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Chapter 25

My Mom called me downstairs at midnight and told me someone came to visit me for my birthday. I walked downstairs and all the lights were off but I saw this figure standing in the doorway with balloons. From what I could see the person was pretty tall and was a boy.

I started getting really nervous as I got a little closer. I realized who it was and started screaming and crying. She asked me why I was crying. I asked her how much it costs to get this person here and she was like $30. I was shocked, I mean if you can rent Louis Tomlinson for thirty dollars that's crazy.

I then stopped crying once I realized it was a cardboard cut out of Louis Tomlinson.

And now this cut out scares the shit out of me. 

Happy 16th... yeah no. 

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Chapter 25

"They're right in here." an officer's faint voice spoke. I heard heels clicking against the tiled floor and then she appeared. 

"You are all idiots." Danielle sighed, standing back as the officer opened the bars. 

"We know. I think spending a night in a jail cell taught us all that." Zayn said. 

"Louis..." I yawned, leaning on him. 

"What?" he asked softly, wrapping his arms around me. 

"Tell Danielle to shut the fuck up and just let me sleep." 

"I can hear you!" Danielle exclaimed. I flicked my wrist at her and closed my eyes. 

"Love, I can't walk with you leaning on me." Louis chuckled. 

"Then carry me." 

I felt my feet being lifted off the ground and then I was cuddled into a soft chest. 

"Louis, you're so comfy." I muffled into his chest. His chest shook, sending vibrations through my body. 

"Arielle, don't you dare fall asleep on me." Danielle growled and suddenly I was back on the ground. 

"Dani..." I whined, stomping my foot like an impatient child. 

"You owe me." she said, crossing her arms. 

"How much?" I asked, reaching into my pocket. 

"I don't want money." she sighed. "Come with me in my car."