Louis POV
I sit in the corner of my room staring at the floor blankly. I love Britney, alot. I don't want to loose her, its been 4 days.
"Louis honey?" My mom said walking in,
I lifted my head slightly looking at her, my tears stained face,
"Aww honey, its okay" she said kneeling next to me.
I cried harder,
"Let go get some food Louie, what ever you want." She said
"I'm not hungry" I said in between sobs
" GET IN THE CAR!" My mum shouts, I was taken back but slowly get off the ground. "I'm sorry.. im just worried about you"
"I think I am going to be alright. " I say. She just stares at me, and starts are car.
Im hungry, I really am. But I felt to sad to eat, to function, to live really. Britney couldn't be better than this, she's probably worse. God I miss her.
I love her.
I need her.
