How To Save A Life: A Louis Tomlinson FanFiction

Chapter 18: Memories

A/N: Just a note to tell you guys that Bella is just going by Bells, Eliza, and Elizabella now. No one is calling her Bella anymore, so don't get confused... xxx

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Eliza's POV:

After we said goodbye to Eleanor, and hopped out of the cab, we went to the flat he rented for the day. I would describe the flat, but I really was in the room for the total of five seconds. I dropped my bags, blinked like once, and Lou tore me from the room to show me Doncaster.

I actually expected Doncaster to be much, much smaller. It was wonderful to walk around, Lou pointing out different places, laughing as he told me stories of his childhood there. He pointed out his old house, it was adorable. He seemed so excited to be there. Doncaster was beautiful.

We walked past a park, when suddenly Lou stopped in his tracks. I stopped and stared at him, waiting for him to speak. Then he full out sprinted 10 feet in front of us, attacking a brown haired boy who was walking the same way we were.

"STANNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!" He shouted, tackling him flat to the ground. Stan... oh! That was Lou's best friend from Doncaster. I stood awkwardly where I was, not wanting to interrupt their moment. They both laughed, standing up and talking. I stood for 10 minutes, as they caught up, and then told Lou that I was going to walk around a bit. I didn't mind that he was hanging out with Stan, it gave me a bit to look around by myself.

I walked to some coffee shop and saw Eleanor there. I walked over to her, and we talked for a while. I was just in the middle of explaining that I was from Ireland, when my phone rang. It was Lou saying that I needed to find a random person off the street to play paintball with and then come to Bawtry Paintball... He was strange like that... I took Eleanor, and after like an hour, we found our way.

We played two vs. two paintball. Lou smirked as he said that the teams would be me and Eleanor vs him and Stan. They were quite confident in their winning. We split up, and as it turned out, Eleanor had played paintball 10 times before, and hadn't lost once. When I was six, before my grandfather died, he taught me to shoot a gun. I was a deadeye, not to brag... So of course, we won.

Eleanor and I bragged for the rest of the day. We went to dinner with them, walked around Doncaster some more, and finally went to sleep at the flat.

When I awoke the next morning, of course I was in a cab, sleeping on Lou's shoulder. "Why don't you just wake me up?" I asked him. He laughed, ignoring me. We got to the airport and hopped on the plane. I sat in the middle of three seats, Lou on my left. I sat down, and checked my twitter, talking to my twitter friend, @sampepper. He was a youtube blogger, and after seeing his videos, I tweeted him, and now we were twitter friends. We tweeted everyday.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" Asked a girl's voice, you could hear the smirk in it. I knew that voice. I looked up, "ELEANOR!" I practically screamed, getting like 10 glares. "ELIZA!" She screamed back. It was official, everyone on this plane hated us..

"Harry told me to invite another friend, but I forgot. So I invited Eleanor yesterday..." Louis laughed. We talked the whole way to Harry's house. Eleanor was my only friend that was a girl, and we were super close. I've noticed that once I meet someone I like, we instantly become super close, after like 2 hours. Louis, Harry, Zayn, Eleanor, Sam Pepper... I'm super close to them all.

We walked up to Harry's room and it was quiet. I walked in, looking around. Suddenly a curly haired boy jumped out of a closet, jumping on my back. "ELIZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" He screamed, as I fell to the ground. "HAY GURL HAY!" I laughed. We stood up, and I turned to Louis, who stood in shock.

Whoops... We weren't supposed to know eachother.... "I-I was going to attack Harry when I saw him... W-Why-When- w-w..." He fell silent, shocked.

"Surprise..." I said quietly. We explained Harry texted me, and we talked a lot.