Ｆｏｒｅｌｓｋｅｔ-1Ｄ-Ｏｐｅｎ & Ａｃｃｅｐｔｉｎｇ;Ｓｅｍｉ-Ｌｉｔ

[g i n g e r.]

Louis winced when she began to speak in Italian, knowing none of that could've been any good. Well, he deserved it anyway. Celia, I didn't want to break up with you. They made me. B-But, I didn't stop them, I didn't fight back when I should have, and I'm so, so sorry. I regret every single second of it." he said, his voice gradually lowering until it was a whisper. He took her hands in his hesitantly and carefully, like she could just slip away again. By the look in his eyes, you could tell he meant every word he said.

[l o s t i n r a i n]

Celia Tomay

|| wearing || 18 || Louis || excited ||
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"Who? My parents, and why?" Celia stayed looking at the ground, even as he took her hands. "What does it matter anyways. I know you mean it Louis but why would you break up with in the first place, even if someone made you and you liked me."

[g i n g e r.]

Louis blinked, looking down at his feet. He felt horrible admitting all this stuff to her, but he didn't want to lie to her. And telling the truth for a clean break normally healed faster. Or so he hoped. "Yes and no... I didn't want your parents to hate me more than they already did, and management was a big part of it. They thought it would be bad publicity. You know I can't argue with management for long. They control my career Celia. There's not much I could've done even if I tried. And believe me, I tried. But, I guess I should've tried harder." he said guiltily. He didn't,t want her to hate him. That's the last thing he wanted. But, he knew management would have his head for telling her this.

[l o s t i n r a i n]

Celia Tomay

|| wearing || 18 || Louis || excited ||
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Celia sighed, scratching her head before she picked her stuff back up and began to walk past him. "You should have just told me that in the first place instead of making me feel like I did something wrong and ruined the relationship." She began upstairs, passing quickly to end the conversation, soon sliding into a room and sitting on the bed alone,

[g i n g e r.]

As soon as Celia spoke, she clearly wasn't listening to anymore of his words. So, he just watched her walk away. Fine, he tried explaining. He made an effort, she just wasn't taking it. Louis groaned and raked his fingers through his hair, tangling them and pulling lightly in pure frustration. "Why is she being so difficult?" he mumbled. He knew what he did was stupid, and she was right, he should've told her. But, she should try thinking. He didn't do it because of him. He was trying to protect her. Management could make her life h*ll, that was for certain. He thought he was making the right decision at the time.

[l o s t i n r a i n]

Celia Tomay

|| wearing || 18 || Louis || excited ||
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Celia unpacked her things, changing into something more comfortable before tying her hair up. She then walked downstairs as she wiped a tear from her eye. Celia slipped into the kitchen, searching the fridge. She picked up a apple, cutting it into halfs. As she worked she sung, her eye focused and her mind numb. "Their gonna clean up your looks, with all the lies in the books, to make a citizen out of you. Because they sleep with a gun, and keep a eye on you son."

[Zoella]

ALENA ROSE PEARSON
"I-" Alena began to speak, not wanting to let an awkward silence prevail between her and Liam, but she was interrupted as he came forward and wrapped her in his arms. On instinct she immediately hugged him back, as they both held each other tightly. She shook her head as he apologized, "No...thank you," Alena let a full, real smile grace her features, "it's been too long since I've had one of your hugs." She giggled before letting her head fall forward to rest comfortably on his chest, listening to his heart beat.

Niall James Horan
Niall let out a deep sigh of relief as Tatum hugged him back. He pulled her even closer - if that was possible - when he felt her snuggle into his chest, breathing deeply the scent of her hair. "I love you Tatum," he said it lowly, softly, so that only she would hear. He pulled back slowly to look her in the eyes, still keeping his arms on her shoulders, "and nothing is ever gonna change that ok? Not even my parents." Niall said every word firmly, meaning them with all his heart. He wanted to use this time with Tatum to truly prove what he had just said to her.

[l o s t i n r a i n]

|| pictures of rooms and the house were added to the front ||

[g i n g e r.]

Tatum smiled and reluctantly wriggled out of Niall's arms, standing on her tip toes to peck his cheek. "I know, and I love you too." she said quietly. Deciding she should probably go haul her stuff up to the room, she sighed and hefted her bag up on her shoulder, wobbling over to the door. She probably looked like a disabled penguin with the way she waddled to the door, leaning more one way to balance out the weight of the bag. She had all her clothes, her camera, her song books, and just stuff she needed in there. But she was a big girl, metaphorically speaking. She could handle it herself. So, she turned around and used her back and bum to open the door, her tongue poking slightly out of her mouth in concentration, a habit she had. A strong habit at that as a matter of fact.

{don't know what to post for Louis...}

[h.ab.its]

Liam smiled and squeezed her tightly."Do you wanna take your bags to our room?"He asked with a soft smile,looking down at the girl,brushing a strand of her hair back.
{WB}