𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖 - Louis Partridge/ book 1, 2, & 3

71: The Last Argument

At last, I successfully ended the song. 

"That was beautiful," Will whispers. 

I moved my head closer to him in a teasing manner. "Don't joke me."

"I'm telling the truth!" he protests.

"You wrote that?"

"Yeah..."

"Louis must've been so happy."

"Huh...?" I look up at him; confused. 

"That song."

"He felt so special, I'm sure."

"He did love it," I explained. "But I didn't write it for him, though."

"Actually..." I begin.

"I wrote it for you." 

"I wrote this when you and Isabelle back in 7th grade dated."

"Isabelle?" Will gasps, cluelessly.

"I never dated Isabelle."

"She only pretended she liked me to get closer to Louis."

I stare at him with wide eyes. "Wait, what?"

"I liked you in middle school," I admit.

"Is that so?" he grins, moving his face closer and closer. 

I look at him and I see Louis. I look back at that same moment and realize how exactly similar this all is. 

And that was it.

He kissed me. And I knew from the bottom of my heart that I started to kiss back. 

Which is wrong of me. I have Louis. I love Louis, always. 

"Sunny?" We hear a loud gasp from afar.

"LOUIS!"

"Louis, wait!!" I run. 

"What is there to wait, Sunny?" he looks back at me. 

"I don't understand." 

"You and my best friend, kissing?" he points at Will angrily. 

I look down at my feet, filled with guilt.

"Don't get mad at her." Will interrupts.

"Don't cross the line." 

"I'm not crossing the line-"

"You know she's my girlfriend!" 

"Out of all the people, why Sunny?!" Louis yells.

"I don't know...why it had to be her..." Will replies in a calmer tone.

"You're my best friend!" Louis yells at his face, as soon as he grabbed Will's collar.

"Guys, STOP!"

"I trusted you." Louis cried out. "I always did."

"And this is what you do to me? Kissing Sunny?"

"What?! If she loved you that much, she would've told you first that she was going to Stanford and moving out!"

Louis loosens his grip out of Will's collar.

"Her feelings are what matter." Will points out. 

And suddenly, they're both looking at me. As if had to pick between them. Obviously, I had to. 

But not in that certain way you think. 

"Will..." I talked first. "I liked you because you were my first kiss. I know that kiss mattered to you. And it did to me too."

"But I guess the fact that it was you, didn't."

Louis scoffs and walks out on us. 

I try to run to him but Will grabs my hand and stops me.

"So that's what you really thought about me?"

"Wil...this isn't the perfect time."

-

"Louis, wait!"

"You're going to Stanford?"

"You're moving?" he questions again.

"I can't believe you lied to me."

I didn't want to yell back. Because I know it would just make things a lot worst and I didn't have anything to say in my defense. 

"All this time, I tried to think harder about our future when you already have yours planned."

"I'm sorry, okay?" I start sobbing.

"You don't know how hard it is for me to decide. I wanted a perfect and comfortable future. I know I wanted my life to have you in it." 

"I had to choose, Louis!"

"Tell me your choice now then."

I sigh. "At this point, you probably know what it is."