Your Back. [A Louis Tomlinson FanFiction]

Chapter 8

LOUIS' POV

''No'' I said bluntly, turning myself around in my bed, the boys croweded around me nudging me and poking me.

''C'mon, you have to come out of this room sometime'' Liam prodded me in the back.

''No, and I mean no, now leave me alone'' I shouted, turning around and looking at them, the boys all exchanged glances before shrugging and leaving. I rolled my eyes and went back to moping around in my room. I walked over to the mirror on the side of my wall, I looked at the picture of me and Sky, I was poking my tounge out and Sky was grinning, she looked stunning, a strand of hair fell in her eyes, her hair put to the side, her face, beautiful and makeup-less, her eyes were shinning, unlike when I saw her yesterday...they looked dead and sad.

I kept replying the moment in my head, when she told me she loved me, but I'd hurt her, it hurt me that she even felt that way. I reached out and touched the picture, my finger tracing the strands of her hair almost as if she was right in front of me. I growled in frustration before sitting back down on my bed. I have managed to block her out for the past two years, having a few thoughts about her now and then but mainly focusing on my work. When I come back to Doncaster, i realise how much I miss her, how much I need her. I sighed holding my head in my hands. I slowly looked back up at the picture. I wish I could go back to those times, when it was just me and Sky against the world.

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SKYS POV

I've been in my room for hours just sulking, My mum had a right go at me yesterday evening, telling me how it isn't polite to run out of a dinner and not just to talking a small amount of food if someone else has been kind enough to cook for you in the first place and all of that crap, the thing is I couldn't care less what the Tomlinsons think of me, there is only one Tomlinson I care about, well used to care about I guess,a loud sigh managed to escape my mouth, I couldn't get Louis out of my head. His beautiful features. His dreamy blue orbs, his breath taking smile. I don't know if what I did was the right thing or was utterly wrong, the only thing I know is that now I feel terrible. It was my one chance to get Lou back and I blew, over a stupid fucking phonecall--

''Skylar, I'm going out.'' My mum shouted from downstairs. ''I'll be in the shops if you need me''

''OK.'' I called back, Mum was trying to be nice to me because she knew I was hurting over Louis, but right now I didn't need anyones sympathy.

I slowly got up and took a photo album from the very top shelf, I strocked it smooth cover, gently blowing the dust of it, which had seemed to have gotten all over the book. I slowly opened it smiling at the pitcures. this was our scrap book. Me and Lous. I looked at one picture Lou was looking at me grinning and I was looking straight into the camera. There was so much love in his gaze, his eyes looked so happy, when I saw him at dinner they looked depressed and sad. I sighed. I love Lou, but my heart, he---

My thoughts were interuptted by the doorbell, I got up from my bed, it was probably my mother...why was she back so early? She usually spends hours in the shopping center.

I opened the door to a tall frame. I looked up into his green eyes, I tutted, as I closed the door, his foot stopped it, he quickly opened it up a bit more before the mop of curls walked into my house.

''Nice place you got'' Harry smiled. 

''Shift it,'' I said wanting him to leave, last thing I wanted was one of his friends round my house.

''Aww please Skylar? I just want to talk'' he pleaded.

I thought about it for a moment, kind of curious on what he would ever want to talk to me about?

''You got ten minutes, get in here'' I said pointing to the living, I followed him and he sat down on the couch and his mouth suddenly went into a grin.

''Nice clothes'' I smiled.

I looked down at what I was wearing, only a oversized t-shirt. I wasn't really that embrassed about him seeing my in this type of clothing...it didn't really bother me.

''Thanks,'' I said ''now get on with your point?'' I said. 

he chuckled a bit at my comment and mumbled something before looking up at me and saying ''You gotta get back with Louis''

''Is this some kind of joke?'' I asked, raising an eyebrow.

''No. Look Lou has been a mess ever since you didn't take him back, he needs you and I know you love him too!" He said taking my hand.

''And how do you know that'' I said shaking his grip off.

''I can see it in your eyes'' Harry smiled. I couldn't help but blush at his comment, but I soon got back to the seriousness of the situation. 

''Harry, It's not as simple as that, is it alright to just have a day with no boy trouble?'' I almost shouted, Harry soon got the message and got up, he walked straight to the glass cabinet which containted all our DVDS, he fingered each of them, reading the titles, he stopped at one right at the bottom, I saw a smile spread across his face. He took it out and put it in the DVD player. He looked back at me...

''Got any pop corn?'' He asked with a cheeky grin on his face.

''Yup,'' I pointed to the kitchen, ''second cabinet on your left, don't forget the ice cream! It's in the freezer''

Harry nodded, walking to into the direction that I pointed, he soon came back with two bowls of icecream with spoons and one big bowl of popcorn.

''Ready for a fun filled girly day Skylar?'' He asked.

''Yes Harry'' I smiled ''I was wrong about you...You are deffo not a rapist'' I giggled, Harry chuckled too.

The movie started, ah The Notebook, one of my favourites...