She's too young - completed

This is a story I wrote for a fan, Ellie. I'm so sorry I haven't posted it, it's been waay crazy. So anywho, this is a fanfic about Louis Tomlinson. They fall head over heels in love, but will it work? People will cry. Feelings will die. And the world will continue to tell them, "She's too young..."


5. Emily?

"okay class, everybody comfortable with seating arrangements?" Gilmore sat on a stool in front of the classical chalk board. Written on it were a bunch of scribbles and doodles on Romeo and Juliet. A low wave of tired groans filled the classroom as she asked us peers her stupid question.


"Well don't everybody jump at once!" She giggled. "However, this remaining week will be a free period for this class. Thus until I finish this classic Shakespeare mkay?" Gilmore hopped off the stool and hid in the far corner of the room. Her nose burried in her dog eared pages of the book. As usual the class mingled, and I sat being ignored. Even Toothless had a lady friend to perch in conversation with. Not fair.


Shaking my hair off my shoulder, I brought my wrist up that still felt incredibly naked without my charms hanging from it's usual place. Then I curled my fingers and spectated the chipped nail polish. I needed to update my color. Maybe teal, so in season. Perfect way to get Louis off my mind yeah? No. He spoke up.


"Emily?" He questioned.

"Ellie." I corrected.


Wait, he just forgot my name, oh my god that's not cool. That showed no sign of likeness. I should have been prepared, to have a tiny crush on someone I barely know. Let that be one who's almost five years older than me. I'm fourteen, and from what I recall seeing on his facebook is,


'Hey Im Louis! Class of twenty thirteen, I'm single and about to turn nineteen this december. I love to act and sing, I'm a bit of a joker. get to know me?(; Add me, follow me!'


Typical boy's profile, it was almost pathetic I had to hold a laugh in my throat.


"Ellie, back down to earth." Louis laughed.


"Sorry, repeat?" I replied, blushing. I always do that damnit. My thoughts take me over way too easy.


"I talked to your girl today." He smirked.


"S-Summer?" I stuttered, feeling the heat rise a good ninety four degrees. Or whats it a figment?


"She has a lot of rather nice things to say.. about you." His smirk was only obviously directed towards my rosa cheeks.


"what did she say about me?" I stammered, what did she seriously say?


"A lot. But I musn't tell." Louis snickered and pulled his phone out to reply to a text he had recieved five minutes ago. What did she say?

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