Summer Sky | L.T.

Louis looked like shit and the way he was sitting here now in front of me, made me angry, he acted like he hadn't done anything wrong. "Leave me alone." I said under my breath. I immediately lost my appetite and I threw my napkin at my plate, which was still quite full. I did drink my water and got up to pay. Louis stopped me though as he grabbed my arm and made me sit down again.

"I probably owe you an explanation." He said sounding really tired but I didn't really want his explanation. "I don't want anything from you Louis." I looked out of the window and I felt him hesitating for a second but for some reason he decided to give me an explanation anyway.
"It's your own fault, if you didn't decide to stay in America, this would never had happened." My mouth fell open with a pop because out of all the things he could've said, this was the thing I didn't expect. "Excuse me?" I asked astonished. "I was doing fine but then you made the decision to stay and well leave me." I shook my head because surely I was dreaming this right? "When I got back everything became dark again and it was like you stole my sun, so I went back to the life I knew. It's not like you cared."

This was really pissing me of, who was he to blame me for anything. "Have you ever thought that maybe the world doesn't revolve around you? I had other things on my mind and I am truly sorry if that was to egotistical for you." I know I was raising my voice because people were beginning to stare at us. This time I did get up and walked towards the register and paid my lunch. I quickly walked out of the restaurant and of course Louis followed me.

"The world doesn't revolve around you as well Skylar." That made me stop and turn around. Nobody except family called me Skylar and only if they were allowed to do so. "My name is Sky and I know that the world doesn't revolve around me but as you seem to have forgotten, I got raped almost 8 months ago and that was something I had to deal with before I could even begin to be really happy but whatever Louis." We were right in each other's face by now and he was actually staring me down. I had never felt so heated because even if he had broken my heart I still loved the asshole. I mean me running off to come and save him must have revealed that.

"Why did you even come here in the first place?" Was he really asking me this. "You called me and asked for help. I was crazy enough to think you actually needed my help and then I find you at that disgusting sex club all high on drugs, well guess what that was the last time I'm coming to your rescue!" He looked surprised when I said that. He was really crazy if he didn't even remember that he had called me. "I called you?" I nodded "Yes you did but trust me, next time you call I will not answer, so if you will excuse me." I turned around and walked away, this time Louis didn't follow me.

As soon as I was out of his sight I stopped and leaned against a wall, to catch my breath. What the hell was wrong with him, how did this happen. I mean it was just a month ago that I last saw him and now look what has happened, just because I needed to deal with some stuff. Was this really my fault? I wanted to yell that I still loved him but what good will that do? He is in over his head with drugs and god knows what else and there was no way I was getting involved in that mess.

I know this was probably not the last time I would see him this weekend but next time I would be prepared. After a few minutes I had redeemed myself enough to do what I had planned, which was shopping. I walked into different stores and found some stuff at Primark. I also got myself a toothbrush and a brush. It was already 6 pm when I came back at the hotel. I quickly went to my room and changed into my new clothes and even brushed my hair and brushed my teeth. I was feeling much better when I went downstairs to eat dinner. I was going to a movie tonight and maybe after I would pay one of the pubs a visit. It was still a bit early but when I arrived at one of the pubs, it was already crowded. I walked over to the bar and ordered a beer, as I wasn't driving anyway.

"I haven't seen you before." I turned towards the voice and was stunned when I saw this handsome creature standing in front of me. I smiled at him "I'm just here for the weekend." I explained. "Well then I'm really glad you decided to come to this pub." He was actually flirting with me. This was new to me as I had never ever flirted with anyone in my entire life except for that bastard and I really liked it. It's not like you jump in bed with each other right away.

"You are not flirting are you?" I asked innocently and he smiled in embarrassment. "Is it a bad thing if I am?" he asked with a shy smile on his handsome face. I had to giggle at that because it was like he was caught doing stuff he probably shouldn't be doing in the first place. "No that's okay but it probably won't work." I was still smiling at him. He then took a seat next to me and ordered a drink for himself.

"So where are you coming from because I can tell by your accent that you are not from around here. I'm guessing America though." Well to be fair that wasn't a difficult thing to notice. "I'm from America, California." I sipped from my beer and looked around and liked what they had done with the place. This was a bar for young people, there was a pool table and you could play darts, there was even a dance floor. I turned my attention back to the guy sitting next to me "Do you like to dance?" I asked him and he looked horrified when I asked him that. "So I guess that's a no?" I couldn't help but laugh "God I'm sorry but I really can't dance."

"That's okay, We should play a game though." He shrugged "Okay but first tell me your name?"

"It's Sky and what's yours?" I asked and he smiled "My name is Oliver." I shook his hand "Nice to meet you, so what about that game?" I had already ordered the drinks and asked for some cards. "Okay if you pull out a seven, you have to take one shot but if you pull out a one you have to drink two shots." I explained. This was going to be fun.

Not long after I was already drunk because it seems that my bad luck was following me around, Oliver leaned in and kissed me. I started to kiss him back but stopped when I began to feel nauseas. I pushed him away "I'm sorry but I have to go." I threw some money on the counter and ran for it, I ran into the hotel and run to the elevator and as the doors where closing, a hand caught between the door, making the door open again and there stood the one person I didn't want to see ever again.

"Care to tell me who that guy was?"

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