Our Story
Missing him
I fed him his burning soup, trying not to burn my fingers. It was difficult, but manageable. He was staring at the tv boredly. He started surfing channels, trying to find something to occupy our interest. That's when my his phone rang. I spilled a little soup on myself, and burnt my left thigh.
Louis's POV
My phone rang, causing Jo to spill my soup on herself, causing me to laugh. She glared at me, and went to clean up. Meanwhile I checked my phone to see Harry calling.
"Hey man! Where is everyone?"
"Well, I was invited to a party, and was allowed to bring guests. So the girls are all shopping, the lads took Niall to pancake house, an I am planning my date with Ashley. How are you feeling? And where is my sister?"
I smirked at his concern for both me and Jo. "I slept for like 5 hours? And Jo is fine. She was feeding me soup until you called. She got startled at my ringtone and spilled it on herself. Anyway, I can't come, because my head is burning! And I have a massive headache. I'll get Jo to come, though. I don't want her to stay home because of me."
"Awww, you are so sweet!" he cooed. Just when Jo came in.
"Where are you making me go? And who is on the phone?" she asked.
I put the phone on speaker, and gave it to her. "You're on speaker, Hazz. Jo is here also, so say whatever you want."
They started to chat. When the party topic came up, she dismissed it. "I'm not leaving my mentally 5 year old friend alone with a burning fever." she said stubbornly.
"Yes, you are." Hazz and I argued.
After a lot of arguing, we convinced her to go.
"On one condition!" she announced.
I prepared myself for the worst.
"I only stay one hour. After that, I can stay or leave if I want to."
"Deal!" I yelled. We wouldn't get a better deal. At least, better than this.....
******Time for party*****
Arabelle's POV
By now, all the girls including Ashley were all chatting in the living room. Harry and Ash are going on their date tomorrow. They convinced me to come with them.
I was the only one not ready yet. "Do I have to?! I mean, I'm horrible with social interaction. Especially with people who are NORMAL!!!!!!" I complained.
The lads were all here. Except Lou.
My angel was upstairs, softly snoring, dreaming about beautiful memories, I hope. They all tsked at me. "Of course you do! I even have your dress and makeup planned and ready! So come on. I'll fix you up in Harry's room, since Lou's asleep." said Ash with a wink.
I groaned and moaned while everyone laughed at me. What good will any fixing do me if I am an unfixable mess?!
She ordered me into the bathroom, telling me to strip off and come. She didn't even give me anything to change into, so I wrapped a towel around myself. "Mhm mhm, Gurll!!! How you so skinny?!?!" she said, in a gangsta way. I just laughed and said, "Trust me, it's not the bets feeling in the world..."
I hated being skinny. It reminded me of my old life, once or twice a week would I get a full meal. She got to work on my makeup, fussing over me. She was laying the flattery on toooo thick.
"AJ?" she said.
"What?"
"It's my nick name for you. You know, Arabelle Joelle, AJ?"
"Oh. Okay then... What do you want?"
"I'm scared. I genuinely like Harry and all, but what if the feeling is only from one direction?"
She was so scared, she didn't even hear the pun in that sentence. I took her hand in mine.
"It'll be fine. If you will keep a secret, I'll tell you something. I know for a fact, that he spent all of today to plan your date. And I promise, on my life, that he does feel the same way about you. He genuinely likes you." I said.
She seemed to have relaxed. She pulled me into a hug. My towel caught on her dress. She pulled away, taking my towel with her.
I let out a squeal of embarrassment and hid behind my hands.
We both turned red from head to toe. In my case, that was fully visible. She handed me my towel and covered her eyes. I got it wrapped around me.
"Sorry..." I said.
She just laughed, loudly. "Guuuurrrl!! We just sistas from different mistas! No need to hide our hot nude selfs!"
"Whatever..." I said, turning around. I got my dress, which weighed about three times my size, and got into it. Ashley, of course, as forced to look the other way. I was done putting it on.
She looked at me, up and down. It made my nerves tangle up like my earphones. I started fidgeting with the tip of my hair. I took a shower, and therefore my hair is a curled mess. But Ash says its lovely. Once I comb it, it goes back to being that straight stick hair.
She pinned my hair back, not letting it fall into my face like I usually do.
"Perfection!" she said in a cheesy French accent, making that weird gesture that people do when they do something perfectly.
I rolled my eyes and trudged out of the room, heels in hand. These, of course, were not mine. One of the girls gave them to me.
I got down the stairs. Everyone was staring, making me nervous as hell.
"Wow." said everyone at the same time. "You look spectacular!" said one of the guys. I rolled my eyes.
"Wait! I'll be right back, I forgot something." I said, running up the stairs, leaving my heals on the floor. I ran all the way to the top floor, to mine and Lou's room. I opened the door—slowly, not wanting to wake him.
