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 toi please give Niall a chance?" I bit my lip. "He asked toi to say this to me? To beg for him?" I shake my head and slip on my veste and shoes. "Well... not exactly. But we need toi to. I need toi 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 fans will be upset if he isn't there." I look down at our hands. "Lou... I'm not running to toi as the rebound... I like toi 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 toi 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 rendez-vous amoureux, date Niall." Louis stares into l’espace 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."
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 toi please give Niall a chance?" I bit my lip. "He asked toi to say this to me? To beg for him?" I shake my head and slip on my veste and shoes. "Well... not exactly. But we need toi to. I need toi 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 fans will be upset if he isn't there." I look down at our hands. "Lou... I'm not running to toi as the rebound... I like toi 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 toi 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 rendez-vous amoureux, date Niall." Louis stares into l’espace 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."