Momma J's P.O.V
A loud beeping sound started echoing through my brain and I started swatting my hand at the table searching for the alarm clock. but it kept beeping.
"Shut up!" I made it stop But I fell off the bed during the process. "Owch!" I rubbed my head. My stomach growled at me. I shall go get Food.
I walked out into the hall and realized I should probably wake Louis. So I quickly walked into His room and turned on the light.
No louis... Or mattress. Well that's not weird at all. I shrugged and went downstairs. I saw all the kitchen chairs in a square with covers on them. Did he build a fort or something? When I saw the chairs were on top of something as well I realized... It's his mattress. Oh my son.
I walked over to it, because he needs to get his lazy ass up. That's all he ever does is sleep! But he doesn't make forts anymore.... Usually. One of his friends must have come last night. I opened the "door" to it. Is that Louis? And kelly! Holy shit it is!
Kelly had her head on Louis chest as he had his arms tightly wrapped around her.
OH MY GOD!
YES!
IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING!
I NEED A PICTURE TO SHOW AT THERE WEDDING!
Slow down Johanna. Breathe breathe. Take the picture. Breathe breathe. Okay I'm good. Louis stirred.
SHIT! I jumped away and ran upstairs. Oh my god. Who do I tell?!?!
'Noone!'
That's no fun!
'You don't know If they're together or not!'
Come on..
'No!'
Fine then!
*ring*
"Hello?"
'Johanna?'
'Yes.'
'This is Dr. Ramorèz. We're going to need you to come watch you sister for a few days as she's just had her back surgery.'
"yes sir. But for how long?"
'Only three days.'
"Okay I'm on my way."
He hung up.
FUUUCCCKKKKKK. oh well.
I'll leave them a note saying I've gone to Penelope's for three days to watch her. They'll be fine!
Kelly's P.O.V
(3 hours after momma j left.)
Uggh! I don't want to get up. I don't want to leave the warmth of my bed! But I need to get up.
I tried to push myself up. Eyes still closed because I'm scarred of the light!
But when I tried I was just pulled back down onto the bed.
What the hel- shit!
I was almost on top of a sleeping louis. And he's not letting me go.
I rolled over very carefully trying not to wake him. His arms were wrapped around my waist/stomach, he didn't know but this was really painful! I tried to pull his arms off me but sleeping Louis is so much stronger than awake Louis.
I started to panic.
'GET THE FUCK OFF HIM NOW!'
I'm trying but he won't let go!
"Don't let that bastard trick you! He doesn't care about you. He'll always leave you! That's one thing that will never change. You'll always be alone, no matter where you are.
You'll always be,
Fat.
Ugly.
Worthless
And alone.'
I felt a tear run down my cheek.
Your lying..
'Haha!'
Please stop!
'I'm in you kelly! I'm you! Why would I lie to you and tell you things that aren't true?'
Louis stirred, I froze.
My side! Please let me go louis! This hurts!
He tightened his grip.
Holy Shit!
I saw a little blood seeping through my shirt.
He must have reopened the cuts on my side.
Fuck no no no!
I have to wake him! It hurts so bad!
He tightened his grip even more.
"SHIT!" I screamed. He jumped up letting me go. I ran out of our fort and went straight to my room.
I slammed the door and locked it.
I pulled off my shirt and ran to the hanging mirror on my wall.
The word 'LOUIS' was now bloody once again.
I can't look at myself!
I started to cry.
'What to afraid to see what you did!'
STOP!
'You Pussy! Your just a no good fat emo girl who starves herself! You know how messed up that is?!?!'
STOP!
I grabbed the mirror an threw it across the room.
'Your a freak! Who would ever love you! NOONE! you disgust your own Mother! Probably Johanna as well! No wonder Liam "helped" you! He Pities you! So do the rest of them! Even Gemma...'
Do they really?
'Cut! Come on pussy! Don't be afraid just do it! Take away the pain!'
So I did.
Fat!
Ugly!
Worthless!
Pussy!
No good!
Alone.
'Cut! come on More! More! More!'
"SHUT UP!" I yelled! I threw the bloody razor in the pile of the broken mirror by my door.
I curled up in a ball on the floor.
"Just leave me alone... Please."
My door flew off the hinges into the pile of glass and the razor on the floor.
Some glass flew to different parts of the room.
I turned to see a scared wide eyed louis.
"Leave me alone!" I yelled causing my voice to crack ALOT!
I know I don't mean what I'm saying though.
Obviously so does he because Next thing I know He's beside me.
He pulls me onto his lap and I put my head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around me.
"FUCK!" I shouted he looked scared.
I realized I didn't have a shirt... he saw.
He saw everything.
I looked at my side and looked back up at him with tears running down my face.
He was frozen.
Wide eyed tears threatening to spill.
He finally looked away from my side and back to my face.
His gaze left mine once again.
He stood up carefully picking me up making sure not to touch my side.
He sat me on my bed.
"Don't move." He looked Straight at me, with the most stern look I've ever seen.
He left the room.
I heard running water then it shut off.
He was back.
He walked Over to me. Still he had tears in his eyes.
He had a wet washrag bandaids and gauze.
"This is going to hurt. But it'll be fine." He looked concerned, scared, so many emotions. I don't even know.
He pressed the rag against my side gently going over the cuts making sure not to cause to much pain.
But damn it hurts.
I've stopped crying almost.
I still have a few stray tears though.
"Louis?"
"Shh."
I sighed. He did this until all the smeared and dried blood was off and he stood me up carefully.
I saw a tear roll down his cheek.
No.
I never meant to hurt you!
Your not supposed to care about me! Your supposed to hate me, and only "pity" me, like the voice said.
He stood me in between my bathroom and my bed. He gently started to wrap my side/stomach in the gauze. I flinched out of pain every once in a while.
He finished and moved to my wrists. He started to put the band aids on but ended up wrapping them in the gauze as well.
When he was done i couldn't help but stare at them. the gauze I mean. i guess he noticed because he slipped off his sweat shirt and helped me put it on.
It covered the gauze perfectly.
I couldn't see them.
I don't know why but it made me feel a little better.
I looked up at Louis.
He grabbed my hands carefully and tried to smile, but failed.
"There. All better now." I felt a tear roll down my cheek again. "No down cry." He wiped the tear from my face. "Please don't cry." I wrapped my arms around his waist. A few seconds later he put his around my neck so it wouldn't hurt me. I heard him sniffle. "Everything's going to be okay." He pulled back at looked straight into my eyes.
"We're going to be okay." His gaze never leaving mine. I put my hand on his cheek.
One chance take it or leave it!
Go!
Do it!
Now!
Just do it!
10 seconds.
10 seconds of courage Kelly.
Go.
He slowly moved forward.
I closed the gap between us.
All of a sudden I felt his lips on mine.
It was sweet and gentle.
Basically.
It was beautiful.
We pulled apart and he rested his forehead on mine.
"Kelly... I- I." He sighed.
His cute stuttering caused me to smile, well as much as I could right now at least.
"I love you Kelly."