Art Convention (Part 2)
Louis' POV
But what has Luka believed? Look, to mock me to my face that the abnormal one will soon be my competition, that it will beat me, because that is still very far away.
“Louis? Are you leaving now?”
“Yes, it's too late, and I've already had fun with you, Rebeca,” I answer while I'm getting dressed.
“But, precious me...”
“Wait there. Be careful what you call me, Rebeca. To me, this is just fun, nothing more. I think I've warned you.”
“I know, Louis. I'm sorry, it wasn't my intention, but you hardly spend time with me. It's not like it used to be.”
“It won't be. I also have homework, and being in bed all day with you is a waste of time.” He makes a sour face. “So please, don’t look for me, at least until I’m the one who does it, and don’t call me by yo
