Spitting Image • TFC 3.0 • l.t. au

Chapter Twenty One

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Emily did stay with us even if she had an argument with mum. It was stressful and awkward than ever before because every time Em and I talk, I can feel the tension between us. Em used to be one of those few people I'm comfortable talking to without a care in the world. Don't even think about our 12 years age gap but now, it's different.

After that argument, we rarely talk. We rarely even acknowledge each other's presence but I try to think that this is a way of avoiding an argument with my sister. She gets along fine with Louis, though. That's all that bothers me because it's not fair.

We only talk if she asks something or asks for help or if I have to call her down for dinner.

I was the most awkward week in our place. Push aside my worries at work, I had more worries at home. Mum calls me nonstop and asks me if Emily took her medicine or has eaten or took a bath. Tyler kept calling as well asking if he could come over and stay this weekend.

To tell the truth, I barely had slept all week. In the mornings I wake up with Emily throwing up or Blaine crying from his bedroom in the middle of the night because of the lightning. It rained a lot this week.

I look like a zombie walking in the office every day at work.

Today is Corwin's first broadcast for his show. This is what we've been doing all week and I'm getting sick and tired of Corwin's face. Tonight, I'm going to the studio for the broadcast, taking Holly with me because there's a celebration afterwards and we're allowed to bring a guest. Luckily, she's not busy this weekend.

Louis was the most obvious guest but he's training his team extra hard tonight because of a game against TUA on Monday. Competition hasn't died down. Milly was my next choice but she's busy with her designs for their fashion show. Any of the girls would have been fine, Jess would have been okay, but none of them are here in England at the moment except Milly. So Holly was my next choice. Luckily, she hasn't got anything planned this weekend so she agreed to come.

I would have stayed home tonight because I feel like absolute shit. I feel like passing out the moment I stand up but as part of Corwin's crew, it's essential I have to be there. "Tell him you're sick." Louis told me as I got ready. Holly's on the bed as well in her black dress.

"That's not going to work on Vlad, trust me." I say, putting my earrings on. I hear Louis scoff behind me and Holly giggle.

"He could be sued if he doesn't give you a time off when you're sick.." He says bitterly. I smirk at him through the mirror. "He's a real prick if you think about it"

"You're only saying that because they had a history." Holly says making Louis grimace. He stands up and grabs a hoodie from the closet. He slips it over his head and pushes his hair back.

"I would not be surprised if he's still got the hots for Meg," Louis tells Holly but I feel his arm slowly hugging me around my waist. "But I could care less because, well, I win in that aspect."

"What aspect?" Holly asks, sounding amused. Her eyebrows are raised at Louis with a smirk on her face. Holly knows what she's talking about but she obviously wants Louis to say it out loud.

"The Meg aspect. I can always rub it in his face that she chose a good looking footballer over an egotistical author." He says, making Holly laugh.

"Charming lad, you are, Tomlinson." She says. I saw Louis wink from the mirror. I chuckled and put the brush down.

"You sound like a joke, Louis." I tell him, glancing at the clock on the dresser. "And you're going to be late"

"You know the best thing about being in charge?" He asks, snatching his car keys on the dresser.