"Belle, wake up." I swat at my sister with my hands. "Isabelle Jenkins, get up right now!" I open my eyes and yawn. "What is it, Ava?" I ask grumpily. "You have a very special British singer downstairs waiting for you. I suggest Du get up and go meet him." I fly out of bed. "Tell him I'll be 10 minutes!" She giggles and heads down the stairs.
I whip open my dresser. Not a large variety. Mostly skinny jeans, T-shirts, and a few tank tops.
I pick out a pair of black skinny jeans and an old Rolling Stones T-shirt. I look at my hair, it's frizzy and a disaster! I quickly put it into a messy bun and slip on my Converse. I take a deep breath and walk downstairs.
"Well good morning sunshine." says Louis smiling. In his hand, a bouquet of roses. "Morning." I say softly, watching the flowers. "I was passing Von Daisy's blume House and saw these beauties, and I thought of you. So here I am, with flowers." he says. I stare at him when he places the Blumen in my hands. "Thank you." I whisper. "You are quite welcome! Now come on, I'm taking Du to breakfast." I shoot Ava a look and hand her the flowers. She smiles and skips off to the kitchen.
"Louis." I say after swallowing a mouthful of delicious pancakes. "Yes?" he asks, looking at me. A knot grows in my stomach. "Nevermind." I say, swirling my pfannkuchen in the syrup. "No, I hate cliffhangers! Please tell me!" he begs. I look at him and say, "I was wondering... Du know... if maybe you, um, liked me?" Louis smiles at me. "Isabelle... have I done anything to incriminate myself?" I laugh and say, "Well sort of. Your invitation to the ball, the flowers, this breakfast... shall I go on?" He puts his hands up. "I surrender. You've got me caught. But, do Du like me?" I blush and look down. "Yes..." I mumble. He grins and puts his hand to his ear. "Sorry what? I didn't hear you." I smile and say, "Yes Louis. I do like you."
"Good. Now I can do this." He takes my hand and entwines our fingers. I laugh. "So then--"
"Oh my gosh! Louboo!" exclaims a voice. A girl with platnium blonde hair and rosa and blue extensions pauses at our table. "Louboo! I've been looking for Du everywhere!" She turns her gaze to me. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Avery." Avery pauses when she sees our hands. "What the hell are Du doing holding my boyfriend's hand?" she snaps. I look at her and then Louis in shock, yanking my hand away from his. "Isabelle, she's lying!" Louis protested.
"Louboo, don't be so scared to Zeigen our love." He narrowed his eyes. "I told Du we are done."
"Are we?" she asked, sitting on his lap and throwing her arms around him. "Avery. Get off."
"No no." she smiled. She kissed Louis very softly.
And I bolted.
I whip open my dresser. Not a large variety. Mostly skinny jeans, T-shirts, and a few tank tops.
I pick out a pair of black skinny jeans and an old Rolling Stones T-shirt. I look at my hair, it's frizzy and a disaster! I quickly put it into a messy bun and slip on my Converse. I take a deep breath and walk downstairs.
"Well good morning sunshine." says Louis smiling. In his hand, a bouquet of roses. "Morning." I say softly, watching the flowers. "I was passing Von Daisy's blume House and saw these beauties, and I thought of you. So here I am, with flowers." he says. I stare at him when he places the Blumen in my hands. "Thank you." I whisper. "You are quite welcome! Now come on, I'm taking Du to breakfast." I shoot Ava a look and hand her the flowers. She smiles and skips off to the kitchen.
"Louis." I say after swallowing a mouthful of delicious pancakes. "Yes?" he asks, looking at me. A knot grows in my stomach. "Nevermind." I say, swirling my pfannkuchen in the syrup. "No, I hate cliffhangers! Please tell me!" he begs. I look at him and say, "I was wondering... Du know... if maybe you, um, liked me?" Louis smiles at me. "Isabelle... have I done anything to incriminate myself?" I laugh and say, "Well sort of. Your invitation to the ball, the flowers, this breakfast... shall I go on?" He puts his hands up. "I surrender. You've got me caught. But, do Du like me?" I blush and look down. "Yes..." I mumble. He grins and puts his hand to his ear. "Sorry what? I didn't hear you." I smile and say, "Yes Louis. I do like you."
"Good. Now I can do this." He takes my hand and entwines our fingers. I laugh. "So then--"
"Oh my gosh! Louboo!" exclaims a voice. A girl with platnium blonde hair and rosa and blue extensions pauses at our table. "Louboo! I've been looking for Du everywhere!" She turns her gaze to me. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Avery." Avery pauses when she sees our hands. "What the hell are Du doing holding my boyfriend's hand?" she snaps. I look at her and then Louis in shock, yanking my hand away from his. "Isabelle, she's lying!" Louis protested.
"Louboo, don't be so scared to Zeigen our love." He narrowed his eyes. "I told Du we are done."
"Are we?" she asked, sitting on his lap and throwing her arms around him. "Avery. Get off."
"No no." she smiled. She kissed Louis very softly.
And I bolted.
Du can tell that in One Direction's Fotos they have a connection. Even though all five boys are different, with different styles- they still connect.
All five boys had a crush on a girl who was competing against them in the x-factor, she played an instrument. (Not many of those people win)
Du may question, "how do five boys that are totally different connect so good?" Well I know!
Harry, Louis, Nial, Liam, and Zayn all experienced the same things. They all tried so hard to become what they love. SINGERS.
I'm no expert, but I know a lot about them. Even though the boys all drive Zayn crazy... they are all silly. That's why we Liebe them, we are too.
Du can always see the confidence in the boys when they take pictures together, they feel the love.
All five boys had a crush on a girl who was competing against them in the x-factor, she played an instrument. (Not many of those people win)
Du may question, "how do five boys that are totally different connect so good?" Well I know!
Harry, Louis, Nial, Liam, and Zayn all experienced the same things. They all tried so hard to become what they love. SINGERS.
I'm no expert, but I know a lot about them. Even though the boys all drive Zayn crazy... they are all silly. That's why we Liebe them, we are too.
Du can always see the confidence in the boys when they take pictures together, they feel the love.
I was peacefully asleep and in a dream when my older brother, Louis started being loud and abnoxious. "Louis shutup!" I yelled. "You will never silence me!"Louis yelled back. As he stood in my doorway I threw a kissen at him but he just threw it right back and ran downstairs. I got up and closed my bedrrom door so I could get dressed. My blonde hair was curly, as always but I looked like crap with being sick and all.
I threw on some sweatpants and a black tank oben, nach oben because I was just gonna have a lazy day. I walked to the bathroom and put on eyeliner but that was it. Afterwards I walked downstairs and Louis had his bandmates over already. I walked into the living room and everyone looked my way. "Hey Lottie." Niall said. "Hey Charlotte." Liam said, smiling which I thought was absoloutely adorable. "Hi." I sagte quietly and blushing a little. I liked the fact that only Liam called me Charlotte.
I threw on some sweatpants and a black tank oben, nach oben because I was just gonna have a lazy day. I walked to the bathroom and put on eyeliner but that was it. Afterwards I walked downstairs and Louis had his bandmates over already. I walked into the living room and everyone looked my way. "Hey Lottie." Niall said. "Hey Charlotte." Liam said, smiling which I thought was absoloutely adorable. "Hi." I sagte quietly and blushing a little. I liked the fact that only Liam called me Charlotte.