A Forbidden Love

1- Packing

Louis Tomlinson, a sweet boy, barely 19 years old, is forced to move from his loving home in Doncaster, England down to Holmes Chapel, Cheshire, England. He's not happy about it at all.

"I hate all of you! I like this school and my friends, why do we have to move?!" Louis screamed at his father and mother whilst they finished loading the dishes into boxes with neat padding.

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Louis continued to sulk in his room sadly, more or less pissy.

He was receiving messages from his friends about the new project in scicen, and he knew he wouldnt do it cause he wouldn't be at school when it was due.

He hadn't told his friends that he was moving, he was too afraid they'd tell him everything they never did, that he sucked or was annoying.

Louis sighed and muted his cell phone.

"LOUIS WILLIAM TOMLINSON!" His mother called from down stairs.

"Shit..WHAT?" He yelled back, no response.

He groaned and went downstairs.

"What, Mum?" Louis almost whined, annoyed that he had to come downstairs.

"Help your father move the sofa to the van, Darling. Then go pack the rest of your things. And do it quickly, Boobear."
She spoke softly, as if she wasn't tearing him apart from his best mates.

Louis groaned at the nickname,

"Mum, don't call me Boobear, I'm 19, not 12!"

His mother shrugged and walked off with a box in her hands.

Louis helped his father bring the couch down to their moving van, grunting and getting stabbed my needles from the sofa as he carried it.

"Stop being so weak, Lou."

His father cursed, making Louis almost drop the sofa.

"I'm trying, here, mate."

Louis bit back quickly, but not loud enough cause his father hadn't even heard him and he set the sofa in the van and shooed Louis away.

Louis ran inside and up the stairs, tripping over his feet until he reached his room.

He slammed everything of his into boxes, labeling them in scribbled handwriting.

He helped himself take the dresser, bed frame, bed and nightstand down stairs to the van, almost killing himself in the process.

His dad laughed at his stupidity as he tripped over his feet almost every step until the van was close enough where he could slip his things inside it.

That day went insanely fast for Louis, until his long time girlfriend, Eleanor called him.

"Louis? What are you doing?" She spoke softly, almost too soft.

"Packing my clothes in some boxes."

Eleanor was the only person Louis had told about the move.

"Well erm..I think, since you're moving almost 2 hours away, we should talk.."

She was hinting at something, clearly.

"Okay, if you want to come over tomorrow, you can. Or now, I don't mind."

"No, like we need to talk right now."

"Okay...?"

"We need to break up."
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GUYS, ELEANOR IS GONNA BE IN THE STORY BUT ONLY FOR THE FIRST 2-3 PARTS. BUT YEAH, I HOPE YALL ENJOY. ILL UPDATE WHEN I CAN!!!