It wouldn't be the Same Without You

Who would've thought a shy girl could steal the heart of funny-boy Louis Tomlinson? He brings out a shining light in her, and they fall harder and harder for each other... Until something tears them apart...

8Likes
9Comments
4022Views
AA

7. No one likes average...

Alesha's POV
We walked side by side along the pathway. It was awkward at the start, as I didn't know what to say to him, but as we went on, we were joking around as if we were old friends. I told him about school, and how I planned on become a teacher. He told me about the band and his family. It felt like we were talking for hours. We walked towards a playground, and Louis turned into the gate.
"What are you doing?" I ask, puzzled as he runs towards the swing set.
"come on! The swing awaits you!" he yelled, still running. I let out another laugh, and run after him. When I arrived, he was already swinging well above my head.
"I bet I could swing this thing right over the top!" He yelled down to me. I snort, and hop on the one next to him.
"I'd like to see you try!"
We raced to see who could swing the highest, and I forgot all about my fear of heights.
"We should start heading back." I tell him, slowing down, and laughing at his silly mushroom joke.
"First," he said, "You have you jump."
"Bring it!"
I picked up speed. I looked over at him, and saw him smiling at me.
"What?" I ask.
"Get ready to jump!" he yells, "1, 2, 3, GO!"
We both leap off the swings at the same time, and land in a heap on the ground. I'm laughing so much I have to hold my stomach to stop the pain. I roll over flat onto my back, and look up to the star scattered sky.
"It's beautiful here." I tell him, "But you should see the night sky in the country. The sky is full of stars, and they're so much brighter." I turn my head towards him, his eyes gazing into mine. His breathing is heavy- heavier than usual. He lifts his hand and strokes my cheek.
"You're beautiful. Did you know that?" His comment takes me by surprise. No one has ever called me beautiful.
"No. I'm not. I'm average. No one likes average." I sigh and look down.
"Don't ever say that. You ARE beautiful. It's beautiful the way your smile lights up your whole face. It's beautiful the way you crinkle your nose when you don't like something. It's beautiful how you swing your head back when you laugh." He leans over and kisses me high on my cheekbone.
Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...