Louis was your ex. However...you both weren't mad at each other. Instead you just poked each other's buttons until the other one exploded. But the moment one got angry, you fell in love again, just to break up the next day. Except for today. It was homecoming at your school and you had just suggested a song you knew Louis hated to the DJ, so that he would play it. But that's when your principle quieted the room to announce homecoming king and queen. You stood and waited, just to be surprised with the fact they called your name. When you went on stage you shyly took the crown and placed it on your head, just to have paint dumped in you. You had no idea where it came from, but before you knew it there was red paint all over your dress. You panicked and immediately ran off stage, none of your friends followed you. None of your..."friends"...helped. Louis watched with disappointment as you ran off stage. He knew you two were on and off all the time, and that you probably wouldn't want to see his face. Especially now. But he couldn't help himself. He followed you outside and slid his coat off, Incase you needed it

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