The Sweetheart

Chapter 11

Louis' bags were now in the back of Johanna's car. Tears were threatening to spill, and goodbyes were being said.

"I'll miss you Mrs. Harmon," Louis said, hugging my mum.

"You're always welcome in our home Louis." He shook my dad's hand and they exchanged a few words.

"I'll miss you Louis. So much," I said, throwing my arms around his neck.

"I'll miss you too El. I promise I'll call whenever I can," he said.

"Promise, no matter how famous you get, you'll never forget me," I said, the tears escaping down my cheeks.

"I promise." He wiped away my tears, and looked down at me. The pain and sadness in his eyes was almost painful to look at. I got up on my tip toes for what I wanted to be a quick goodbye kiss, but it turned into a kiss full of passion and desperation. He held my head there, our tongues at war with each other. He pulled away and hugged me tight before getting into his mum's car and driving away.

***

The next weeks were hard. I didn't have my Louis. I didn't have my light at the end of a dark tunnel. He was my relief when I felt bad. He was my belly rubs when I had cramps. He made me feel better at the end of a bad day. I wasn't eating. I barely talked. At lunch I would just lay down with my head in Jesse's lap. The girls stopped teasing me, actually no one bothered to talk to me except Jesse, Danny, Carter, and Kyle. I had to take anti-depressants, and pills that make me gain weight. Louis called maybe once a week. He would say how he's doing, that he misses me, that he wishes he could see me. I feel happy for him, I do, but I just want him back.

"Ella, Jesse's here," my dad said through the door. Jesse walked in and gave me a good long hug.

"Come on El, let's go do something. You need to get out," Jesse said.

"What's there to do?" I grumbled. What was there to do? We graduated, so I just lay in my bed all day, and I never go out anywhere.

"Let's at least go for a drive El. You need some sun girl! Look at these legs!" I smiled slightly and gave him a weak hug.

"I'm fine Jess, really. Don't worry about me." It was a complete lie, and he knew it. I'm not fine, I'm the opposite of fine. I feel horrible. The light of my life is gone. He left it at that, and just sat in with me. We talked awhile, and then he stayed the night with me. There with my head resting on his shoulder, I realized that I missed this. I missed having friends being there for me. I missed those nights when Louis would sneak in the window to be with me. Back when the world made sense.