Skylar's POV:

I was angry. I won't deny it. I grabbed my bag and started shoving my clothes into it. "Sky..." says a voice. I turn. "Yeah Lou?" He smiles softly. "Look. I don't know what is going on with your emotions... but could wewe please give Niall a chance?" I bit my lip. "He asked wewe to say this to me? To beg for him?" I shake my head and slip on my koti, jacket and shoes. "Well... not exactly. But we need wewe to. I need wewe to." I stare in his eyes, compelled to help him. "Why?"

Louis grabs my hand and shuts the door. "Look, Skylar. Niall quit One Direction. We need him. We have a tour, and a ton of mashabiki will be upset if he isn't there." I look down at our hands. "Lou... I'm not running to wewe as the rebound... I like wewe and Niall..." I whisper. He sighs, tightening his grip. "I felt a connection when I first met you. But... I don't think I can make wewe as happy as Niall can."

I stare at him, pain and hope in my eyes. "Please Lou... we could try it. We could... and if it doesn't work, then... I'll tarehe Niall." Louis stares into space for a moment. "You'll be labeled..." he says quietly, looking back in my eyes. "I don't care. I've been labeled all sorts of things since I met Niall." I say defiantly, stepping closer to Louis. He smiles warmly.

"I've always wondered what it would be like to have your lips on mine," he says softly. "Always." I smiled. "I know. But... maybe we should save it for later." I say softly, throwing down my bag. "I have to find Niall."