Broken - A Louis Tomlinson fanfic

Chapter 3

I turned around, the owner of the voice still unseen.

" W - who's there? " I stuttered.

" Come on, I'm sure you know me. Just think. Try to recognize my voice, " the voice said, emphasizing the word ' voice '.

I was too afraid to even think. I started shaking a little. " I-I can't.. "

" Well, too bad then. Guess you'll never know your muderer, " he snickered.

Did I hear him correctly? M-my murderer? " W - what? " I prayed he didn't mean murdering me. I was too young. I'm not even married yet. God please help me. I'm -

" You heard me, your murderer, " the voice cut off my thoughts.

" My murderer? ". Tears sprung to my eyes. I'm not ready for my death.

" Turn around, ". I heard. I turned around to see Louis standing behind me. A big smile plastered on his face.

" Louis?! " I yelled, shocked.

He burst into laughter, " Look at you! You should've seen yourself! It was so funny! "

I clenched my fists at my side. I furrowed my eyebrows and sent him death glares. I was so mad! He made me so scared I almost pooped my pants! " You bastard! You scared me! " I pushed and hit him, letting out all my anger at him.

He used his arms to defend him but it's not working. " Hey, hey! Ok! I'm sorry! Quit hitting me, " he wrapped my hands in his, stopping me from hitting him.

" Let go of my hands then, " I yelled.

" No, you'll keep hitting me, "

" No, I won't, " I pushed.

" Yes you will. " he fought back.

" You wouldn't know unless you let go, " I mocked.

" Fine, ". Slowly, he let me go but formed a barrier around my fists, not trusting me.

When I didn't him, he dropped his hands to his sides and sighed. " See. You still owe me for scaring me like that, " I crossed my arms.

" No I don't, " he said bluntly.

" And why not? " I narrowed my eyes.

" Cause you were late, "

" So? "

" So I don't owe you anything, " he chuckled.

" Bleh, " I stuck out my tongue at him.

" You're so childish yet so matured,  " he laughed and poked me.

" You know you love me, "

" I do, "

" So shut up. "

" Fine. What do you want to do now? "

" Well, I need to get some stuff for school tomorrow - "

" WHAT?! What day is it?! " he yelled all of a sudden, making me jump.

" Sunday? " I said which came out more like a question.

" Whaaaaaat? " he whined.

" Shut up and be a man. I'm going to the mall. Wanna come? " I offered.

" Fine. I'll drive, "

We got into Louis' car and started our 10 minutes drive to the mall in silence.

" We're here! " Louis shouted loudly,

" I'm not blind, " I mocked teasingly.

" Oh shut up, " he hit me on the arm softly.