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*ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ*




𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐘, vibing to my playlist. I sighed, looking over at my phone. No calls, No messages. No nothing. I was expecting a text or a call from Louis. Since yesterday, things got pretty serious. He made me nervous. But I needed to finish my essay. So I tried to ignore the world, and finish my essay. But I'd catch myself glancing over at my phone. 


It was a very rainy day in London. I was in a mood. Everything felt gloomy, yet exciting. I was happy yet sad.

I finally finished my essay after several hours. I was tired, but I had a few hours to kill. 

I got out of my room. And searched around the house for the girls. No one was home. I sighed.

I really did miss out on the fun.

School sucks.

I sat on the couch and turned on the tv. I watched whatever was playing. I kept glancing over at my phone.

Still no notifications.

As I finally got attached to the show, Louis texted me.

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𝐋𝐨𝐮 <𝟑

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𝐋𝐨𝐮 <𝟑

come on avery tell me who he is

avery?

𝐋𝐨𝐮 <𝟑

oh shit

wrong person

wrong person?

𝐋𝐨𝐮 <𝟑

yea, sorry i was messaging a friend

really louis?

you've been fucking stressing me out all day

i've been waiting for a call from you

or even a 'hi y/n'

𝐋𝐨𝐮 <𝟑

sorry, i was very busy today

doing what?

texting avery?

𝐋𝐨𝐮 <𝟑

well i mean yes,

i hung out with avery today

is that a problem?

you could have told me

𝐋𝐨𝐮 <𝟑

what so now that i'm your boyfriend i must tell you everything?

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