If you're reading this, you're too late

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"Sometimes the hardest part isn't letting go but rather learning to start over." - Nicole Sobon

"If you didn't love him, this never would have happened. But you did. And accepting that love and everything that followed it is part of letting it go." - Sarah Dessen

"It's only after we've lost everything that we are free to do anything." - Chuck Palahniuk

"A heart is like a fragile branch, it is not hard to break." - Me <3 <3 <3

My name is Sophie Brown, I have a secret. It is only shown behind hidden and locked doors. Can you find it?


13. I thought we were best friends

*Sophie's POV*

I have stayed home for the last week, not knowing what to do. It is almost spring break. I finally decided I was going to stop moping around the house. I got up took a shower, got dressed and did my hair. I walked down stairs and into my mom’s office.

"Mom, I am going shopping, do you want anything?"

"Yeah, honey if you could?"

"Yeah, I just said I could." I smiled at her.

She stood up and reached into her safe, grabbed out some cash and handed me some, then handed me a list. I left and grabbed my phone, car keys and purse. I walked outside and to my car. I hope I don't run into Louis in town, I would probably break down. Even if I was in a public place, and I don't want that to happen, that would be embarrassing. I buckled up and started the car.


When I had everything, I walked to the checkout and stood there waiting for the people in front of me. I turned to the touch of a tap on my shoulder. I was hoping it was not Louis. Thank goodness it wasn't, but it was Harry.

"Hello. May I help you?" I was kind of being rude, he didn't do anything wrong. "I am sorry, it's not your fault, is there something you wanted?" I asked turning to actually talk to him.

"I know you are really upset with Louis, but he is so sorry."

"If he is so sorry, why hasn't he tried to show me he is sorry, instead of just acting like it never happened?"

"What? He has been in bed the last week, crying the whole time, he knows he messed up; he wishes he would have turned my invitation down. He misses you so much Sophie."

"Well, MAYBE HE SHOULDN'T HAVE SLEPT WITH ANOTHER GIRL." I started yelling, when everybody looked at me, I dropped the basket of groceries onto the floor and ran out the doors.

I thought I had lost him until I heard someone yelling my name. I soon got tired and was almost to my car. I stopped.

"Sophie, please wait." He yelled. He caught up to me and grabbed my shoulder. "Sophie, he LOVES you."

"I HAVE HEARD THAT LINE SO MANY TIMES, I DON'T BELIEVE YOU. I AM SORRY."  I got to my car and unlocked the door.

"Well if you don't believe me come see for yourself."


"I am sorry, please. Please, just hear him out."

"Why do you care so much?"

"I care because you are the only girl he has ever said he wanted to keep, that he loves."

"Yeah, right."

"I am telling you the truth, you are his only one, it's gotta be you. Please, just let him explain. Please." He pleaded.

I looked at him, then into his big green eyes. They were so convincing. I stomped my foot.

"Fine. When?"

"Right now, if you don't mind."

"Right now?"

"Right now."

"Not now." I said whining a little.

He looked me in the eyes again.

"Please, Sophie, I can't stand to see him like that anymore."

I looked up and into those big green eyes again. Seriously, stop looking into his eyes; he has these big puppy dog eyes. They make me listen every time.

"Ok, ok, but you will have to take me there; I forgot how to get there."

"That's fine with me. Let’s go."

I got into his car after locking mine again. He started driving, as he turned on some Ed Sheeran.

"I love Ed Sheeran." I said.

'Me too."


We got to Louis' house and Harry got out. I was about to get out but I stopped. He came around the corner of the car and opened the door, I didn't move.

"Come on." He said grabbing my arm.

"I don't think I can do this."

"Wow, you and Louis do have a lot in common, he said the exact same thing the other day when I brought him to your house."

She just looked at me. I helped her out and we walked up to the door together. He pushed the door bell button; I heard some walking then Louis opened the door while talking.

"Look, Harry, I am not going back to schoo..." He stopped talking once he saw me.

He just stared at me with a look of awe.

"Louis, she’s ready to hear you out."

He gulped and moved to the side to let us in. We walked in and sat down on his couch.

"Hello. Would you like something to drink?" He was looking at me all nervous, like I was a celebrity, like he had to watch every single word he said.

"No thank you, I am ok." I said looking at my shoes.

He sat down on the couch across from me.

"Well I better leave you alone then." Harry said leaving. "I will be back later."

"Ok." Louis and I said at the same time. Then we were left alone.

"Sooo..." I said.

"Ok, I am going to start with the first day I met you."

"You don't have to go back that far." I told him.

"No, I do, I have to tell you how I feel."

"Ok." I said.

"Ok, so when I first meet you on the first day I thought, where did this girl come from? She is so cool. Then we started to get to know each other and I started to fall hard for you, I didn't know how to bottle up my emotion. That day when we were about to kiss in your car, I yelled at Harry for calling me, I didn't talk to him for three days. I wanted to replay that day over and over that again. Then the next day I came early to talk to you and you were not there, I was depressed, I thought you didn't like me. I was very upset, but then you came in crying. I thought it was my fault. When you told me what happened I wanted so bad to track that Jesse guy down and beat his ass for what his friends did to you and I wanted to find that jock who tried a move on you. I asked everyone around the school, but nobody would fess up to have gotten there butt kicked by a girl. I didn't know who it was, I was so bummed out. And the other night, I just wanted to take you out and spend some time with you, I would have never imagined what a stupid thing I was going to do. I will regret it for the rest of my life; I will never ever drink again. I love you. I promise you. I swear to god. Please, just let me at least be your friend again." He was crying big time.

I guess it was a good day; I was actually going to forgive him. He was being serious; he was being true to me. Like no one else has ever done before.

I gave him and awe look, like he just offended me. He looked at me funny then started to cry again and apologize for nothing. That was until I started talking again.

"I thought we were best friends."

He looked up from having his head in his hands. He looked really surprised.

"We are." He said.

I smiled. I wanted to go over and hug him, but maybe it was too soon. I don't care. I walked over and sat on the couch next to him and hugged him.

"Thank you for hearing me out."

"Thank you for being the only true person in my life."

I looked directly into his eyes as did he. He was the only one who ever looked at me like that, like he could see right into my soul.

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