Skylar's POV:

I was angry. I won't deny it. I grabbed my bag and started shoving my clothes into it. "Sky..." says a voice. I turn. "Yeah Lou?" He smiles softly. "Look. I don't know what is going on with your emotions... but could you please give Niall a chance?" I bit my lip. "He asked you to say this to me? To beg for him?" I shake my head and slip on my jaqueta and shoes. "Well... not exactly. But we need you to. I need you to." I stare in his eyes, compelled to help him. "Why?"

Louis grabs my hand and shuts the door. "Look, Skylar. Niall quit One Direction. We need him. We have a tour, and a ton of fãs will be upset if he isn't there." I look down at our hands. "Lou... I'm not running to you as the rebound... I like you and Niall..." I whisper. He sighs, tightening his grip. "I felt a connection when I first met you. But... I don't think I can make you as happy as Niall can."

I stare at him, pain and hope in my eyes. "Please Lou... we could try it. We could... and if it doesn't work, then... I'll encontro, data Niall." Louis stares into o espaço for a moment. "You'll be labeled..." he says quietly, looking back in my eyes. "I don't care. I've been labeled all sorts of things since I met Niall." I say defiantly, stepping closer to Louis. He smiles warmly.

"I've always wondered what it would be like to have your lips on mine," he says softly. "Always." I smiled. "I know. But... maybe we should save it for later." I say softly, throwing down my bag. "I have to find Niall."