It is saturday afternoon. The week passed fast. It was terrible. Louis was always making jokes of me, flirting with me…
I am on my way to Lottie’s house. I was going to meet her in her place so we could walk together to a mall and meet there all the girls and the boys (who I’ve never met..).
I found her house ,pass through the front yard and ring the doorbell. Someone answer the door. No, it isn’t just someone….it is….Louis!
I froze. I don’t know what to do. What he is doing here??!
“Hello Alison” he says ”what are you doing here?”
“Uhm…..I….I…sorry I must have knocked in the wrong door…I…am…leaving…sorry”
I am about to turn around and get out of that house when I heard Lottie’s voice screaming
“If it is Ali at the door tell her I am almost ready. Just 2 minutes!”
What is Lolitte doing in Louis’ house?
“You know Lottie?”he asks
“You know her?”I ask
“Yes, she is my sister”
What??!!!!This is only getting worse! How Lottie, a nice girl, can be sister of a terrible boy like Louis??
“Alison, you know her?” he asks again
“Yes…she is my friend…”
“Oh this so nice Alison..you are friend of my sister…”
“So would you like to come in?”
“No it’s fine she won’t take long”
“So where are you going?”
“To the mall”
Awkward silence. Again. I’m still trying to get the fact that Lottie is Louis’ sister when she appears behind Louis
“Sorry letting you wait” she says to me
“No problem” I say
“Can we go?” she asks
“Yes” I say
“Bye Louis” she says giving a kiss on the cheek
“Bye” he says ”Bye Alison. It was nice to talk to you” he says and blinks
“Bye” I say quitely
He closes the door and we start walking to the mall
“Are you fine? You look a little worried” Lottie says
“I am fine” I lye
Should I be worry that I am friend of Louis’ sister?