Luck Turns ~ A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction ~

Chapter 23 - Confessions

I stumble offstage, still on an incredible adrenaline high, straight into Louis' bone-crushing hug. He picks me up and twirls me around.

"Love, you just smashed that!" he laughs, and I laugh with him, knowing he's right. Suddenly, I feel him stiffen almost unconsciously, and he sets me down on the ground, keeping an arm around my waist. I lean into him a bit as I turn and face a red-faced Megan and a smirking Ryan.

"Um was it not clear that I don't like you anymore? Well I never liked that one-" I flap my hand at Megan like the diva I'm pretending to be "and I really don't like you anymore. So, um, why are you still near me?" I ask, pretending to look interested while our entire group, including me, are all struggling to keep our poker faces.

"You're a bitch, you know that?" Megan hisses at me, trying and failing to loom over me menacingly. "Um sorry to bother you dear, but I think that your fake tan salon might've messed up a bit." I indicate her orange skin. "They must've set the machine to Dorito-raped, not your usual sunburnt and peeling." I glance at her with fake pity and shake my head in mock sorrow. Hannah and Niall can no longer contain themselves and burst out laughing, holding onto each other for support. That set off Zayn, Liam, and Harry, as they're the least used to my sass. And I'm just getting started.

Megan reels back in shock, then moves forward again, hand aiming for my cheek. At the last second I move the smallest bit so she flies harmlessly past me, stumbling forward at the lack of resistance. She can't keep her balance in her six-inch-looking heels, and goes sprawling to the floor in a magnificent, while unintentional, face plant. I really wish I had gotten that on video.

"Babe, you ok?" Ryan asks with concern as he helps her up. Louis and I lost what little self-restraint we had laugh, giving up on the poker faces. I allow myself a huge grin while Louis just throws his head back and laughs, squeezing my waist with the arm that's still resting there.

When she finally manages to teeter back to her feet, she stalks back up to me. "I will ruin you. Just wait, you bitch." she snarls, then whirls on her heel and walks off into the heart of the party. Ryan looks after her for a second, and I entertain the fleeting idea of kicking him where it hurts when he isn't paying attention. He turns back around before I do it though.

"So Ryan, I'm DYING to hear it. Why did you cheat on me?" I ask, genuinely curious. I may be over him, but I still want to know. The cocky smirk that I really want to slap off his face comes crawling back as the conversation shifts topics.

"Oh you're one to talk. Who'a the one who slept with an international pop star when she was dating me?" he says, and both Louis' and my mouths drop open in shock.

"Is it a problem that I apparently slept with someone without knowing it?" I say when I'm able to formulate a coherent sentence. Louis just nods, still speechless. He turns toward Ryan, fury slowly building.

"And who told you this?" he said rigidly. Ryan shrugs. "No one. I figured it out myself. She's a whore, so of course she would."

"That is the singularly most ridiculous thing I have ever heard in my life. Violet is not a whore, nor did we ever sleep together. You're the one who was horrible to her and absolutely ruined the relationship you guys had." Louis says, standing up for me. My heart melts at how sweet he is to me, and I twist around to give him a huge hug and a peck on the cheek. He flushes red at that, and I turn back around to face my more pressing problem at the moment.

"Why would you ever think that about me? I was nothing but faithful to me. I even stuck it out when you were clearly avoiding me, though I have no idea why I did. Louis is right, you are absolutely horrible." I say, and start to walk away, then pause and turn back around as Louis doesn't move with me. He gets right in Ryan's face, absolutely seething with anger.

"You don't deserve her, you know that you asshole?" he hisses. Ryan smirks again. Does that boy have no other facial expressions? "No, she doesn't deserve me." he corrects Louis, and this time it's me getting up in his face.

"You know what, you asshole? You're right, I don't deserve you. I deserve someone a thousand times better than you. Thanks so much for pointing that out to me." This time, I give in to the impulse and kick him. He collapses on the floor, writhing in pain, and Louis and I just step over his body and walk away.

I'm making my way over to the food table to join our friends when Louis grabs my arm and drags me back. "Vi, remember before I said I had two things to tell you?" he says, his eyes all of a sudden shining with hope. I nod, remembering what he had whispered to me outside.

"Ok, first things first." He takes a deep breath. "El and I broke up."

My first reaction is to break out into a huge smile, then my face quickly changes as I really process what he said.

"Lou, I'm so sorry for you guys!" I say with genuine sympathy. I didn't like her at all, but if she made Louis happy, then I guess she must be alright.

He shushes me before I can go on a stream of condolences. "Vi, it's completely fine. I broke up with her."

Well, that shut me up. I stood there for a second, mouth gaping like a fish as I processed this information. "Why?" was the only question I was able to ask.

Louis laughs at me a little, then shrugs. "I guess it just wasn't working out. She was really only going out with me for the fame. I figured it was way past time that it ended between us. I've had my eye on another girl for a while now anyways."

And just like that, the crush I've long had inside of me swells with hope, the is crushed and deflated as he admits he likes someone else now. I plaster a fake smile on and try to look like I'm not being torn apart from the inside out.

"Oh yeah? Who is it?" I ask. A blush creeps up his cheeks and neck. "Well, that's the second thing I had to tell you." he admits, and a little bubble of hope grows inside me. Maybe...?

"C'mon Lou, who?" I nudge him, and he shuffles his feet around awkwardly before finally raising his gaze off the ground to meet mine. "Promise you won't hate me?" he asks earnestly.

I hold out my pinky in response, and we latch together our fingers. When he lets go, I immediately whack his arm.

"Now who is it!?" I say, wanting desperately to know if I can allow this little bubble of hope to reinflate. He looks me straight in the eyes and says one word. One word to make or break me.

"You."

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