to mimick my voice.

"Oh so you know what i was going to say. Then get ready, I'll drive you to the uni." I informed her. "You have 20 minutes to prepare then 15 minutes for breakfast." 

Beep Beep!

I had just discovered I slept last night with my phone in my pocket. No wonder why my right leg hurts. I got my phone out and saw I received a message from the company. I read the text, read it again, and again and again. Damn it!

"What's wrong?" Sam must have felt the tension rolling off me. I looked at her and saw that she is confused and.... intrigued?

"Nothing." then I left her to do my own preparation.

This is going to be a long day.

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Hey Yo!!

Sorry I updated so late. I actually had the plot all worked out. I just had a little problem with the details. 

Comments are appreciated :) 

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