Last First Kiss (Sequel to "This Kiss", COMPLETED!)

*You must read the first one to understand this*
When you go back to school in September (or in our case late August) and people ask you how your summer was. And they except you to tell them that it was great! You went to the beach, met a cute guy blablabla! Well that's partly true for me. Sure my parents died and I was forced to move to California to live with my grandmother. But that could happen to anyone. I nearly died in a surfing accident, met Louis Tomlinson (and fell even more in love with him), broke his heart, watched my friends fall in love with 2 of his friends, forced to have the annoying (but beautiful) Eleanor Calder live with me and drive me completely insane, and on top of all that my ex-boyfriend Jack shows up and kidnaps me. And yes I'm still in his custody. Will I get saved? Who knows? Just read it(:
Cover by InnocentlyBeautiful :) Copyright ©


17. Off To England



I sniffled. 

"I'll never let go, Jack," promised Rose. 

"YOU LIAR! YOU ALWAYS LET GO EVERY SINGLE TIME!" I yelled at the TV screen, sobbing. Eleanor walked into the living room wearing her pajamas. (She was staying at my house so...)

"What are you watching?" she asked warily.

"What does it look like I'm watching? Titanic--YOU! SEE? YOU LET GOOO! JAAAAACCKKK!" I wailed as Rose broke Jack's frozen grip off of her and tried to get the whistle.

"It's kind of ironic that you're yelling Jack's name in despair and sadness when Jack is the name of your ex who tried to kill you..."

"Thank you Eleanor. You have ruined this movie for me," I said monotonously. She fell into the couch, sitting next to me.

"You're welcome," she smiled, "And you'll be saying 'thank you' for real soon!" 

"Why?" I asked warily. Her brown eyes were bright as she looked at me.

"I'm flying you to England!" she squealed. There was a moment of silence, as I stared at her frightened.

"What?" I asked.

"I thought you'd be a little more excited," she said, leaning back, looking a little hurt.

"No, I am... It's just, I have school and everything... And my Grandma..."

"I already agreed to it," said Grandma coming into the room.

"You what?" I asked.Grandma came around and sat down on the other side of me. Titanic was still playing on the screen.

"You'll be staying with the boys, who I'm guessing are One Direction," said Grandma. Eleanor nodded her head confirming that I was staying with One Direction.

"Are you guys unaware that One Direction includes Louis, the guy who hates me?" I asked. 

"We've been over this Bianca! He doesn't hate you!"

"Is this your ex boyfriend?" asked Grandma. I nodded my head.

"And he does hate me, Eleanor! He doesn't want to talk to me!"

"Wait, is this the boy who waited by your side every day for two almost three months while you were in a coma? The same boy who had this young lady rescue you? The same boy who was willing to quit his band, his fame, all for you? Who did anything and everything for you?" 

"Grandma..." I whimpered, cowering away from the words she said.

"If you ask me, that's a pretty strange way of showing someone that they hate them," she said, getting up, a knowing smile on her aged face. She left the room, not before saying, "You're going!" I sighed. 

"Thanks Eleanor," I sighed. 

"Oh you're gonna mean it soon. But first, tomorrow, you're going to school. Then right after that, we're going to the airport. I'm coming with you. I can't wait to see Perrie! And Olivia and Elizabeth! I think I'm going to text them.... Oh! And I'm going to school with you tomorrow so we can blow Belle and her posses' minds!" said Eleanor. She took out her phone, texting Olivia or Elizabeth. Then she looked up at me.

"You should go pack."

"I guess I don't have any choice in the matter," I sighed. 

"Nope!" she smiled. I got up and walked towards my room. Yippee, I thought sarcastically.


"WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!" cried Eleanor, jumping on my bed. I pulled my pillow over top of my head. 

"What TIME is it?" I asked.

"Five o' clock in the morning."


"What? I just want to get you dolled up so you look so much better than that bitch with the name of Belle. Seriously? Who names their child Belle?" said Eleanor. She stopped jumping on me, and jumped off of the bed. After 10 minutes of fighting with her, I found myself in a computer chair, tons of makeup around me, looking into a mirror. 

"What are you putting in my hair?" I asked.

"It's sort of like a dry conditioner thing. Don't worry, it's totally safe. And makes your hair look super great," she said. That wasn't what I was worried about. About an hour later, my makeup and hair was done. My hair was down and I guess my makeup looked okay. Eleanor dressed me up into something she would wear. 

"I can't walk in heels," I said.

"Well, don't walk, GLIDE," she said. Easy for her to say. 

"I'm so changing into sweats in the car on the way to the airport," I muttered. 

