Moriarty the Patriot - Scenarios/Oneshots

⋆Louis~And you never knew...⋆

Inspired by this song. Enjoy<3
Get the tissues

Love
↪ A deep, tender, strong feeling of affection toward a person: an intense emotional attachment.

♡♡♡

"And you never knew
How much I really liked you
Because I never even told you"

Everyone could see it. Even people who don't even know both of you, could see it. But you were blind.

You are in love.

Louis is in love.

Each of you felt strong feelings towards the other. You two were inseparable. Whenever the one is going somewhere, the other wouldn't be far away. Already in your childhood you have built a strong bond with each other.

The older you get, the more grows this feeling. The feeling of love.

"Let's meet up in my house again! I need to move my furniture again and I need your help." You beamed at him.

Louis just could stare into your eyes and couldn't say no.

These meet ups are common for both of you. You would always hang out by your house, doing always different things. It will never get boring, even if you might think that there isn't much do to anymore.

But you always find a way.

You always did.

Whenever Louis felt miserable, you would always find a way to make him happy again. When you can't be together, you find a way to sneak up to his room to be with him.

You always find a way to make him the happiest man on earth. Your personality immediately lights up the room and makes him happy.
Your small touches would reassured him that everything is going to be okay.
Your eyes would touch his soul and he would drown in them.

And tomorrow was the day were you finally confess to him. You had no idea, if he shared the same feeling with you, but you can't hold your feelings any longer. You needed to tell him your love for him.

If something hadn't come up...

Louis was serving tea to his brother's William and Albert. It was a quite afternoon and Louis was already waiting for you. Yesterday you said to him, that you had a big suprise for him. In the outside he doesn't show it, however in the inside this man needs to be carefully not to faint in any second.

The time flew by and you didn't show up yet. It was already pitch dark outside. Normally, you would always keep your promises.

But not this time.

Nor the next time.

And finally you will never be able to promise anything again.

The next morning Louis had read the newspaper and his worst nightmare was written in it.

You were found dead in the dark streets in London. On your body were wounds, cuts and several stab wounds. Your clothes were ripped apart. It also said that your last minutes of your life were brutal and torture.

He couldn't read any more of this. He felt sick and dizzy. Everything is spinning and he stumbles in his steps.

'This couldn't be. This is just a sick joke. This must be a dream. A really bad dream. Okay, okay I had enough now. I want to wake up, please. I don't want to be here anymore. Please. Please let me out of this nightmare. PLEASE!'

***

Life moved pretty fast. Everyone has lived their life. Everyone is slowly getting older and forgetting the past. They forgot almost everything. Except Louis. He still remembers his most treasured memory very clearly.

You.

Louis got into an old age already. His brother's has already passed away. He was alone quite some time now. However he isn't hopeless about that. Louis was actually happy, because he knew he will meet them any time soon again.

However he has one last wish left.

He wanted to visit the place where he made his most precious memories. Memories with you. All the sleepover you had there, the cooking competitions or the quite moments you shared together in this house.

His last will.

It was a chill autumn day. Your favourite season. Louis was walking the familiar path with his cane in his hand. While walking he admired the colourful trees. Those who are slowly dying.

He looked away from the scenery and now turns his attention to the building in front of him.

He opens slowly the rusty gate. The house is now old and brittle. But in his eyes it was still beautiful. After your death, nothing has really changed. Nobody ever touched anything and kept it in place.

Louis slowly opened the door, which leaves a weird, loud sound. He finally steps into the house fully now. For a short moment he just stood there. He don't exactly know why, but it just felt right.

Then he goes to your bedroom. The place where you spend most of the time in. He opened the door and immediately felt like a kick of nostalgia.

He took a few more steps into the room and looked around. Nothing has changed. A smile smile appears on his face. His glare felt on a book on your desk.

It was your diary. He always wondered what was in there. Louis took a few steps forward and picked it up.

He opened it and scrolled to the last page. His eyes widen slightly, as he saw the date. It was the day were you died.

He began to read the text.

Today is the day! I will finally confess my love to him. All these years I was scared, but today I will tell him that I love him. I'm scared, but before it's to late I want him to know it. Even if it's means that it will destroy our whole friendship. But I can't live anymore bottling everything in me. I will tell Louis James Moriarty how much I love him!!

Wish me luck!!

In love,
[Name]

His hands were shaking. His breath out of control. Eyes wide open.

'She wanted to confess...to me?'

He quickly scanned over the other pages and saw poems about him and little sketches of him. Many pages filled about him.

'She has always loved me...'

A sigh left his mouth. A trembling smile appears on his face. And he said to himself with tears in his eyes:

"And you never knew
How much I really liked you..."

"Because I never even told you..."

A/N
Let me know what you think:)