I run back to my house, clumsily opening the door. "Ava?" I call sadly, tears spilling down my cheeks. I see the rosas sitting on a counter. I go to throw them out but then I pause. This is inspiration for a song. I choke back a sob and sit at the piano, playing with a few notes.
I was stupid enough to think you really cared
So lost in your eyes, I lost my common sense
When you show who you really are
My scars that have healed
Just come back even mais painful
I can't stand it anymore
Standing alone in a corner
Just a girl and her feelings hurt
I can't understand why you ever hurt me
Lead me on, just so you could beat me?
Well I hope you stay gone
Cause nothing is gonna fix my heart
This time
I sigh as a tear drop lands on the notebook. My phone rings. I don't look at the caller ID when I pick it up.
"Hello?"
"Isabelle, it's Louis. Don't hang up!"
"What do you want?"
"Avery isn't dating me. She's my ex-girlfriend."
"Louis, I wish I could believe you."
"Why can't you?"
"Because of how you reacted!"
"..."
"You hurt me so much it isn't funny!"
"Belle, I didn't even do anything! She's a liar!"
"She kissed you..."
"It didn't mean anything!"
"...It didn't?"
"No! Never! I want to kiss you, not her!"
"Louis, I'm scared to trust you."
"Believe me. I don't want Avery. I want you."
"Okay..."
"Please. Be my girlfriend."
"I don't know!"
"Please?"
"Alright fine."
"Good. Now let me in your house please."
"Bye Louis."
"Bye."
I go to the door and sure enough he's standing there. "Isabelle..." he whispers, hugging me. I bury my face in his shirt. I definately over-reacted. But now... I was dating Louis Tomlinson! Wait until I told Ava! She would flip!
I was stupid enough to think you really cared
So lost in your eyes, I lost my common sense
When you show who you really are
My scars that have healed
Just come back even mais painful
I can't stand it anymore
Standing alone in a corner
Just a girl and her feelings hurt
I can't understand why you ever hurt me
Lead me on, just so you could beat me?
Well I hope you stay gone
Cause nothing is gonna fix my heart
This time
I sigh as a tear drop lands on the notebook. My phone rings. I don't look at the caller ID when I pick it up.
"Hello?"
"Isabelle, it's Louis. Don't hang up!"
"What do you want?"
"Avery isn't dating me. She's my ex-girlfriend."
"Louis, I wish I could believe you."
"Why can't you?"
"Because of how you reacted!"
"..."
"You hurt me so much it isn't funny!"
"Belle, I didn't even do anything! She's a liar!"
"She kissed you..."
"It didn't mean anything!"
"...It didn't?"
"No! Never! I want to kiss you, not her!"
"Louis, I'm scared to trust you."
"Believe me. I don't want Avery. I want you."
"Okay..."
"Please. Be my girlfriend."
"I don't know!"
"Please?"
"Alright fine."
"Good. Now let me in your house please."
"Bye Louis."
"Bye."
I go to the door and sure enough he's standing there. "Isabelle..." he whispers, hugging me. I bury my face in his shirt. I definately over-reacted. But now... I was dating Louis Tomlinson! Wait until I told Ava! She would flip!
The amor of Larry Stylinson is something that we like to think can never be shaken, but it must be hard for Louis Tomlinson to have to share his time with Harry Styles with a load of girls. We know he must want him all to himself, so he can stroke his face and smell his hair alone.
It's a tough life for Louis.
"The worst thing about living with Harry is the constant stream of women he is getting through our door," Louis told The Sun.
"It's relentless.
"The good side is he's a decent cook. He cooks for me — fajitas and tacos.
"The fajitas are good, they are very good."
Louis Tomlinson: "Harry Styles is always bringing girls round"
Well this is promising. A surefire way to a bloke's coração is to go through the stomach (as in with food, not with knives...eesh) so at least Louis is still getting some guac(amole) from Harry and can chow down on his fajita every now and again.
It's a tough life for Louis.
"The worst thing about living with Harry is the constant stream of women he is getting through our door," Louis told The Sun.
"It's relentless.
"The good side is he's a decent cook. He cooks for me — fajitas and tacos.
"The fajitas are good, they are very good."
Louis Tomlinson: "Harry Styles is always bringing girls round"
Well this is promising. A surefire way to a bloke's coração is to go through the stomach (as in with food, not with knives...eesh) so at least Louis is still getting some guac(amole) from Harry and can chow down on his fajita every now and again.
Here they are outside!x
