The two of them stood there hugging for at least five minutes. Louis, being the cheeky person he is, slapped Isabelle on the ass.
“Come on, we should get going. There are some people I would like you to meet,” Louis mumbled as he walked over to grab Isabelle’s things. Isabelle opened the front of Louis’ car. She sat down on the black leather passenger seat. Louis opened the driver’s seat door and also sat down.
“Much different from your other car, I must say,” Isabelle noted as she looked around at the black interior.
“What can I say? I didn’t really want to be riding that hunk of junk around London,” Louis exclaimed. He started up the engine and began to drive away.
“So how was school today?” Louis asked, trying to start a conversation.
“Eh, it wasn’t too bad. It’s school though, nothing too special. I just wish you were there, it would make it so much more interesting,” Isabelle grunted as she observed outside of the car as they drove by.
“How’s your life going?” Isabelle asked as she turned to look at him.
“My life could not be better. Well, except the fact that I don’t get to see you as much, that sucks, but the boys are so great, you’re going to love them. I still can’t believe it’s been nearly two years since we’ve formed and I still haven’t introduced you to them. I’ve told them so much about you and now they finally get to meet you!” Louis babbled. Isabelle laughed.
“Haha, you’re still the same Lou aren’t you Lou?” Isabelle remarked. Isabelle and Louis sat in silence for about 5 minutes. Isabelle was beginning to feel awkward so she decided to break the silence,
“So how’s Eleanor?”
“She’s great! She’s really looking forward to having your company!”
“Haha that’s great.”
The two of them sat there in silence once again. This time, Louis broke it,
“So, is there anyone special in your life? Well, you know, apart from me.”
“Haha, nope, you’re the only special one in my life Boo! Besides, after what happened with Harry, I think I might stay away from the male population for a while.”
“You know that Harry really didn’t mean to hurt you!”
“Well maybe he should of thought of that before he got drunk with attractive girls!”
The awkward silence grew again. Isabelle sunk in her seat. She felt really bad for snapping at Louis.
“Lou, I’m sorry for snapping at you. I sh…” Isabelle began, just before Louis interrupted.
“It’s okay, babe, I should’ve known better,” Louis assured.
“No, I’m really sorry. I just really wish that I wasn’t such a screw up. Ever since you moved to London with the boys, nothing has been the same. I’ve pushed everyone away, put my parents through hell, I’ve stuffed up every relationship I have ever had and I’m even doing terrible at school. I really miss you Lou. I wish you didn’t have to move!” Isabelle confessed as a tear streams down her right cheek.
“Issi, that was nearly two years ago, why didn’t you tell me that you were hurting so much? If I knew, I would’ve come down more often and I would’ve gotten you to come up more. Isabelle, you’re my bestfriend, why didn’t you tell me?” Louis exclaimed.
“Well you were getting settled into your new life and I just didn’t want to put anything else onto you!” Isabelle explained, bursting into tears.
“Isabelle, we’re bestfriends. You can tell me anything at all and it doesn’t matter what I’m doing or where I am in life. I love you like a sister, and you know that!” Louis reassured Isabelle. She smiled and brushed away her tears.
“I love you too Lou!”