The Boy Down The Street

Elani Chade (pronounced Elahni) is an extremely shy, timid girl, who is struggling through bulling at school. Her only true friend, Louis Tomlinson, is loud, popular and a jokester. They are complete opposites, but are inseparable. What happens when they start falling in love? Will it work out well, or will it break their friendship?

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18. The speech of truth

Well guys, I'm back in Australia! Incredibly jet lag yes, but so happy! And I came back just in time for Australia day! For all those Aussies out there, Happy Australia day! Put loads of sunscreen on :)

 

'Come on Louis. Yes we're in Paris, but you still have homework! Read your book!' Liam ordered in frustration as Louis jumped on the bed.

'Read? Never! Now a days we watch the movie! You're so old school!'

Liam shook his head. 'If you don't read, you'll be old and still in school. Come on!'

'I can't Liam! Every time I read, a little bit of my brain shrivels up and dies- imagine a world without me! I can't do it.' 

'Yes you can!'

'Why can't you just tell me what happens, like every other time?'

'Because it's your own work! And reading is fun, Louis! Just try it!'

Louis jumped, the mattress creaking, and reached for the ceiling. 'Look. I'll take care of my fun thing, and you'll take care of yours.'

Harry groaned beneath him. 'I'm trying to sleep! You're making the bed creak! Be a little less noisy for once!'

'Ahh, turning into Zayn,' Louis chuckled. Harry reached out blindly to slap him, but Louis darted out of reach.

'Just read!' Liam said, throwing Louis' book at him. 'Or I'll- I'll stop buying you carrots!'

Louis sighed. 'Fine. But just so you know, every book I've ever had has ended up in the garbage!' Glumly he jumped from the bed and sat on the ground, opening his book.

 

'Stop pretending Louis!' Liam shouted from across the room. 

'Who says I'm pretending?' Louis said hurriedly, turning his phone off and hiding it under the bed.

'Your book is upside down!' Liam hissed. 'Can't you concentrate for at least five minutes?'

Louis turned his book the right way up. 'Look. Why can't we just have a party? Pleasssse Liam please?

 

'No! Homework!'

Louis threw his book across the room. 'Never ever ever ever!'

Harry groaned. 'Liam, just let him have his party. I don't feel like lying down that much either.'

Liam sighed and put his book down. 'Fine. Five minutes. Then back to work.'

Louis clapped his hands like a two year old. 'We've finally seen the day! Liam approves of the party! A minute of silence everyone!' He ducked his head as Harry laughed and threw popcorn at him. Louis raised an eyebrow. 'Converting five minutes- to five hours.' He smirked. 'Bring it on Harry.'

 

Louis couldn't sleep. There was too much on his mind. Paris- Bianca- Ellie, Ellie and Ellie again. He buried his head in his pillow, his party mode fading. A second more and he would of had time to kiss Ellie. Just one more second! He thumped the mattress angrily.

Suddenly he heard a creaking noise. He looked up slowly and rubbed his eyes. He opened them again and gasped.

The door to the room was open, and light shone through the doorway like a spotlight. Ellie leaned against the doorframe like an angel, her hair flowing behind her and her face half in shadow.

'Lou?'

Louis closed his mouth, which was practically on the floor. 'Yeah?'

'You're not asleep?'

'No.'

'Are liam and Harry?'

'Yes.'

Ellie sighed in relief. 'Uh... Do you mind if I stay here for a bit? I mean, I can't sleep either and...'

Louis grinned. 'Actually, this room's a bit crowded now, do you want to go to yours?'

'My room?'

'If you don't mind.'

'Not at all.'

She moved away from the doorway into her own room. Louis breathed in and hopped out of bed, wincing as the cold air stung his skin.

Ellie sat on the bed and patted the space next to her. Louis couldn't of been happier. Cold yes, but happy. He lay down and glanced at her. 'Aww you're shivering. Come closer. Don't be shy.'

She hesitated before turning around to face him and moved closer. He wrapped his arms around her, and she buried her head in his chest. For a few minutes they lay quietly together, enjoying each others company.

'Ellie?'

She looked up. '

What are you thinking about?'

'Thi-thinking?'

'Yeah. You're thinking. Tell me?'

'I-I-'

'Is it personal?' He asked concerned.

'No, no.' She adjusted her position and he wrapped his arms around her tighter. 'Just about school, you know. Tests, holidays coming up soon, well, Bianca I guess, and Paris.'

