Chapter Eleven: The Truth Comes Out

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*McKenna's POV*

I woke up in the morning in Louis' arms. I smile and plant a kiss on his nose. I could really get used to waking up like this. I wiggle out of his tight grasp and go take a shower. While I'm in there, I let my mind wander.

Did Louis mean what he said? Was he already asleep? Maybe he was talking to a carrot... I get out of the shower and go to my closet. I pick out a pink lace crop top, white shorts, heart earrings, and a bow necklace. I put on my light pink converse and walked into the hallway. For some reason, I didn't like not wearing shoes in my house.

I go to the kitchen and grab my laptop that was sitting on the bar. I open YouTube, remembering what that girl at the diner said yesterday. Sure enough, I had a channel. I clicked on My Videos and played the first one.

Some people live for the fortune

Some people live just for the fame

Some people live for the power, yeah

Some people live just to play the game

Some people think that the physical things

Define what's within

And I've been there before

But that life's a bore

So full of the superficial

Some people want it all

But I don't want nothing at all

If it ain't you baby

If I ain't got you baby

Some people want diamond rings

Some just want everything

But everything means nothing

If I ain't got you, Yeah

Some people search for a fountain

That promises forever young

Some people need three dozen roses

And that's the only way to prove you love them

Hand me the world on a silver platter

And what good would it be

With no one to share

With no one who truly cares for me

Some people want it all

But I don't want nothing at all

If it ain't you baby

If I ain't got you baby

Some people want diamond rings

Some just want everything

But everything means nothing

If I ain't got you, you, you

Some people want it all

But I don't want nothing at all

If it ain't you baby

If I ain't got you baby

Some people want diamond rings

Some just want everything

But everything means nothing

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