Maybe It's Fate

Then Louis grabbed my face and smashed his lips onto mine. It was aggressive and fast paced and passionate and perfect. The kiss left me light headed and jelly legged. I only had enough sense left in me to give one big final push. "Stop doing that!" I fisted my hands in my hair out of frustration. "Then just admit it! You like me!" "No!" I was pacing the floor, trying to run all thoughts of that kiss out of my mind. "Why! Why do you keep denying this, US! Why can't you just say it!" "BECAUSE!" I shouted "because I can't" I repeated in a softer tone. "Why not?" Louis asked copying my lower volume. "Because Louis, I'm not supposed to" I shrugged. "What are you talking about?" "I'm not supposed to like you Louis" I let out an unamused chuckle " I'm not supposed to make out with my brother's best mate. I'm not supposed to fall for a guy I barely know. I'm not supposed to be the girl who can't remember. I wasn't supposed to be in that accident Louis. Why was I in that accident?" My eyes were blurring around the edges because they were clouded with tears, and this time they were reals ones.