“Wakey, wakey,” Harry barges into Louis’ room. He turns on the light and then jumps on Louis’ bed. I turn over and Harry’s eyes widen. “Woah, I guess I shouldn’t have come in here,” he say in shock with a hint of jealousy in his voice.
“It’s not what it looks like,” I plead and don’t know why.
Louis wakes up and then looks at Harry. “Hey, what’s up?” Louis wraps his arm around my waist while pulling me up into a sitting position with him. Harry’s jaw tenses.
“Just going to tell you that we have a show today. . . .”
I look at Harry speechless. He looks so hurt but most of all angry.
“Oh, okay. What time is it,” Louis asks Harry curiously.
“Time to get up,” he replies.
I roll my eyes. “Harry, time to stop being an a**,” I complain and he glares at me.
“Enjoy your time together,” Harry says bitterly while walking out.
“What’s his problem,” Louis asks more to himself.
“It’s called He’s-an-a** Syndrome.”
Louis chuckled and pulled me closer to him. “Princess, what was your nightmare about?”
“Nothing,” I reply while looking down.
“You can tell me anything, we are best friends and I’ve known you for forever,” he pleads and his eyes and filled with emotion.
“I- It’s just-“ I try to explain but break down crying.
“Shh, everything’s okay.” He pulls me into his chest and rubs my back comfortingly.
“They-they are gone,” I choke out between sobs.
“Who’s gone?”
“M-my parents. They d-d-died in a car accident. . . .”
“What are you talking about?”
“It was years ago. I was at my friend’s house. We were just having fun and then I got the news,” I cry hysterically.
“Baby, I’m so, so sorry!” He pulls me closer to him and I cried into his chest.
“I left because I couldn’t handle it there.” (Author’s note-so it’s a bit confusing but her mom hit her before her parents were killed in the accident. She wrote the note a couple days after they died. Just to clarify things up for you guys! Sorry if it has been confusing for you.)
“I understand but I was there for you. Why did you never tell me? You acted like nothing was wrong. I know that you were abused, but why did you never tell someone?” His question made me think, why did I never go public?
“I was scared. . . .”
“I’m sorry.” He hugs me and kisses the top of my head softly. “Your father was a good man.”
“Yeah he was,” I cry again.
“Sorry!”
“It-it’s fine. Can we just go downstairs?”
“Sure, come on,” he picks me up into his arms and plants my feet on the ground. He wipes my tears away gently and I look up to him.
“I’m sorry I left you! I don’t know why I put you through that. I loved you and I didn’t know how much it would hurt for me to leave you. I wasn’t thinking and-“ his lips crash onto my lips softly in a comforting way to get me to calm down like he used to do. He pulls away quickly and a light blush is painted on his cheeks. I blush bright red and look down.
“Come on.” He puts his arm around my shoulder and guides me down the stairs. “The boys will cheer you up.”
I attempt a smile and he smiles back. “Thank you Louis.”
“What are friends for!?”
Friends. . .so we are just friends. . . .
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Catch Me If You Can (One Direction Fan Fiction)
FanfictionRae and Louis have always been close. He was always there for her, even when her mom came home one night and abused her. Their love for each other grew as years went by and finally they were a couple. One mysterious day 3 years ago, she writes a...
