Chapter 9

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"Yes" I said. I could feel my cheeks go red. 

"Great. So... Its official, You, Angela Myers, are my girlfreind."

Hearing Louis, say those words, made me so happy.  As of now I dont have any doubts about Louis, Its me Im worried about. I can only hope that dont mess things up. I should probably stop stressing now. 

 Louis and I watched tv for a short while, because it was still very early. At about 11:30 we decided to sleep. I felt Louis wrap his arms around my waist and pull me closer, Kissing me right below my ear again. I wonder if he even knows how much I love it when he does that. Within a few minuts Louis was fast asleep. Ther was so many things running through my head that it was impossible for me to fall asleep. It was around 3:30 and I felt my stomach grumble. I slowly grabbed Louis' arm and sat it behind me. I pushet the duvet down and quietly crawled out of bed. I made my way downstairs, and to the kitchen. I saw that my mom had made pasta, my favorite so I made myself a bowl. As I was waiting for the pasta to warm up I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. All I can do is hope that Louis is not being stupid and wondering where I am. I peeked around the corner of the kitchen and saw my mom coming towards me. 

"Hey sweet heart, what are you doing up?" She asks 

"I was hungry, so I got some leftovers." I say pointing above me to the microwave.

"oh, well I dont want to make you upset , talking about this, but...I... I want to let you know that, if you want to date this Louis boy, its perfectly fine with me, I think its healthy you have your first real boyfriend, and I knew this would have to happen sooner or later, your 16 and your growing up."

I wasnt upset with my mom, she actually made sense and I wasnt worried about her, it was my dad that I was worried about. My mom can keep a secret from my dad , I think I can tell her. 

"Mom...I... me, and Louis, umm.... today Louis asked me to be his girlfreind." I say looking away

"Honey, thats wonderful." my mom says opening her arms to hug me. "I am so happy for you, and I know that me and your dad havent always been there for you when you need us, I am so sorry for that. you have to know that we love you. We want the best for you and thats why we work so much." I can feel her tears start to stream down my back. I know that it hurts them to think that its their fault that I am the way I am, even though its really not. 

"Mom, its okay. I understand, that you guys have to work the way you do , for me."

"Me and your dad have changed our work schedules so we will be around more now." she says pulling away from the hug.

I grab my bowl out of the microwave and head to my room. I had completely  forgotten that Louis ws still here. I sat at the end of the bed and finished my bowl, before crawling back in and going to sleep. 

The next morning I felt Louis shaking me out of my sleep. I reached over and looked at the time on my phone, it was 8:45. I heard talking from downstairs. That must be why he woke me up. Oh no! my parents were still here. I got off the bed and opened my bedroom door to peek out and make sure both of my parents were downstairs. I walked back into the room and told Louis to go out the bathroom window again. I realized that Louis' car was still parked in the drive way, every other time he parked it a short way down the road but last night we forgot. I ran downstairs and made sure that my parents werent going to look out the window before louis left. 

"Morning." I say trying to sound like my casual self and not all anxious. 

"Morning honey." my dad says offering me a cup of coffee. 

I take a sip of the coffee and  walk over to the living room, I look out the window and see that Louis is gone. I walk back upstairs and close the door behind me. Now that my parents will be home more we are going to have to be more careful. 

Authors note: please comment what you think about the story an how its going so far. I might do A double update because I have nothing else to do. But im not promising anything. 

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