I tiptoed to his bed, getting on my knees to be face to face I him.
"I'll be back soon, Lou. Don't worry. Sleep tight."
I pressed a tiny kiss onto his burning forehead.
"Mmm-kay..." he murmured, falling even deeper into sleep.
He smiled in his sleep. I walked out, looking at him once more. He was turned around, his back facing me. I could've sworn he was smiling.
***At the end of the party, coming home***
I went to say bye to Harry, saying that our deal was up and that one hour was over. I waved at him from the door, and headed out. I got into a cab, hauling my 100 pound dress with me. To the guy who had a party with a fancy theme, not on my top ten best nights. It might be one of the worst. It was extremely boring. He made some crapy speech about how he should thank everyone for coming, bla, bla, bla.
The drinks were so bitter, even the punch! I got fed up. I stole my brothers phone. I changed the time to 30 min early. He didn't know. So hear I am, getting out of the taxi, in front of our humongous house.
I ran upstairs, all the way to Lou's room. There was a lump in the bed. Assuming it was him, I gently walked up and nudged it with my finger. I picked up his medicine on the way up.
"C'mon Lou. You need your medicine, just like everybody else."
I pulled the sheets off, to be met with a bunch of pillows. I rolled my eyes. Typical Louis.
"Looking for me?" said a slightly husked hot British voice behind me. I was startled when he hugged me from behind. So startled, I dropped the spoon and bottle of liquid, letting out a tiny squeak. He only chuckled.
"You scared the shit outta me!" I said, pulling away from him. He only pouted and looked at me with the cutest puppy dog eyes. I rolled my eyes and hugged him.
He was wrapped in three blankets. He hugged me, pulling me into his mummy wrap blanket thingy. He was warm, underneath all the blankets. He wrapped the blankets around me and him, entrapping me in his cocoon of warmth.
"How was the party?" he asked softly.
"It sucked. It was so lame, I had steal Harry's phone and rewind the time 15 minutes early!" I said, listening to his steady heartbeat, which, was going a little too fast. Probably used a lot of energy.
"Huh," he sighed. "I knew it was too early for someone too arrive..."
"I know you missed me," I said, playing with him.
"Yeah, and I know the feeling is mutual" he said, looking down at me.
I looked up at him, grinning like a mad man. "Yeah, it always is."
Louis's POV
My phone rang, causing Jo to spill my soup on herself, causing me to laugh. She glared at me, and went to clean up. Meanwhile I checked my phone to see Harry calling.
"Hey man! Where is everyone?"
"Well, I was invited to a party, and was allowed to bring guests. So the girls are all shopping, the lads took Niall to pancake house, an I am planning my date with Ashley. How are you feeling? And where is my sister?"
I smirked at his concern for both me and Jo. "I slept for like 5 hours? And Jo is fine. She was feeding me soup until you called. She got startled at my ringtone and spilled it on herself. Anyway, I can't come, because my head is burning! And I have a massive headache. I'll get Jo to come, though. I don't want her to stay home because of me."
"Awww, you are so sweet!" he cooed. Just when Jo came in.
"Where are you making me go? And who is on the phone?" she asked.
I put the phone on speaker, and gave it to her. "You're on speaker, Hazz. Jo is here also, so say whatever you want."
They started to chat. When the party topic came up, she dismissed it. "I'm not leaving my mentally 5 year old friend alone with a burning fever." she said stubbornly.
"Yes, you are." Hazz and I argued.
After a lot of arguing, we convinced her to go.
"On one condition!" she announced.
I prepared myself for the worst.
"I only stay one hour. After that, I can stay or leave if I want to."
"Deal!" I yelled. We wouldn't get a better deal. At least, better than this.....
******Time for party*****
Arabelle's POV
By now, all the girls including Ashley were all chatting in the living room. Harry and Ash are going on their date tomorrow. They convinced me to come with them.
I was the only one not ready yet. "Do I have to?! I mean, I'm horrible with social interaction. Especially with people who are NORMAL!!!!!!" I complained.
The lads were all here. Except Lou.
My angel was upstairs, softly snoring, dreaming about beautiful memories, I hope. They all tsked at me. "Of course you do! I even have your dress and makeup planned and ready! So come on. I'll fix you up in Harry's room, since Lou's asleep." said Ash with a wink.
I groaned and moaned while everyone laughed at me. What good will any fixing do me if I am an unfixable mess?!
She ordered me into the bathroom, telling me to strip off and come. She didn't even give me anything to change into, so I wrapped a towel around myself. "Mhm mhm, Gurll!!! How you so skinny?!?!" she said, in a gangsta way. I just laughed and said, "Trust me, it's not the bets feeling in the world..."
