Stay With Me

Your Highness 1.

-edited-

I sat on the couch in my room. The couch was right in front of my window, with my legs spread out in front of me. I bobbed my head slightly as one of my favorite songs blasted through my headphones. I had my notebook in front of me sketching the oak tree outside my window with its twisted trunks and falling leaves, in the background I attempted to straighten the lines and grooves of the window right across from mine. 

I lifted up my notebook in front of my window for a better comparison but was met with a new figure standing in the window. Putting my notebook down I smiled keeping my eyes fixed on the new but familiar view. 

There he was. Louis Tomlinson. He stood there shirtless in his room with his head down and his bottom lip between his fingers. He was on the phone holding the device up to his ear with his other hand, he had a frustrated look on his face and kept pacing back and forth in front of the window. 

Louis threw his phone on the bed forcefully and sat down with his head in his hands. I saw his chest rise dramatically as he tried to rub the frustration off of his face.

I sat up my knees to get a better view of his body language. What's up with him? Although impatient, Louis was rarely angry. He was known for being nothing but bright and happy- just like the sun my mom describes him. If I had to think of one thing that would upset Louis like this it would probably be his girlfriend, Lily Delfin. 

Louis stood up and looked my way. He froze as we made direct eye contact. I jumped getting caught snooping and covered my face with my notebook sinking into the couch. This wasn't the first time he's caught me snooping into his room but he never closes his blinds and it's not like I'm trying to look into his room, I'm just looking out of my window. Nevertheless it was embarrassing. I huffed lowering the notebook and looking back out my window. Louis's arms were crossed over his chest and a big grin on his face. The sight made me blush.

 I life both my arms up in a shrugging manner "Oops" I mouthed. 

Louis opened his window and I reached over the couch to open mine. He poked his head out and made a funny face.

"Hey weirdo! Aren't you supposed to be getting ready for school?" He asked.

He kept his large grin while shaking his head a little. I couldn't help but smile back at him. Louis never made be feel embarrassed about anything, he knew me more than I knew myself and the things I did never shocked or wierded him out- if anything he welcomed and embraced all of it.

"Yeah!" I yelled so he would hear me. Our houses were pretty far apart, but close enough for us to talk.

"Well then stop the stalking and hurry up. I'll be at your place in ten!"

"I wasn't stalking you I was looking out my window and you interrupted the view." He rolled his eyes clearly not believing me. "Yeah, yeah." He closed his window and I did the same.

Louis Tomlinson has been my best friend since he was born or since I was born I guess. He was born December twenty fourth and I was born three days later on the twenty seventh.

It's funny because my mom and Aunt Johanna, Louis's mom, planned everything out for us. Once they found out they were pregnant at the same time they said we were one hundred percent destined to carry on their bff legacy. The moms met when they were both in 6th grade and have literally been inseparable since. They even took it as far as moving in next door to each other, going on family vacations, spending holidays together and we have dinner together almost everyday either at their house or ours, leaving Louis and I attached to the hip just as they are.

I put on my green converse and a silver tiara on my head. Since last night I've been debating whether or not pairing it with a boa would be too much but it's only going to be today once and I can be whatever I want to be today.