3:04pm

"love you," he whispered, kissing my forehead. 

"i love youuu," i replied. we wrapped each other in a warm embrace, knowing we would have to part for a bit again. 

"i'll see you soon," i said, he nodded slowly, leaning in for another kiss. i stood on my toes due to the height difference, pulling away after a few seconds. 

"okay okay, bye!" he frowned, waving back to  me until i entered our apartment.

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i walked in to see noah sitting on the grey sofa. 

"y/n is that you?" he leaned over, to see me standing at the doorway.

"yeah," i said plainly. he nodded and returned to watching netflix on the tv. 

i returned to my bedroom. julie wasn't in sight, i assumed she was in her shared bedroom with noah. i was settling back in the apartment, unpacking my things and putting them back where they belonged. i heard a knock on my door. 

"come in!" i said. 

"hey, you're back," julie said. 

"yeah," i wonder what she wants from me now.

"i saw your tiktoks on my for you page, quite the celebrity now are we?" she said in a slightly menacing tone. i didn't even notice until i checked my tiktoks from last night which got millions of likes. my instagram post blew up too. 

"oh, yeah it's cool," i said, i didn't really know how to respond.

"4 million likes, all because of partridge and millie bobby brown, you have a good following too! nearly 900k," she continued the topic, i honestly didn't even know much about my social media blowing up. 

"mhmm," i replied.

"and you don't care?" she inquired. 

"uhm, not really? i mean i do, but i don't know," i said, not really lying.

"you could do so much with this fame," she started rambling, i shook my head.

"it's really intimidating, and i'm not famous," i said. 

she rolled her eyes and started talking about how i was famous and how much 'power' i had. i didn't understand why she cared about my 'fame' so much.

"yeah i get it julie, i'm really tired could you get out and let me nap?" i told her, i wasn't tired one bit, but it was a good excuse to leave the topic.

"fine, whatever," julie replied, leaving my room.  

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"dinner's here!" noah announced. i smiled, i've practically been starving. i sat beside an empty chair, julie sitting in front of me beside noah. 

we all ate, i just used my phone while eating for the most part. 

"y/n you're on my for you page again," julie announced.

"okay? i'm sorry about that." i said. 

"y/n you have to post more now that you've blown up, you stilll might get lucky posting a tiktok without your famous celebrity friends," she suggested. well, it was more like a demand than a suggestion considering her tone. 

"i- julie i don't really want to be 'famous.'" i told her. 

"well, you don't hate it now, do you? come on, i can help you!" she persisted. 

"really, i'm fine." i insisted, playing with my fork. she rolled her eyes, and i saw noah give me an apologetic look.

"uh, i'm not hungry anymore. thanks for cooking, noah," i excused myself, going back to my bedroom. we only had 2 weeks left before returning to america, and it felt like something was wrong. 

8:32 pm

louis❤️

would like to facetime..

accept   decline 

i watched his side of the screen connect. but instead of seeing his face, i instead saw his younger sister millie's. 

"oh! hi millie," i greeted her.

"y/n! i stole his phone really quick, he's in the shower right now," she told me, making me giggle. "did he finally ask you? to you know, be his girlfriend?" 

i blushed at the thought, "yes he did," 

millie squealed in excitement, clapping her hands together. i loved seeing how happy our loved ones got when we would tell them the news. 

"he finally got the guts to! i mean he's been trying to ask you for ages. he wasn't too slow was he?" the younger girl asked. 

"no it was quite perfect," i said. 

"he payed me to go away for the weekend, but you should totally come over again sometime y/n!" his sister said excitedly. 

"i'd love to," 

"millie!? who are you talking to? did you steal my phone?!" i heard louis yell faintly in the background. i watched as millie's eyes widened, slapping her mouth with her hand, she let out a guilt-ridden giggle. 

i saw him appear in the background, shirtless. 

"it's just y/n," millie said casually. 

"oh!" he yelped, grabbing his phone back from his sister's hands. 

"i told you to stop taking my phone!" he scolded millie, who i heard laughing in the background.

"what'd she tell you now?" louis asked. he walked back to his bedroom, leaving millie in what i recognized as their living room. 

"nothing really, she asked me if you finally asked me out, and told me she misses me. i love your sister, she's the best," i explained to him. 

"okay, what'd you say?" 

"i said yes," 

louis nodded. "when are you leaving london?"  he asked spontaneously. my heart dropped at the thought i'd have to leave again. 

"in 2 weeks," i sighed. 

i saw his expression change.

"i promise i'll visit you," he said softly. 

"yeah," silence broke out. 

"no need to think about that now," i cleared my throat. "we've still got time left," 

he nodded. "yeah, for sure," 

we talked a bit more, until we eventually got tired. 

"it's getting late, you should go to bed," i said. 

"why don't we stay on facetime?" louis suggested. i smiled and placed the phone on my bed. we fell asleep on call together. 

( louis' pov )

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i watched her drift off to sleep. i lowered the volume of the music i was playing, so she wouldn't wake up. millie walked into my room, i immediately shushed her, putting my finger on my lips and pointing at the phone to signify she should be quiet. she nodded quickly. 

"if you break her heart, i'll break your legs," she whispered. 

"you really like her, huh?" i laughed. 

"she's the best, you better not break up," millie replied. they usually don't care about my past flings, but my whole family really loves y/n, and i could see why. 

"yeah, now get out of my room before you wake her up," 

"okay okay," she snickered, walking quietly out the door. 

AUTHORS NOTE

hey hello i just wanted to spread awareness, i wrote this chapter a while back, but please read my bio!! an innocent black man was wrongfully murdered and shot three times because the police mistook his lunch (A FUCKING SANDWICH) for a gun. please sign the petitions and donate if you can.

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