I hated being skinny. It reminded me of my old life, once or twice a week would I get a full meal. She got to work on my makeup, fussing over me. She was laying the flattery on toooo thick.
"AJ?" she said.
"What?"
"It's my nick name for you. You know, Arabelle Joelle, AJ?"
"Oh. Okay then... What do you want?"
"I'm scared. I genuinely like Harry and all, but what if the feeling is only from one direction?"
She was so scared, she didn't even hear the pun in that sentence. I took her hand in mine.
"It'll be fine. If you will keep a secret, I'll tell you something. I know for a fact, that he spent all of today to plan your date. And I promise, on my life, that he does feel the same way about you. He genuinely likes you." I said.
She seemed to have relaxed. She pulled me into a hug. My towel caught on her dress. She pulled away, taking my towel with her.
I let out a squeal of embarrassment and hid behind my hands.
We both turned red from head to toe. In my case, that was fully visible. She handed me my towel and covered her eyes. I got it wrapped around me.
"Sorry..." I said.
She just laughed, loudly. "Guuuurrrl!! We just sistas from different mistas! No need to hide our hot nude selfs!"
"Whatever..." I said, turning around. I got my dress, which weighed about three times my size, and got into it. Ashley, of course, as forced to look the other way. I was done putting it on.
She looked at me, up and down. It made my nerves tangle up like my earphones. I started fidgeting with the tip of my hair. I took a shower, and therefore my hair is a curled mess. But Ash says its lovely. Once I comb it, it goes back to being that straight stick hair.
She pinned my hair back, not letting it fall into my face like I usually do.
"Perfection!" she said in a cheesy French accent, making that weird gesture that people do when they do something perfectly.
I rolled my eyes and trudged out of the room, heels in hand. These, of course, were not mine. One of the girls gave them to me.
I got down the stairs. Everyone was staring, making me nervous as hell.
"Wow." said everyone at the same time. "You look spectacular!" said one of the guys. I rolled my eyes.
"Wait! I'll be right back, I forgot something." I said, running up the stairs, leaving my heals on the floor. I ran all the way to the top floor, to mine and Lou's room. I opened the door—slowly, not wanting to wake him.
I tiptoed to his bed, getting on my knees to be face to face I him.
"I'll be back soon, Lou. Don't worry. Sleep tight."
I pressed a tiny kiss onto his burning forehead.
"Mmm-kay..." he murmured, falling even deeper into sleep.
He smiled in his sleep. I walked out, looking at him once more. He was turned around, his back facing me. I could've sworn he was smiling.
***At the end of the party, coming home***
I went to say bye to Harry, saying that our deal was up and that one hour was over. I waved at him from the door, and headed out. I got into a cab, hauling my 100 pound dress with me. To the guy who had a party with a fancy theme, not on my top ten best nights. It might be one of the worst. It was extremely boring. He made some crapy speech about how he should thank everyone for coming, bla, bla, bla.
The drinks were so bitter, even the punch! I got fed up. I stole my brothers phone. I changed the time to 30 min early. He didn't know. So hear I am, getting out of the taxi, in front of our humongous house.
I ran upstairs, all the way to Lou's room. There was a lump in the bed. Assuming it was him, I gently walked up and nudged it with my finger. I picked up his medicine on the way up.
"C'mon Lou. You need your medicine, just like everybody else."
I pulled the sheets off, to be met with a bunch of pillows. I rolled my eyes. Typical Louis.
"Looking for me?" said a slightly husked hot British voice behind me. I was startled when he hugged me from behind. So startled, I dropped the spoon and bottle of liquid, letting out a tiny squeak. He only chuckled.
"You scared the shit outta me!" I said, pulling away from him. He only pouted and looked at me with the cutest puppy dog eyes. I rolled my eyes and hugged him.
He was wrapped in three blankets. He hugged me, pulling me into his mummy wrap blanket thingy. He was warm, underneath all the blankets. He wrapped the blankets around me and him, entrapping me in his cocoon of warmth.
"How was the party?" he asked softly.
"It sucked. It was so lame, I had steal Harry's phone and rewind the time 15 minutes early!" I said, listening to his steady heartbeat, which, was going a little too fast. Probably used a lot of energy.
"Huh," he sighed. "I knew it was too early for someone too arrive..."
"I know you missed me," I said, playing with him.
"Yeah, and I know the feeling is mutual" he said, looking down at me.
I looked up at him, grinning like a mad man. "Yeah, it always is."
Notes
Hey guys! I know it's been long. (15 DAYS!!!)I have a lot of stuff right now. Like volley ball classes and music classes and extra study classes. I have barely enough time to breathe between school and extracurricular activities. But I'll still update when I can. I will not let Larabelle's story go unknown!
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Peace out, loves
-Yoyo
10/14/13