Broken Parts: Just Me & Lou

Broken Parts: A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction

Chapter 1: 

" Vivienne!" My mother called as she woke me from my slumber. "What?" I moaned out in a croak. "Get up, eat something and head to school." It had been a hard week My sister Ellie had committed suicide we were faternal twins and had a extremely close bond; inseparable bond. She had died a week ago, and I was crushed. "You can't miss again you missed all last week." I then hurried up threw on my clothes and applied my makeup before jogging down stairs to meet my mom going through the motions of her daily routine. I gulped swallowing my burning tears. "I just can't." I spoke in a whisper. She then pulled me into a hug and combed through my hair in a comforting manner and with each stroke I felt the pain slowly diminish. "I know, but please try." She whispered back. She then kissed my forehead and handed me the keys to my hummer. I climbed into my hummer and shoved the key into the ignition. I then backed out of the driveway, and drove to school. As I got to school I parked my hummer and just sat motionless in my seat, trying to gather the strength I needed to get through today without breaking down. A knock on my door startled me. "Hey." A smiley brunette haired cheerleader greeted me, it was Ali. Ellie was a fellow cheerleader, she was amazingly talented too. Ranking in the top ten in the nation. cheer is her life; or it used to be. I climbed out of the hummer before greeting Ali. "Hey, what's up?" "I-uh brought you some of Ellie's Cheer stuff she left in the cheer room.." I felt tears welling in my eyes, before forcing myself to not cry. "Thanks Ali." She then hugged me,"No prob." She answered before walking off. I opened the back door threw Ellie's cheer stuff in and grabbed my bag. I approached Westle University where I'd start my freshman year. I'm 19, Ellie and I were. Anyways, I had Chemistry now. So I trudged to Chem and sat in my usual seat in the back out of sight. Ellie and I woud've had chemistry together so her seat next to me was empty. "Miss Stratten, can we talk for a moment?" Mr.Surls said to me from across the classroom. "Uh sure.."  

"Well I would like to move you by Claire, is that okay?" "Yeah it's fine." I then sat next to Claire a girl id never even known was in my class. "Hi, I'm Vivienne ." I said to her.  

"Yeah I know who you are slut, all you and your little tramp of a sister. She couldn't handle being popular ?."  She hissed.

I looked at her like she was crazy for saying something that hateful. But I was at a loss for words. I jumped out of my seat and ran out of there. I couldn't take this I could barely even breathe on my own. The tears flew from my eyes like a torrential downpour, With little sad moans escaping. I then felt someone then gently touch my shoulder. "Are you okay?" I heard his British accent whisper. I sniffled before replying "yeah." "What's your name love?" "I'm V-V-Vivienne Stratten." Another tear left my eye. He then wiped it away. "Don't cry, it's ok." "I'm Louis Tomlinson." "Nice to meet you." I sniffled then giggled in reply. "Do you wanna leave?" "With pleasure." I answered.What was I doing? I'd never met this boy in my life but something was telling me to follow him. I felt as if I was being pulled by a string He then grabbed my hand and walked me out towards the parking lot. He unlocked his car and opened the passenger side door. I then sat down inside as he shut the door. He climbed inside and buckled his seatbelt before driving off. He kept driving towards a part of town I'd never seen, or known. "What are you doing ?" "I wanna show you something." He replied. He then turned into a little park with park benches and weeping willows surrounding the place. We both climbed out of his car. He then grasped my hand again. We then sat at a bench. "Do you see it?" "What, am I supposed to see?" "Look at the willows." "Uh huh.. What about them Louis?" "Do you see the flowers blooming at the trunks?" "Yeah what about them?" "Well even in the darkness of the willows the flowers still burst enthusiastically with life." "I mean it shows that even in the darkest places you can find the light." He then leaned in and asked me "what's hiding in your darkness?" "My pain." I whispered  

"My kiss can mend your broken heart and I can fix your broken parts." Louis then leaned in and kissed me. As he did I felt my heart melt and my pain dissapate.