This couldn't be happening. How did I end up being Louis Tomlinson's neighbor? He seemed like a nice guy but I promised myself I wouldn't get involved with anybody this summer. Literally just me, myself, and I.
"Aunt Mona?" I called, walking down stairs. I found her outside on the deck sipping coffee and eating some breakfast. "Theres pancakes and sausage on the counter love" She said, without even looking up. After grabbing some food, I sat across from Aunt Mona and struck up a conversation. "What's California like?" I asked. "Well, it can be dangerous and fun at the same time. You just need to decide what is fun and what is danger. Like for example, boys are danger, but friends are fun" Mona mused, smiling at me.
Ever since I was little, my Aunt Mona has always looked out for my well being and has always prevented me from getting hurt. That's why I loved her so much.
"Why didn't you tell me Louis Tomlinson was staying next door?" I innocently asked, while cutting my pancakes. Mona's face turned whiter than a sheet. "W-w-who?" Mona stuttered, looking surprised. "He's from One Direction. I met him on the beach last night when I was walking Cookie" I explained, pouring syrup on my pancakes. When Mona heard Cookies name, her body eased. "Oh Louis. Yes such a nice lad." Mona said.
I knew she was hiding something but I didn't know what. When Mona got up to clear the plates, I helped her. It was the least I could do since she was letting me stay with her for the summer. As I got ready for the day, I saw Louis on his deck reading the newspaper. After putting on my makeup and doing my hair, I announced I was leaving for the day. "Be careful!" Mona shouted, as I walked out the door.
She was right. California is a big place. Since Santa Monica Pier was the closet, I went there first. To say it was crowded would be an understatement. It was packed. Weaving my way through people was the hardest, since so many were close together.
"EXCUSE ME!" I screamed, pushing through. One girl flipped me off! Californians were rude. "Nice one" I whipped around to see Louis. "Not you again" I sighed, walking away. That's when he grabbed my arm. His touch alone sent shivers down my spine and made my knees weak. "Please let go" I pleaded, trying to wrench out of his grasp. "Not until I've taken you on all the best rides!" He mused, pulling me towards the gigantic ferris-wheel.
I felt really relaxed and comfortable with Louis, but I knew he was trying to be nice. Right? Merry-go-round by Kacey Musgraves was playing in the back-round, and it was one of my favorite country songs. "How is California treating you so far?" Louis asked, leaning back on his seat. I sighed. "Better than I thought" I lied; people were just rude.
At the top of the ride, I could see Santa Monica pier, the ocean, and even my beach-house! It was truly a wondrous sight. Louis seemed so at peace with himself when I looked over at him; not a care in the world. But what I wanted to know, was how Louis knew I was coming here. That's when I had the flashback of Louis on his deck and me announcing I was going out. Damn. "What's the Stomach-Churner?" I asked, pointing to the worn wooden sign.
"One of the scariest rides here!" Louis gushed, a gleam showing in his eyes. Uh oh. What's that phrase people say now? Oh yes, YOLO. While in line, a blonde girl came up to us. "Lou-Boo!" She screamed. "Kirs?" Louis looked confused. I was guessing Kirs was short for Kirsten. "Kirs, I want you to meet my date, Carson Dale" Kirs gave me a disgusted look. Did Louis just say I was his date? This was not happening.
Sadly, this truly was happening. Kirs was like a pit viper; peaceful when undisturbed, but lethal when awakened. The thought of it made me cringe. Louis had told me Kirsten was an old "friend" his. To put it in simpler terms, Louis hit that last summer. Kirsten was blonde, busty, and beautiful. Everything I wasn't.
"Isn't Carson a boys name?" Kirs asked. No duh. "Yeah, but my father wanted to name me that. He died before I was born" I explained, unconsciously taking Louis's hand. He let me. I would be denying it if I said Louis and I didn't have chemistry, but I just didn't want a relationship. Or did I? "Louis, why are you hanging with...that?" Kirs sneered. That bitch! "Kirs, just leave. Your an insecure bitch who has nothing to do in life but ruin people's relationships!"
|Emma Watson||as Carson Dale|
|Louis Tomlinson||as Himself|
|Harry Styles||as Himself|
|Kate Beckinsale||as Aunt Mona|
|Dakota Fanning||as Kirs|