Things Change

Kaelie isn't a normal teenage girl. Her abusive ex, Bronson, left his "mark" on Kaelie so she will always remember him. She's a bulemic, and shes insecure. Her family isn't really around for these things too (told in story) so she struggles. Kaelie believes that shes a no-good fuck-up who doesn't belong. Until, that is, she meets Louis Tomlinson. Louis treats her as if the world doesn't matter, only she matters. Then, Louis introduces her to his friends. In a few turns, theres some issues.. Will Kaelie be able to handle it all? Is Bronson going to return? Will the boys fall for her? Or someone else?


3. Movies and Shrieks



Louis POV


I got to her house at 7PM exactly. I brought some cookies and crisps/chips for us to munch on. She opened the door, in the same outfit as before. I smiled and hugged her, and entered her home. I saw stairs, and also one of those seat thingys that has a railing that kind of drives you up the stairs if youre handicaped. I guess her Dad's handicaped. "So, I thought we could watch the movie LOL?" "Sure" We got comfy on the couch together and put in the movie. Through it we laughed our asses off. One part, the girl was plucking her eyebrows, but it was so tireing for her, that she got her razor to do it instead. Then her sister shook her seat, and she shaved off half her eyebrow! Kaelie gasped in horror at the eyebrow, but we also laughed because its weird shape and the girl's reaction. We made eye contact and just stared. Our eyes were sparkling, because of eachothers presence, and because the TV. It was 9PM, and it was really dark, so we sat close to eachother. She inched closer, as did I. Our eyes fluttered, and closed as her soft lips made contact with mine. Sparks flew like fireworks.. well they kinda were fireworks, haha. It was slow, soft, and passionate. Our lips moved in the same rythm for about 5 minutes until we heard a beeping noise, which meant someone or something opened a door/window in the house. Kaelie tensed and her breathing sped up. I was holding her hand, and I could feel her heart beating! She ran to her fathers room, and I followed. I sprinted, to catch up, and once I did we burst through the door. Once we entered and she gasped and screeched. Holy shit!!


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