Louis Tomlinson Preferences/Imagines

He Hits You Part 3

Harry looked kind of guilty, "I know I shouldn't have talked to him but he's my friend and he looked so upset..." He stopped talking when Louis stepped up behind him. Tears sprung into your eyes and you tried to slam the door in there faces but Louis caught the door. You didn't want to see him, you didn't want him to see you crying. You sprinted up the stairs and ran into Harry's room locking the door. You leaned back against the wall, watching the shadows of Louis's feet pace back and forth. You heard Harry come up the stairs. They whispered outside the door and you couldn't hear them. "Please let us in (Y/N) Louis just wants to talk to you" Harry said. You didn't respond. You were crying to hard to make words. It scared you seeing Louis again, as much as you loved him and seeing him could always bring a smile to your face the only thing you could think of when you saw him was your bruise. He had done that to you. You had a huge black eye at this point and half of your cheek was a disgusting greeny purple color. Louis had hit you. That shouldn't have happened. You heard a key fit in the lock of the door. Crap you thought, forgetting that Harry had a key to his room. You were expecting Louis to come in so you wiped your tears immediately but to your surprise it was Harry who came through the door and shut it behind him. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have brought him here. I'm still mad at him too, I ignored him the whole way over, I just think we should all talk this out. You don't know how upset he is with himself." He said. You sighed, as much as you didn't want to see Louis you wanted to hear what he had to say for himself. You nodded slowly and walked out of the room with Harry. "Lou is down in the living room, I don't want you sitting near him and I told him he can't touch you. We are just going to talk." Harry explained as you walked downstairs. You say Louis sitting on a couch, head in his hands, looking like a mess. You sat down on the couch across the room. Louis looked up at you and his eyes rested on your bruise. He breathed in sharply, a look of shame and guilt flickering across his face. You just stared at him, not showing any emotion, a stony expression set on your face. Harry sat down next to you placing himself between you and Louis. No one was speaking so Harry cleared his throat and started, "Look man, what you did was really wrong! I thought you respected women, I thought you respected her. Remember when you first met and you told me that you had found the girl of your dreams and you would do anything to be with her? What happened to that guy?" You could tell these words had stung Louis. He was trying to hold back tears. "I never should have let myself get that angry, I know that. Words can't express how sorry I am, it was the worst thing I have ever done and I will never let it happen again. Seeing what I did to your beautiful face...I-I will never forgive myself" It was getting harder for him to talk because he was crying. You had heard what he had to say. You needed to be alone to think. You got up and walked back to Harry's room. You stayed in there for a long time, this time though you couldn't even cry. Seeing Louis cry like that made you upset but you still weren't sure if you should forgive him for what he did. Harry came in your room a little later and sat on the bed next to you, "I think you broke Louis" he said, not trying to be funny just stating facts. You looked at him puzzled. He brought you downstairs. Louis was laying on the ground slowly rocking, crying quietly. You couldn't bear seeing him like this. You walked over to him slowly and rubbed his back. "I don't know if I will ever be able to trust you again but I will try." Louis sat up and hugged you tightly "I am so sorry, thank you for this chance. I will prove myself to you. I couldn't go on without you."