"Whaaaatever. But you're changing into a different outfit before you go and see Louis! You have to WOW him," she said. 

"Right," I didn't really agree. I just wanted her to shut up. 

Finally, everything was done. I felt like I was being an Eleanor wannabe. But Eleanor insisted that I looked like me, just a better looking me. 

She drove me school, parking in the parking lot. The visitor's parking. 

"Technically, I'm a visitor," Eleanor made an excuse. 

"Whaaatever," I sang, while I got out of the car. We got Eleanor a visitor's pass, and the day started. First with Physics, the same class that I had with that Barbie doll wannabe, Belle. When we walked in (on time, might I add), Belle and her clones' jaws dropped at the sight of Eleanor. She gave a little wave to the class, looking all beautiful and cute. Innocence was another thing radiating off of her. Like she had no idea about the little situation at school and this was a whole coincidence that she was here right after it happened.

"I see you have a guest, Bianca, would you like to introduce her?" asked my teacher. I turned towards the class. 

"This is Eleanor Calder... El, do you want to introduce yourself?" I asked. Eleanor smiled at my usage of her nickname. 

"Sure! Hi, you guys! I'm Eleanor! But please call me El! I'm just here visiting. Bianca and I are just the best of friends, almost like sisters, and I just wanted to see what her new school looked like and meet all the people in it!" Eleanor smiled. Everyone stared at her like she was a goddess. The girls, because she had dated Louis Tomlinson before. The guys because, well, it's Eleanor. She's gorgeous.

"Well, we're glad to have you," said my teacher smiling back at Eleanor. After that, I lead her to the back of the classroom, where I sat. Quickly, Belle and her clones moved back, kicking other students out of their seats, so they could sit in front of us. Eleanor and I exchanged looks, little smug smiles on our faces. The teacher had started the lesson, but we weren't really paying attention. The plan was about to start. 

"Have you texted Louis back yet?" Eleanor asked in a whisper. I sighed dramatically as Belle's back tensed. I knew she was listening. Let our plan commence.

"Oh no... I still have to think about it..."

"But you guys were such a cute couple," gushed Eleanor.

"I just... I have to think about it. I don't want people you know, asking stuff about him from me. It'll get annoying...and crazy...and hectic. I don't know if I'm ready for that. I'm only sixteen," I said. Eleanor sighed.

"I understand... But Louis really misses you..."

"He's all the way in England... I just... I don't know. Long distance relationship? I probably would never get to see him! Then he has that tour coming up," I pointed out. That's when Belle turned around.

"Are you kidding me? It's LOUIS TOMLINSON. Sorry, El--"

"It's Eleanor," Eleanor deadpanned, giving Belle the evil eye. Belle was taken aback from Eleanor's sudden switch of behavior.

"Um...Eleanor... But how can you be so laid back about this? It's LOUIS TOMLINSON. You DATED him. She took him AWAY FROM YOU," said Belle. 

"She didn't take him away from me. We broke up, and then a few weeks afterwards they met. Nothing to it. And Bianca is such a sweet girl. He deserves someone like that," smiled Eleanor. 

"I can't believe you even dated him," hissed Belle.

"What? Jealous?"

"Of you?" she scoffed, "No way."

"Are you sure? Because it seems to me that you're jealous that Louis is pining away for some girl like me, instead of pining away for you, a girl he's never met by the way. I mean, if I were you, I'd be pretty jealous." She humphed and turned around, not speaking another word to me. The rest of the day went by slowly. People complimented me on my hair and my clothes. I knew it was only because Eleanor was right there with me, but still, it felt nice to be noticed for the good things, instead of fake bad things. Eleanor signed a few autographs here and there. And then the day was over. I sighed once we got back into her car. 

"It feels like the longest day ever," I said while peeling off my heels. I threw them into the backseat of the car.

"And now we get to head over to England. I'll get to show you my home!" she said excitedly bouncing in her seat. 

"I'm kind of nervous."

"Why?" she asked, "Not only Louis will be there. Elizabeth and Olivia too. Plus the rest of the boys. And Perrie! You'll get to meet Perrie!" I maneuvered my way into the backseat so I could change into sweats. 

"Yeah. I know... But I don't want to see Louis. Especially if he doesn't want to see me."

"Why wouldn't he want to see you?" 

"I don't know..."

"He doesn't hate you. Even your Grandma knows where it's at," said Eleanor.

"I guess." That was the end of that topic. And soon, we were on our way to the airport, heading to England.

Even with Eleanor's reassurance, I still wasn't sure how Louis would take the news. I hadn't heard from Olivia and Elizabeth. And Eleanor didn't say if they replied to her text... So I was going in blind. I didn't like it. 











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