The Bad Boy (l.tomlinson.)

Chapter Seven. Louis' Past.

Louis' Pov:

"Friends never leave friends in need.." She whispers looking straight into my eyes. Hers are the perfect shade of blue. She just seen me go into a mood that I even dont remember.. A mood that me, my family, Andy, and ex girlfriends all have come equanted too. My darkness.  Im just so happy she hasnt left me..

"Leah.." I whisper grabbing her hand.

"Hmm." She says playing with my fingers and rubbing her thumb on the back of my hand. This action made me smile.

"Are you frightened of me.." I say looking at her. Her beautiful bright long red hair over her shoulder, her deep blue eyes on our hands intwined, a little smile tugging on her lips. She look so beautiful, like a angel.

"Louis?" She says bringing me out of my trans of noticing her amazing beauty. A blush tugged on my cheeks, shit she caught me.

"Y-yeah?" I studder out. She gives me a smile and giggles a bit.

"I said no." She says sweetly smiling. A feeling of relief filled my body.. She doesnt hate me. Thank god.

I smile back and hug her. Im so glad she isnt mad at me. Because when I go into my anger.. There isnt coming back. But for some reason. When I hear her voice or feel her touch. I come back.

"Why do you do that." She says getting quieter.

"Do what.." I say looking at her.

"Well you know.. Get angry and when you do why do you lash out like that and not remember..Why do your eyes change a deep blue color. So many questions I want to know.." She whispers and looks up at me.

"Leah. Its really to hard to explain.. I really dont know if I even want to tell you.." I whisper looking out my bedroom window suddenly interested in the group of little kids playing football in the street. I feel warmth on my hand and my head jerks back toward Leah. I studied what she was doing closely. Her perfect pink lips on my hand. Her blue eyes hidden by her eye lids that were closed, her beautiful hair on either side of her shoulders.

She is a angel.

"Please Louis.." She whispers to me putting her head on my shoulder. She did tell me everything that was happening with her, Liam, and Austin.. Its my turn..

"As long as you promise me one thing.." I say back kissing her forehead. Her eyes met mine and she smiled, and nodded. Her dimples on the side of her cheeks visible making me want to kiss her.. Louis Tomlinson stop this now you do NOT like her.. Oh fuck off brain..

"Lou.." She said getting impatiant, grabbing my hand and shaking my arm which made me laugh.

"Alright, alright.." I said in a tone I cant even read. I turn so I face her, she looked so innocent. So sweet, then look at me.. The 'Bad boy'.... The guy that is known as the drug dealer, the drunk. The psyco.

She grabbed my hands and gave me a reasuring squeeze. I smile and get back.. Well try to tell her.

"I have never told anyone this.. Not even my bestfriend, Andy knows.." I say feeling my self tear apart inside.

"Louis, I promised. Friends never break promises.." She says sweetly. Great... Friend zoned stupid..

"Okay.. Well.. When I was about 7.. Me and my Dad were going to a football game of mine.. Mum was home with Lottie, and Fizzy.. She was pregnant with Pheobe and Daisy.. Anyway.. On our way home we were paling around in the car.. But this drunk driver drove straight into us.. He didnt have time to react because I was hitting him and we were both laughing.. But when I woke up from my coma.. No one was there. So I asked the nurse why I was there in the first place she told me. Everything.. Then my Mum came in screaming and crying.. That it was 'My fault', at that point I didnt even know what she was talking about until she screamed 'Its your fault your fathers dead!! Your fault!' So from then on.. I have always felt that way.. And even though me and my Mum made up Lottie, and Fizzy bring it up saying it is. And when I get introuble at school.. Even Mum brings it up.." I whisper the last part and feel a single warm tear roll down my cheek. I havent cried in so long I hate it.. Always have.. Always will..