"So your're birthday...?" Niall asked me. I turned towards him raising my eyebrows. I didn't want to celebrate my 18th birthday and Niall knew that. But I also knew that he didn't want to listen to me.
"No." I had said. It was childish but I didn't want to celebrate it without Louis. How could I possibly celebrate me aging one more year without him? It seemed strange and impossible to me so I came to the conclusion of just acting like it is another day of the year.
Without Louis.
Niall, being the pain he was, threw my a party anyway. And a big one at that. My house was filled with girls and guys from my school, some I didn't even recognize. I didn't even know how it happened really. I guess it started with Niall saying he was going to come over on a Friday with Zayn. Niall said he wanted some apple juice, randomist kid ever I swear, so I went and got some because he wouldn't stop whining if I hadn't. When I got back, a huge full blown out party had arrived to my house, leaving me confused and extremely annoyed.
So I ditched it.
I just walked around my area. It reminded me of when I had walked with Louis. It felt like so long ago, like centuries, but in reality it was just months ago.
I wondered if he was okay. I had still thought about what Jay had said and that sob. I knew it was Louis' sob. There was something wrong. Terribly wrong.
At one point of my walk, I had sat down at a curb. My long legs sprawled out and my arms fell limply to my sides. I felt like crying, pouring my heart out but instead I just sat with my head in my arms.
"Louis." I said. I smiled. I missed Louis and saying his name made it feel like he was right there next to me.
"Louis. Louis. Louis. Louis Tomlinson. Tomlinson Louis. Louis Styles." I said. I accidentally slipped up at the last part. My eyes widened and I shot up. I hadn't meant to say that.
I breathed heavily and then shut my eyes. Louis.
"Hazza."
My eyes, once again, revealed their green orbs. I was too scared to turn towards the source of the voice. My first thought was that I went so crazy because of Louis' absence that I dreamnt him back to me. Maybe this whole thing was a dream. Maybe Louis never was real and I made him up. Maybe this never happened.
Though, my ideas were proven wrong when I turned and Louis was there in all his natural glory.
"Happy Birthday."
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My Love Was Louis (l.s)
FanfictionHe was the one that made me laugh to the point of snorting, before he says the punch line. He was the one that would rush out of bed just to make sure I was okay in the middle of the night. He was the one that would hold me for hours just so I could...
