The Girl With Lips Of An Angel

Please Forgive Me

Kaitlyn

Instead of staying at Zayn's place for just a single night, I've been here for six days. He has been more than understanding and welcoming of my presence. He's talked to me about Perrie and I've talked to him about Louis.

Zayn still has no idea how to approach Perrie about what he has seen. He's confused, hurt, angry, resentful and wistful all in one. To see your fiancé with another and kissing another would be heartbreaking. Especially because of how much Zayn and Perrie have both gone through to keep their relationship intact.

This situation between my best friend and his fiancé has made me really think about love and relationships. Louis loves me, he's said it enough times and it's finally sunk in. HE loves me for me, even after seeing me being put through the most challenging situations and being broken down right in front of his eyes. He's seen me vulnerable and he's seen me strong. Louis Tomlinson loves me. At first, it was hard for me to wrap my head around given the fact that he's seen me so vulnerable, especially after the whole Lucas ordeal. I expressed this to Zayn and he merely shook his head at me.

"I don't understand why you're underestimating your worth, Kaitlyn? You're an amazing girl with an open heart. Sure, it wasn't open to Louis in the way that he wanted, but maybe that was your way of dealing with the break up between you and Lucas and how you got closure. Yes, you going off at him probably wasn't the best idea, but hey, we don't always think of what would be the safest thing to say while we're in the heat of the moment.

Louis loves you, I know that you understand that now, but we've come across a whole new issue: you don't understand why. Do you want me to tell you?" He questions.

"Please, I need any explanation I can get," I plead.

"You are a beautiful girl with a beautiful heart, you are funny, you always talk with a foul mouth, you have a beautiful voice, you express yourself in a way that he can relate to, and he's seen you in your most vulnerable state. To be frank, he loves you for you. All of those things are what make you, you. Now can you sit there and ask me why he loves you?" He quirks an eyebrow at me.

"Yes, he's seen me bloodied and bruised. Why would he still want me after that?"

He shakes his head and releases an exasperated sigh, "Kaitlyn, stop it. You're overanalysing. He protected you when that happened and he stuck by you. He loved you before that happened so seeing you like that wouldn't make him stop loving you, it would just make him love you more because his protective side came out. He was frantic when he went over there and when he saw you like that I swear he almost cried. Louis William Tomlinson loves you for who you are, bruises and all. Now stop being such a soppy sod and do something about it!" He demands softly and I nod.

"But what?" I question after a moment of silence.

"Do what you always do, write a song that spills your heart out for you..."

So this is why I am now sitting in Zayn's mini studio, at his keyboard finishing writing a song that should help me spill my heart out. I've almost got it down, I just need a few more lines. I dabble on the keys a little, trying to come up with the last few lines when out of nowhere the flash in my mind. I write them on my manuscript along with the matching instruments and finish it off.