The Child Assignment

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  • Published: 27 Apr 2013
  • Updated: 16 Jun 2013
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Sophie Jones is the victim of bullying, by a guy called Louis Tomlinson, she hates him, he hates her, for 4 years he's bullied her, his friends, Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan and Harry Styles don't, but they never stop it, there in one class together, Social care, Louis' friends aren't in the same class, what happens when their Social care teacher has a new assignment for them to do, not a regular assignment though, oh no, an assignment involving looking after a real child, and he pairs up Louis and Sophie, will they be able to handle the responsibilities? will they be able to cope looking after a living person and not get stressed and give up? but most of all, will they be able to manage in each others company? read on to find out, ps the boys are not famous, at first :)


29. Chapter 29 - Friends

Sophie's point of view

I cant believe I opened up to Louis, and what's worse I cried on him, why was I so weak, but I needed to let it out, my mum never knew about the bullying, Louis, who once was my bully, was the only person who knew, why did I cave so easily to him, he hugged me aswel and then stroked my hair, this was soothening, my mum used to do this when I was younger, I looked at him,

"thanks Louis" I smiled

"no problem, lets get you and her to bed" Louis smiled back, I nodded, I gently scooped Kaitlyn up in my arms, we went upstairs with Louis following, I gently placed her in bed, Louis and I kissed her forehead, we shut the door and left into his room,

"don't even bother sleeping on the floor" he smiled, I laughed a little,

"and why's that" I smiled,

"either you go in the bed or ill sleep on the floor, or we both are in the bed, take your pick" he winked,

 I was only teasing I wanted to see his reaction,

"or else what" I laughed,

"or else this" he said and then all of a sudden he started tickling my neck,

"ahhh no Louis, please, no" I laughed,

he back me on the bed, I fell on the bed, he hovered over me still tickling me, but everywhere this time, yes the waist, but I don't mind people tickling me there, its just holding there, I hope when I find a boy I love I hope I don't hit out like I did with Louis, I kept laughing

"alright Louis alright, get in the bed, and ill follow" I managed to say between laughs,

"good" he winked, he stopped and was still hovering over me,

"you better get in after me, otherwise the tickle monster will come and get you again" he smiled,

"alright" I chuckled,

he moved away from me and hopped In the bed, and laid down and patted the side of him, I rolled my eyed but laughed and slipped in next to him

"better" he winked,

"oh shut up" I chuckled play hitting him,

it seems like we are getting along more, but how long for, I mean, we have to put up with each other for another 2 and a half weeks,

"hey" he pouted, I laughed,

"Sophie" Louis spoke up after about a minute of silence,

"yeah" I replied,

"im sorry for,...well you know....calling you" he said,

"its fine, you seemed to have calmed down now, and ive got to know you more" I smiled,

"I truly am sorry" he replied sadly

"its fine" I smiled,

he looked at me and smiled,

"friends" he chuckled,

"friends" I smiled back,

"can I have a hug" he pleaded,

"of course my friend" I chuckled and he opened his arms, while still laid on the bed,

"sit up then" I said,

"no" he moaned, "just hug while im here" he added,

"no, sit up im tired" I yawned

"no, im tired to" he pouted, while yawning

"fine" I sighed and he cheered,

 I leant over him and he wrapped his arms me and I put mine round him, he was very comfy to lean on, after a few minutes I looked at him and he'd fell asleep, I chuckled to myself and tried to get out, I couldn't,

"Louis" I whispered,

"Louis" I whispered again, he groaned, he looked up at me,

"oh....ummm...sorry" He chuckled and let me go,

"its fine" I smiled, we both said goodnight and went to sleep

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