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We Go Together

Chapter 8

“Are you okay?” asked Louis.

“Fine. Why?” asked Micky, looking up at him

“Well...” said Louis, “with Max and Veronica back there...”

“Lou,” said Micky, “I didn’t and don’t have a thing for him, it’s just...complicated.”

“I guess so,” said Louis, not understanding what was so complicated about Max. He was a total jerk. Plain and simple. Sure, he was pretty attractive and popular and whatever, but still a jerk. “I’m attractive and popular,” thought Louis, “And not a jerk, I think, so how does that work out?”

“Just, let it go Lou,” said Micky, “I made a mistake, but I’m fine, really.”

“Ok,” said Louis, and then looking at her, “I’m just worried about you.”

“No need to be,” said Micky, sounding sincere, “I’m perfectly alright.” She smiled up at him.

“Ok,” he said, reluctantly believing her. She walked into her house, and shut the door behind herself, leaving Louis alone and confused on the front step...again. He stood there for a moment, trying to process what had happened and then, with a sigh, turned to go home.

He had stepped off the stair when the door swung open again. Louis turned to face Micky, who leaper into his arms. She squeezed him like a boa constrictor and nuzzled her forehead into his chest, “I’m so sorry Lou!”

“What?!” he asked, now really confused.

“For everything,” she said, her throat tight, “For not listening to you about Max, for being a bitch about you trying to protect me, just everything!” She squeezed tighter, until he couldn’t breathe, she he patted her back awkwardly, “It’s ok.”

“NO,” she released her grip a little, “I feel terrible about it. You were an angel and I spit it back in your face.”

“I don’t blame you,” said Louis, “You were upset! You were compromised, physically and emotionally! I’m sorry for being obnoxious and possessive.”

“Thanks for being like that,” said Micky, “Otherwise; he would’ve gotten what he wanted.” She grimaced at the thought.

This time, Louis squeezed her tightly, “Don’t think about it. I still might kill him.”

She giggled slightly, “Don’t be stupid, Lou.”

He grinned when he saw her smile, “I’ll try not to.”

They stood for a moment, wrapped in each other’s arms, and then Louis pecked the top of her head, “I’ve got to get home.”

She was slightly fazed by the tiny kiss, but managed an “Ok, bye.”

She walked back inside, gently closing the door behind herself. She turned the corner and saw her dad sitting next to the window, smiling into his book.

“Dad!” she exclaimed, “You were spying?!”

“Not intentionally,” he protested, trying to look innocent, “But I did see that sweet little move Tomlinson pulled. Should I be expecting a call from him asking for your hand anytime soon? Start sending out the wedding invitations?”

She rolled her eyes at him, “Don’t be daft, Dad. He was just being friendly.”

“Friendly?” asked her dad, raising an eyebrow.

“Maybe?” she said, then flopping on the couch, “Not?”

“No,” he said, pursing his lips, “Probably not.”

She groaned, “Boys.”

He laughed, “We suck, huh?”

She nodded, “Yeah.” They laughed together and then went to eat.

Comments

i love this! <3 i fangirled so much im surprised my parents didnt tell me to go away! LOL xx
@Moira_E
Thanks :) I loved writing it!!
@Sherlolly Tomlinson
Aw poo. Well I loved it!!
@Moira_E
Sorry but its done :( I may write an epilogue of sorts, but no promises :)
Loooove it update sooooon!!