Hello! This story is about Louis and his best friend..

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Isn't she lovely
Isn't she wonderful
Isn't she precious
Less than one minute old
I never thought through love we'd be
Making one as lovely as she
But isn't she lovely made from love

Why does it have to be you...

(Chelsea's POV)

"LOUIS!" I shouted from a mile away running after him. It was a nice sunny day in Vancouver. The birds were chirping at me while I ran by there nest in the big oak tree. I was wearing bright neon skinny jeans, with a black tank top with my pink converse. Running in converse is very uncomfy. I tried to catch up to my best friend, Louis Tomlinson. Yes, Louis Tomlinson from the very famous Boy band One Direction. We've been best friends since we were five and still going strong. "LOUIS, SLOW DOWN, MAN"

I was still not as close to him as I wished. Now I feel sympathy for those crazy fans who have been running like manics to catch up with them. Louis was still running to god knows where. I was catching up to him, somewhat. I was still chanting out his name like a crazy person. Clearly, He was ignoring me. He was stirring off the sidewalk now into a grass area. I kinda got confused on where he was headed. I speed up faster to be almost next to him. I felt my lungs clench a little from all this running. I didn't see where I was going till I slammed right into Louis. I was now on my back on the grass staring up at the sky. I groaned feeling the pain of my lungs and back. I started to huff and puff.

"Chelsea" Louis called from the distance. I heard water splashing around. Was in the water? "Get up and feel the nice cool water with me!"

I sighed and got up. I dusted off the back of my pants and walked over to the lake checking it out. "It doesn't have anything scary in it, does it?"

I saw Louis roll his eyes at me. "It doesn't. I promise, Chelsea. Just come in!"

Louis smiles at me. I shook my head at him not going in. I wasn't scared to go in. I just didn't want to. I wasn't really in the mood to do anything fun like this. I really wasn't. I looked around for somewhere to sit. I saw a huge rock five feet away. I skipped to the rock and climbed on it. I sat my butt down on it and looked at Louis, who had a huge frown on his face. "No, Louis. I'm not going in!"

"Why not, Chelsy bear?" He frowned at me more than before.

I shook my head and smiled sweetly at him. "I have a date!"

I saw for a few seconds hurt on his face but suddenly it was gone in a second. I arched my eyebrows up pretending I didn't see that. "You have a date? With who? Your bunny rabbit?"

"Ha ha" I faked sarcasm laughed at him smirking as I did so. "I don't even have a bunny, you weird British guy!"

I saw him shake his and looked down at the water. He looked up and started to speak again. "But you like my weirdness. Anyway Darling. Who is the guy?"

I looked at him strangely. He never asked about the guys I went out with. I felt something come over me but I ignored it. "His name is Harry"

When I said his name Louis's face lit up. "Harry... As my best mate, Harry?"

I knew I shouldn't of have said his name. I knew I should of just said a fake name. "Yes"

Louis bit his lip and I looked at his hands that were now across his chest. The were clenched at the sides. "Why?"

I was confused. What was he asking me to explian? Explain why I was going out with Harry or what? "Why what, Louie bear?"

He came out of the water and strutted to me in a feminine way. He stopped till he was was right in front of me. "Why are you going out with Harry?"

"What do you have a thing for him or something?" I retorted. I was getting annoyed at him asking all these questions that he didn't really need to know. It was just a date. Not like I'm marrying the guy. I sighed and looked down. I knew I shouldn't be going out with his best mate but I need to start dating. It's not like the guy I wanted, wanted me back because he probably doesn't.

Louis shook his head and looked around trying to find something to say to me. "I don't have a thing for him. I just.. I just don't want you to get hurt. That's all."

Of course. I told myself in my head. "I won't get hurt, trust me." Trust me, the only guy I'll get hurt is from you. I wanted to say but I didn't dare say it because He didn't know how I felt about him. I been having these feelings towards him since I was about 5. I still had them over the years. Very girl he has gone out with, I cried. When every girl he broke up with and threw in the street after he was done with them, I cried. Because I knew I'll never be good enough for him. I'm just good old friend, Chelsea. Nothing more and never will be.

I glared at him. He threw his hands in his up in the air and stepping back a few steps. "Don't say I never warned you!"

I rolled my eyes and got off the rock fixing my black tank. "Okay, there."

He smiled and turned back to get his stripped polo and red jeans. I let my eyes wonder on his body for a few seconds than I should have. He had a nice toned back with a dent where his spine is. I looked away to the way we came from and shook my head. I'm just a friend to him, cut it out! I shouted at myself in my head trying to get the message though to myself. I started to walk home by myself. I wanted to have some alone time but It gt cut off by Louis joining me. We kept pace with each other quickly. While, we were walking Louis told some jokes and we both laughed with each other till we ended up in the front of my house.

Louis turned to me when we got up the stairs to my house. We stood facing each other. "Chelsea, I was wondering"

Don't get your hopes up, Chelsea. Like you always do when he uses THAT line. I commanded myself in my head. "Yes, Louis?"

He looked up and smirked. "I was wondering if I can join in on your date. Like A double date. I met this girl. Eleanor, she's a real catch what do you say?"

My face fell. That was not what I was expecting. I got my hopes up.. again. Great job, loser! I hissed at myself. "Sure, why not? It's going to be a blast!" I mumbled trying not to be rude.

"Oh great! I'll tell Harry later." Louis smiled and hugged me quickly. "I got to run! Got to go get ready for this nice date!"

He ran off in the direction of his house. I watched him leave. I turned to my house and unlocked the door, stepping in. I closed the door behind me kicking off my shoes. I found my way up stairs kicking my bedroom door open and than closing it. I shook my head at myself in the mirror I was staring into. No wonder he doesn't like you like that. You're ugly or maybe he just thinks your like a little sister. I sighed and went over to the Tv and turned it on. I clicked though the channels not finding anything good. I turned off the tv and climbed into bed. I looked at the clock that read 1:25 pm. I had 2 and half hours to get ready for the date. I though about Louis and I stared to cry. I ended up crying myself to sleep.

I cried myself to sleep because I was in love with a guy I can never have.

PLease review! I want to know if i should carry this on or not! :)