The Lost Photo

so I'm going to try and start adding new chapters. It's been a while because of school and my computer brook, so I'm writing this on my iPod. here's a new chapter. enjoy
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As I see Holley walk off into the plane I silently cry to myself. it's like watching my sister leave all over again. I also cry over losing my second mom. Shelby,Holley's mother.

when I was younger my older sister Nicole was going on a plane to go to Washington, D.C. for a school trip. When the plane left a couple of hours later we got a phone call saying that the plane crushed and my sister and many others died. I remember being so depressed , but only Louis helped me out of it. I still hate riding in planes.

Once I leave the airport I go Starbucks and order my favorite, a vanilla latte. I always love to go to Starbucks because I think it's so peaceful. When you walk in you smell the newly poured coffee and fresh baked muffins. For me the surrounding are so fimilar and calming. I take a booth in the back and read my book on my kindle fire I brought with me.

I was happily reading John greens the fault in our stars and drinking my latte till someone cleared their throat making me look up. Who do I find no one other then Louis Tomlinson.
He wearing a red beaning with a red and white stripped shirt with red skinny jeans. I must say, he looks handsome

"yes" I say slightly dazed.
"can I sit here?" He asked me
"uh y..yeah" I say stuttering. why does he have to be so hot and how come I'm nervous suddenly. he slides into the booth on the other side from me.
" so, I was thinking we can get to know each other better since it's been so long" he asks out of nowhere. Im pretty sure he is as nervous as I am ,maybe more why though.
"how about we play twenty questions" I suggest interested in what I am going to find out about him.
"okay any pets" he asks shyly
" no,but I'm thinking one buying a dog soon." I said confidently.
the game continues like this asking little questions about our life till one question came up about my father.
" um so is your dad still in prison" he says quietly
" yeah for about three more years" I try my best not to look scared, but fail.
" hey it's okay he's not going to hurt you" he say to me while he pulls me into to a hug with his welcoming arms
"not while I'm around, nobody is going to hurt especially that man.
"here give me your phone" he takes my phone to put is number in I'm guessing."let me take you home"
" okay"I say barely audible. I can't get the thought of my dad out if my head as he walks me down the street to get to my new house.

Notes

so I'm thinking of starting my story again if people star reading it :) I guess leave a comment if you enjoy and want more.