He nodded and ran a hand through her hair. She snuggled closer. 'You don't suppose Bianca's up to anything do you?' Ellie questioned, her eyes suddenly sparkling with fear. 'I mean, the one thing I've learnt from her is that she'll never give up. Ever. And now she doesn't like you either, Lou. I told you not to get involved.'

'Well what have I been telling you? That I've got your back, and I'll do anything to protect you. Anything.'

'Louis-'

'Ellie.'

'Louis-'

'Ellie.'

'Louis let me speak! Please don't hurt yourself-'

'I won't I won't!' Louis surrendered. 'Ok? I promise.'

She nodded and sighed. 'I mean, it's so nice of you to always be there for me. Sometimes I feel so- insecure. Bianca's so pretty and she gets boys just like that.' She clicked her fingers, the noise echoing around the room.

'I've never dated anyone in my life. I keep comparing myself to people and I keep thinking that I'm not good enough for you or the other boys. I'm not good at anything, I'm always shy, and I'm not- not- pretty or confident. I always feel alone and I muck everything up. My clothes are old fashioned and I'm short, not tall like those other girls in my class- I'm always the last person to get chosen at school- and everything makes me believe that I'm just not a good-enough person.'

A tear slipped down her cheek, and she closed her eyes hurriedly and blinked the rest away.

Louis listened in shock. 'Firstly, you are definitely a good person. Never compare yourself to others, especially Bianca. You're the prettiest person I know, it doesn't matter that you're shy or short. I don't understand why you're never chosen first, you're one of the fastest runners in the grade. Why don't you believe in yourself? I like you the way you are, and nothing would change the fact that you're my best friend. I know you the best and nobody has the right to treat you like that.'

He wrapped an arm around her waist, bringing her closer to him as another tear slipped from her eyes. He bit his lip. 'I'll prove it. I'll prove to you that I know you the best.'

He got out if bed and picked up a shirt from the floor.

'This is you're favourite shirt.' Louis said confidently. 'You've worn it twice this week.' He dropped it on the floor again, replacing it with a pair of vans. 'You wear these vans every day. You tie you're hair up in that blue scrunchie. You're hair is always in a ponytail because you're scared of what people will think of you with you're hair down. In my opinion, you have the most beautiful hair in the world.

'The way you bite you're lip when you're nervous, the way you blush every time I touch you. You're favourite food is pizza, you love Pepsi, and you eat all the carrots I give you even though you're probably sick of them. You get along with my sisters so well, and they're so inspired by you. I notice how you walk up the stairs two at a time, how you sling your school bag over you're left shoulder, how you sit at the back of the classroom. I know you're scared of heights, you love playing football and you like choc-chip ice cream.

'But most of all Ellie, it's you're smile I pay attention to the most. When you smile your eyes light up; the whole world lights up. When you smile, I smile. When you're sad, so am I. So please believe in yourself, because I can't bare to see you so upset.'

He strode over to the bed, and wiped her tears away with his thumbs. 'Please?'

Ellie sobbed, more tears streaming down her face, wetting his t-shirt.. 'You're the bestest best friend ever.'

He chuckled, knowing his speech meant a lot to her. 'Aww thanks babe.' He kissed the top of her head. 'And I want you to know, that you're bestest best friend loves you very much. You better sleep now.'

She nodded and closed her eyes, looking more and more like an angel. An angel at peace. Immediately he thought of that night when they had slept together in his room back in Doncaster. She had talked in her sleep and accidentally mentioned she loved him. He smiled at the memory. He glanced back down at her. She was asleep. He smoothed her hair back and placed a kiss on her forehead, falling asleep beside her.

 

That speech was not just for Elani. I've just realised how stupid people can be. They bully people, call them names and think they're geniuses. Obviously they're not, which is why, bullies out there- stop it. If you think you're going to be more popular by bullying, forget about it. One of my friends has been bullied throughout her entire school years. People think it's funny and smart, think that people will like them.  But I've seen the affect of it. People who are bullied  start to become someone they're not. 

Being defeated is often a temporary condition. Giving up is what makes it permanent. 

Of course I won't forget all those people who are really really REALLY nice. Which brings us to a girl called Chelsea. She's only twelve, and from Australia. I haven't met her face to face, but she's one of the nicest people I have ever known. PLEASE, PLEASE read her movella. It's called Ups and Downs, and I love it to bits. You won't be disappointed, I promise.

Thanks for sticking with me this far. Love you all.

Oh, and I might be writing a new movella too. I depends if I can handle two.

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