Chapter 39

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SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY!! *puppy dog eyes* I'm sorry for the long wait I was revising like crazy for exams because they are very important and obviously I would like to do my best in them :) seriously the people who are still reading this deserve a medal because I have been a horrible person!

Now that I am on holiday I can upload more on all of my stories so YAY no more yucky cliffhangers and stuff! This isn't a good chappy but its on the way to a good one....I hope!

LOVE YOU GUYS!!

ALLONS-Y!

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No you hang up.

You can't hang up a text message ;)

Where is your imagination Ms Malfoy?

There is a difference to imagination and IMPOSSIBILTY

Whatever: so you hang up.

Fine *hangs up*

OMG YOU HUNG UP ON ME :'(

As I read over the conversation again I found myself laughing whilst sporting a fool-worthy smile. Yes, I'm re-reading over a conversation I had had with Louis. We had fallen back into the easy banter that I had seen on the previous texts but without the coupley stuff; just some obvious flirting that I did not object to or fight. He is my boyfriend after all.

After the text I sent him that day at school (which was a week ago, thank you for asking) Louis and I have been texting nonstop. He wasn't on tour but working on their next album and promoting themselves around different places. It was interesting how I felt comfortable with him and his life, like I was used to it or something. That thought kept me comforted as I continued on with my life without him. One Day it will all come back: or that's what I keep telling myself.

Other than texting, I have had no contact with Louis since he came round with the stuff with Colette. I've seen Niall though and our friendship is just strong as ever; even though I spent at least 20 minutes saying sorry for what I did to him.

His response?

"Your apology is actually making me suffer more than you cheating on me. GO AWAY!" to be fair, I was interrupting Colette and his date night but it had to be said.

Every time I saw Niall (he spends a lot of time at Colette's house), I would slyly ask how Louis is and I would always be greeted with a smirk that I did not like the look of. I think he's happy that I still care, which makes me happy in a weird way.

Anyway, things seemed to be healing over even without my memory, so maybe I won't need it to become what I was before. If I did it once then I can do it again, cant I?

Life being an uneventful ball of hours progressed slowly, with these hours being killed by homework, looking after Matt (Mum seemed to be going out more than usual) and obsessing over Louis and the rest of the lads.

"Hey Malf-a-lot!" I broke from my contemplation of life as a person sat down in my chair next to me in my film class.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention Dan (oh I'm such a good friend). Ever since his first day he has stuck with us, whether it's because he wants to or because he doesn't like anyone else I don't know but I'm not complaining; he's a good companion and puts up with my weirdness.

Not sounding vain or anything, but I think he likes me more than a friend and on a few occasions I have caught a look in his eye that shouldn't really be there. And I both encourage and discourage him, like the bipolar person I am, much to Colette and Mercy's disdain.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 26, 2013 ⏰

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