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Chapter 20: Who Is That Man?
Chapter 20: Who Is That Man? (Louis’s P.O.V.)
I didn’t like that guy who had walked in as we were talking. I don’t exactly know why, but he just gave me a weird feeling that made my stomach uneasy. Harry had gone out the door first so he hadn’t been near the guy for very long. I really hadn’t been near him for too long either, but it was still too long for me.
“Hey Louis,” Harry broke me from my thoughts. “Did that guy just now give you the creeps?”
I looked over and stared at him as he drove. He had gotten the same creepy feeling. I replied, “Yeah, I didn’t like him at all.”
“Me neither,” he said. “Did you see the way he looked at Ann?”
I looked at him confused, “What do you mean?”
“It almost seem as if he knew her, but didn’t …” Harry paused for a second. “It seemed as if he thought he was better than her some way, but it just felt off.”
The more we talked about it the more I felt uneasy. I think Harry was beginning to feel the same or at least feel that I felt that way.
“Maybe Taylor knows something about the guy?”
I looked at him. I was hoping that he would change the subject, not just the girl we were referring to. He did have a very good point, so I pulled over so that he could drive to her work. He knew the way better than I did and I had too much on my mind to focus on directions anyway.
“Do you thinks she’ll know anything?” Harry asked.
“I don’t know,” I answered. I had really wanted to say that I hope not because if she did that meant that the girls knew that guy.
The little clothing store came into view as I heard Harry flip on his turn signal. He pulled in and parked right up front.
“Louis,” Harry said in a quiet voice, but I saw what was bothering him. Taylor was standing behind the corner with a sour look on her face, as if she wanted nothing more than to strangle the person that was talking to her. The customer was a tall lean man in a dark suit and dark brown hair. I blinked again to make sure my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me. It was the same man that we had just left at Starbucks talking to Ann. What were the chances of him showing up to both Ann’s and Taylor’s works back to back? From the expression, Taylor was giving him, I would say that this was no coincident.
The man turned away and walked out of the store, giving Taylor a wave over his shoulder with a smug grin across him face. As soon as he had enter his car and pulled away, Taylor punched the counter hard before waving her hand in pain.
“Come on, Louis,” Harry said as he opened his door. “I want some answers.”
I didn’t like that guy who had walked in as we were talking. I don’t exactly know why, but he just gave me a weird feeling that made my stomach uneasy. Harry had gone out the door first so he hadn’t been near the guy for very long. I really hadn’t been near him for too long either, but it was still too long for me.
“Hey Louis,” Harry broke me from my thoughts. “Did that guy just now give you the creeps?”
I looked over and stared at him as he drove. He had gotten the same creepy feeling. I replied, “Yeah, I didn’t like him at all.”
“Me neither,” he said. “Did you see the way he looked at Ann?”
I looked at him confused, “What do you mean?”
“It almost seem as if he knew her, but didn’t …” Harry paused for a second. “It seemed as if he thought he was better than her some way, but it just felt off.”
The more we talked about it the more I felt uneasy. I think Harry was beginning to feel the same or at least feel that I felt that way.
“Maybe Taylor knows something about the guy?”
I looked at him. I was hoping that he would change the subject, not just the girl we were referring to. He did have a very good point, so I pulled over so that he could drive to her work. He knew the way better than I did and I had too much on my mind to focus on directions anyway.
“Do you thinks she’ll know anything?” Harry asked.
“I don’t know,” I answered. I had really wanted to say that I hope not because if she did that meant that the girls knew that guy.
The little clothing store came into view as I heard Harry flip on his turn signal. He pulled in and parked right up front.
“Louis,” Harry said in a quiet voice, but I saw what was bothering him. Taylor was standing behind the corner with a sour look on her face, as if she wanted nothing more than to strangle the person that was talking to her. The customer was a tall lean man in a dark suit and dark brown hair. I blinked again to make sure my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me. It was the same man that we had just left at Starbucks talking to Ann. What were the chances of him showing up to both Ann’s and Taylor’s works back to back? From the expression, Taylor was giving him, I would say that this was no coincident.
The man turned away and walked out of the store, giving Taylor a wave over his shoulder with a smug grin across him face. As soon as he had enter his car and pulled away, Taylor punched the counter hard before waving her hand in pain.
“Come on, Louis,” Harry said as he opened his door. “I want some answers.”
Notes
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1/22/17