Unknown Number: You're beautiful. Who the hell sent that? And I'm not beautiful. How do they even know what I look like? I then sigh and text back. Me: Um, who's this? I silently wait for the response. Dying to know who it is. Unknown Number: I'm Louis Tomlinson. Louis Tomlinson? Isn't he the kid in my film class? Why is he texting me?


4. four

"Um, hey guys..." I say shocked.

They greeted back and they each held something in their hands. Niall had rainbow cupcakes, Zayn had Starbucks Double Shot drinks, Liam had Takis, and Harry had a box of donuts.

"Mind if we hang with you?" asked Zayn. I couldn't just say no to them, so I nodded my head and opened the door wider. They each entered one by one. The last one to enter was Liam and he looked straight at my face, "We tried to call you, but you weren't picking up."

"Oh, I had my phone completely off 'cause I had taken a nap earlier." I explained.

"Nightmare?" he asked concerned. I looked shocked on how he knew and asked, "How did you-"

He cuts me off saying, "You were crying. Your eyes are a little red and puffy."

I nodded and said, "Yeah."

He then hugs me with one hand and says, "Sh, it was just a dream."

I take a deep breath and sigh saying, "You're right."

"Aren't I always?" he smirks.

"Don't get all cocky with me payno." I smirked back as I smacked the back of his head.


Louis's POV

Why won't Bea answer my texts? I messaged her and even apologized, for annoying her. Maybe I should go over to her place and see if she wants to hangout? Or would that be too pushy and weird? God, I sound like a desperate girl, who's looking for a homecoming date...

Ugh screw it! I'm going to her place. I decide to text her friend Hallie, who left a whiile ago to America. Her and Bea had been best friends since elementary school, and ever since Hallie left, Bea has been depressed.

Me: Hey hal! Uh do u by any chanc know where Bea lives?

Hallie: ya actually i still do remember

She then sends me Bea's address. I smile as I get the address and head off to my car. I start the engine and drive to her house.

Two traffic lights and one angry old man later, I finally make it to Bea's house. In her driveway I see two motorcycles and a blue pick up truck. Are these all hers? Damn she's rich. I mean she owns all these vehicles and lives in a nice, big two story house. I finally get out of my car and walk up to her front porch. I take a seat on the staircase and wonder how I should greet her.

'Hey! I was wondering if'- No! That sounds stupid. Ugh why is this so hard? I finally sigh and knock on the hardwood door. After a few seconds she finally opens, but instead of Bea, it was Niall.

"Niall?" I asked wide eyed.


Bea's POV

Niall decided to race me to the door, and he won. I finally reach the door asking, "Who's at the door?"

"Um, hey Bea." says a voice. I look over to see Louis standing there with his hands in his pocket, and a scarf wrapped around his neck.

"Louis? Hey..." I replied. Wow, this feels awkward. How did he even find out my address?

"Erm Niall, you go and hang with the others I'll be there in a second." I explain as Niall nods his head and walks back to the other boys.

"Ssooo what brings you here Louis?" I ask politely.

"Um, well I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd stop by to see if you wanted to hang?" he asked as he looked at the ground.

"Um I have people over, but you can join us if you'd like?" I offered. He smiles and looks up.

"Sure, thanks." he says as I open the door a little wider and let him enter.

"Follow me." I say with a gesture. We then walk into the living room, where Niall was eating, Zayn was looking at his reflection through his phone, Liam was watching the movie, and Harry was sitting upside down.

"Hey guys, Louis came over." I said getting their attention.

"What?" asked Harry shocked as he tried getting up, but he failed miserably for he fell on his head and yelped.

I chuckled at him, but as I looked at the other boys I saw anger in their eyes. "Hey Louis. What bring you here?" asked Liam with a bit of hate in his voice.

"Just wanted to see if Bea wanted to hang..." he said with a shrug.

"Sure." said Niall as he rolled his eyes and continued to eat.

"Anyways take a seat, I'm going to grab some drinks and chips for everyone." I offered as I left the awkward, tense room.


Zayn's POV

Once Bea left the room, I turned to Louis and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Like I said before, I wanted to see if Bea wanted to hang out with me..." he replied with no expression.

"Well as you can see, she's busy." I replied with hatred in my voice. How dare he come! Especially after what he's done.

"Listen Zayn I know we did something-" I had cut him off by saying, "Not we, just you. We-" I pointed everyone, except Louis and continued, "Had nothing to do with that crap."

"We're friends we were in it together." he said with a sad tone.

"No we weren't." said Liam as the rest of us nodded.

"We didn't even know what you were up to." added Niall, as he looked down disappointed. He couldn't look up at Louis, knowing he would be disgusted of himself if he did. Ever since the incident, Niall and Harry have been having a hard time, they were the closest to Louis, and they felt like it was their fault Louis ended up the way he was now.

"Louis just do all of us a favor and go." said Liam as I nodded my head in agreement.

"What? No way! I'm friends with Bea, I should be allowed to stay and-" he complained but was interrupted by a deep raspy voice. "Go!"

We all looked at Harry to see him standing by the couch, staring out the window. Louis looked hurt that his best friend, had told him to go, but he nodded his head.

"I will make things better." said Louis. I shook my head at him and said, "We tried fixing you Lou, but you wouldn't let us, now look what you've become."

His eyes started to water, and he stood up. He grabbed his phone and car keys, and headed towards the front door. He looked back before he left, and opened his mouth to say, "I'm sorry, and please tell Bea that I had to leave, for some family emergency."

Liam nodded his head for all of us, and looked away. Louis then hung his head low and walked out.

"Do you guys believe him?" I asked.

"I don't know..." replied Harry. Bea then walked in with food and drinks on a tray, she put the stuff on the table and looked around. She furrowed her eyebrows and asked, "Where did Louis go?"


Bea's POV

I looked at all of them, waiting for an answer, but nothing happened. Until Zayn opened his mouth and said, "His mum needed him home, some family problem or emergency..."

I nodded and smiled as a thank you. The only question left was, why don't I believe him?


A/N Okay I apologize for this terrible chapter, but I had writer's block for three weeks, and this was the best I could come up with for now.

Thank you!


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