Chapter 26

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A/N: Here's another chapter for you guys:)

Just wanna say that I may not reply to all of your comments, but just to let you know that I do read them and that it makes me really happy to see that you guys are taking time out to read, vote and comment, I really do appreciate it:)

By the way, if anyone could make a trailer for this, I would be the happiest person alive! All credits would go to that person, of course! Can anyone make trailers?:)

*60 votes and 15 comments again?*

Anyway, hope you enjoy!
~L.

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*Trinity's PoV*


The credits rolled as I lay cuddled into Louis' chest, too warm and comfortable to move. We were silent, the only noise filling the room was the sound of the music playing from the T.V. My heavy eyelids drooped and I could almost feeling myself falling asleep, until a voice startled me awake once again.

"Trinity?" it asked, as I opened my eyes sleepily to peer at Louis.

I raised one eyebrow and looked at him with one eye, while keeping the other scrunched up; closed. He ruffled my hair with one hand, much like an owner would pet a dog. 

"I heard Sinéad say something at the door earlier...." he began. 

Oh shit. This couldn't be good.

"She said something about forgetting about boy problems, or something about that sort of thing?"

I stayed quiet, huddled into him, waiting for him to continue.

"Trinity, were you about to go out tonight?" he asked, his hand no longer on my head and his body no longer pressing against mine closely.

Fuck. "Y-yes," I stuttered in reply.

He was silent for a minute, and every second of silence was deafening, my heart ready to burst out of my chest with anxiousness.

"... And would you have kissed another guy if you went out?" he asked again, his voice hardening with each word, the vulnerable boy that I liked so much nowhere to be found anymore.

I was unsure of how to answer that. I mean, I honestly didn't know. Would I have kissed someone else? I know I would have gotten drunk, that's for sure, and if I was drunk, I might just have. I didn't want to answer the question because I knew that no matter how I answered it, it wouldn't end well. Surely silence was a safe option, right?

Wrong.

After a few seconds of silence, in which both of us lay unmoving, avoiding each other's eyes, Louis sat up, swinging his legs over me and hopping off the couch, throwing the blanket back towards me without even looking at me. Curses tumbled from his mouth as he rushed out of the room, clearly unhappy with my response.

I urgently shoved the blanket out of my face and jogged after him.

"Louis!" I pleaded, once I had reached him, attempting to turn him to face me.

He pulled his arm out of my grasp and looked at me with cold, steely eyes. His face was set like stone, the softness of his features that had been present earlier long gone.

"Don't," he warned me, his outstretched arm pointing at me, "Don't."

I blinked rapidly to shove back the tears that were threatening to spill down my cheeks. Why was he acting like this?! I He had made no effort to contact me over the week, he had no right to be angry at me!

"Now you act like you care?!" I shouted at him, my sadness turning to fury in a matter of seconds, "Where were you for the whole week?! Probably out shagging that blonde again."

I spat out the last part, the venom clear in my voice. I hadn't intended to say it, but it was what I was thinking. His hurt was clear as he dropped his hand and stood staring at me, his jaw set and eyes sullen.

"I wanted to contact you since day one, but I thought you wanted space," he replied quietly, "I didn't sleep with anyone. I didn't kiss anyone. I didn't want to, although I probably should have, considering you seem to have no problem doing it."

My blood boiled when he said that. He never gave me a chance to explain myself.

"Get out," I ordered, gesturing harshly towards the door to the left. He furrowed his brows and opened his mouth to come out with something in reply, but I wasn't listening.

Anger took over my body and, before I knew it, I had pushed him outside and shut the door in his face.

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A/N: 60 votes and 15 comments? *dedication to a commenter*

Sorry it's short!

Can anyone make a trailer for me?:)

~L.

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