Lou's Gold (Larry Stylinson) (COMPLETE)

Chapter 1: The Meeting

I sat distracted, sipping my coffee as she talked.

I'd noticed Diana could ramble on for hours if not stopped, which was perfect since I wasn't listening enough to actually respond to her conversation. It was as if the more she talked, the less I knew about her.

This was our second date since the day we'd woken up hungover on my bedroom floor. The whole point of today's date was for us to get to know each other and I'd been the one with the idea for us to see each other again after that night. After our first date went pretty well, I didn't expect the second to be so bad.

To be fair, our first date was the morning immediately after when we decided to get breakfast together. She was so nervous and embarassed that she wasn't talking much, so I didn't mind her company. She was a lot better to look at when her mouth wasn't running a thousand miles per hour.

"Your class will be starting soon," I slipped in between a sip of her drink. "Shall we start walking?"

She smiled and nodded, probably understanding that I hadn't heard the latest thing she said, which probably had something to do with her friends back in Doncaster. From what I actually heard from her on our first date was she came here to attend University here in Cheshire after a breakup. She didn't go into details, but when the first thing she told me when we woke up that morning was "I've never had a one-night stand," I only assumed it was a very long relationship.

The campus itself wasn't very big, so we arrived at her class fairly quickly. I saw her classmates by the classroom door and they eyed me with suppressed joy. It was Tuesday and I hadn't seen them since Friday night when they let Diana leave the club piss drunk with me so I was sure they were happy to see I was still by her side. Diana turned to give me a quick kiss before walking over to her giggling friends to tell them about our weekend.

I didn't have to go back to work until the following day so I decided to stay in the area just in case Diana needed a ride to her dorm after class. I drove back to the outdoor cafe and brought out my notebook and pen.

I used to write a lot of songs and poems when I was still in my later years of school, but my inspiration had run dry since then. You look forward to a lot more things when you're younger, its hard to find something you're truly passionate about as an adult. I often would head to the local park on Friday nights to watch lovers and try to catch a glimpse of what happiness looked like.

I wouldn't consider myself as unhappy more unsatisfied. I grew up with the belief that you found someone who you're crazy about, marry them, and start a family.

All my experiences in that department I've determined its all an illusion.

You find someone like Diana, you get married, and live a simple life. Even my nights with the same sex had failed to give the rush I imagine love feels like. That, however, could be due to the amount of alcohol running through my veins during the hookups. Either way, it's only sex. That's all it will ever be.

This week's song, I thought to myself as I hummed, an upbeat melody with no lyrics. I absolutely despised writer's block. It seemed as if I couldn't find any mixture of words that would fit into this tune.

I closed my notebook and called it a day. I can't stay here all afternoon humming the same 8 notes over and over like a madman.

My phone chirped in my pocket and I was glad to see it was Diana.

Diana: Listen, I promise this isn't anything to freak out about but my ex boyfriend says he's here, in Cheshire. He asked me to meet with him to talk about something.

I raised an eyebrow. H: Did he say what about?

There was a pause, then her response.