Text Me // Louis Tomlinson

thirteen

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The red light turns green and he drives off. Street of Doncaster seems so tranquil at 12 midnight. Weird, because it's usually noisy and packed with cars and teenagers hanging around the bars. But tonight, it's empty.

Like the whole part of his heart.

A familiar sigh left his straight lips and he shoves away an unexpected tears, dropping slowly on his tanned skin.

Louis screams at the top of his lungs and he stomps on the pedal, his car accelerates quickly, the friction of his car's tyre and the road leaves a dark mark. He do not know where is he heading, all he knows is, he wanna drive away from all the sadness that's in him. Furthermore, his mom is at his flat, he can't go home like this or she'll shoot Louis with hella bunch of questions.

So, he speeds up, until his gaze finds a park. Louis parks his car on the side of the driveway and quickly slides out of his car. The wind blows his hair, and he is frustrated of himself for not getting a cut. This goddamn hair.

"I might end up like Harry." Louis groans and he plops on one of the benches that has been set around the park.

A tear touches his skin, and he cries out a scream. Louis puts his hand over his heart as he fists his tee, an action that resembles him grabbing his heart and telling it to stay strong.

Because he knows, one thing for sure, at this time, this very moment, he's not strong enough to stop himself from breaking down.

Why does this always happen to him?

He suffered enough of losing Eleanor, and had to deal with publicity stunt that Modest had set up for him and Briana, his old friend. Now, when he met Beth at a festival held in Doncaster a month ago, he thought his world would shine again and he promised himself not to let this one go. But how could fate did this to him?

I hate you, Louis!

Why did you lied?

I should've known you were that Louis at the mall!

One Direction member? Just what the fuck is that!

I don't wanna be seen because that Louis I know in One Direction is a heart breaker and a bitch! And you said you liked me while actually no! You said that to a million girls at the same time how sweet!

Fuck off, Louis. I'm done.

And I wanna tell you a secret. Eleanor is my best friend. She suffered enough to live a life without you. She became thin, depressed and losing hope day by day. You killed the joy and laughter in Eleanor. I lost my cheeky girl. And I've once told myself, if I ever did meet this Louis fucking Tomlinson guy, I would never let him stay alive. But you know what? At least I still have heart. And for that, I'll leave you. Don't text me, don't ask Fred anything about me or come near my life because fuck you for destroying Eleanor and lying to me. Worst bye.