Dimples and Glasses

Chapter 12

My heart hurt and my head raced, and the only person I could possibly stand to see right now is-

"Louis?"

I see the blue-eyed boy standing at my door, with an unreadable expression on his face.

"Look, we need to talk." He says.

"Uh..come on in." I replied hesitantly.

Louis slowly enters the house, gently removing his shoes and throwing me a glance before he follows me to my room. I know the only reason Louis would come here is if he really needed help with something. Besides, I'm the nerd's girlfriend, what would he want from me anyways besides information?

As we enter my room, I motion for him to sit down and I go to close my window and close the blinds.

"Why did you do that? It's not like I'm going to hurt you." He announces.

"I don't know," I reply. "just felt like it I guess."

"Okay..." He says, and sits down on the bed, causing it to sink in a bit where his body was.

I finish closing the blinds on my window and look around before going to sit next to Louis on the bed. I climb on the bed and sit cross-legged beside him.

"So why did you-" I go to ask, but am immediately cut off.

"I need your help." He interrupts, running his fingers through his hair.

"Uh sure..with what?" I ask softly, not sure how to approach the situation.

"Well it's kinda about Niall and Zayn..." He mutters.

Of course it is.

"Oh..okay, and how can I help?"

"Well...I'm sick of being their stupid little pet!!" He yells, surprising me with his outburst.

"Pet? I-I don't understand.."

"Noëlle. They control me. They get whatever they want by using me. And I'm sick of it. Sick." He is almost in tears, and I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Shh Louis it's okay, I don't know how to help, but I can try." I say, sympathetically.

"How. I can't get out of it. It's like some soul binding contract I have with them. If I try to get out, they'll hurt me..." The words come out as a whisper. I don't know if I'm supposed to comfort him or not, so I just keep my hand on his shoulder.

"I'm sure no one will get hurt-"

"Liam died because of me." He says in a shaky voice, and I can hear that he's about to cry.

I do what most people would do in this situation, and I go to hug him, but he pushes me away.

"Don't touch me. I'm a murderer." He booms, and I immediately jump back.

"Louis...I'm sure that's not the case..."

"I was the final straw Noëlle. He was my best friend. I told him to kill himself. I'm a murderer!" He yells, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Everything okay up there?" I hear my mom ask.

"Everything's fine mom!' I reply, and focus back on Louis, who looks close to ripping his hair out.

"Louis, Lou calm down..it will be okay, I promise. I'm here, I will help you." I forcefully hug him, and he gives in after struggling to hold in his sobs. He bawls into my shoulder, and I rub his back gently.

"W-what can I d-do Noëlle? H-how can I g-get out of th-this?" He half sobs, and looks up at me.

"Well.. I don't know, but for starters, you need to stop blaming yourself for Liam's death. I know in some ways it can be seen as your fault, but I know you weren't the only one involved." I say, remembering how evil Niall and Zayn can be.

"B-but it i-is all my f-fault.." He continues to cry, and I can tell Liam must have meant a great deal to him.

The three of us went to elementary school together, actually Zayn and Niall were there too. Niall and Louis became friends in 6th grade, back when Niall was a good kid. Then Zayn came in grade 8, and got close to Niall, but Louis and Liam were practically inseparable since 2nd grade.

"Louis, it will be okay...have you ever talked to Liam's family after the incident?"

"N-no why would I?" He asked as if my question was so irrelevant to the topic at hand that I must be insane.

"I don't know, I just feel like maybe you should talk to them, tell them what happened, and how sorry you are. I don't know, just a thought. I mean, I would do that-"

"N-no. I can't. They'll hate me. They think I-I'd never do it, considering I was his closest friend, but if they know the truth, they'll h-hate me f-forever." He replies, his voice breaking.

"Look, if you explain it to them, they might hate you at first, but I'm sure with time they will forgive you." I say confidently.

"Maybe they will.." He replies, his tears subsiding as his eyes meet mine once again.

In that moment, I feel something between us, a connection that wasn't there before. I can't quite put my finger on it.

"So what does this make us? Friends? Acquaintances? Strangers?" I ask, unsure of what his answer will be.

"Friends?" He asks, and I smile softly.

"Friends." I reply.

[A/N sucky I know, I tried. There was gonna be more, but imma save it for another chapter XD]