Reunited (One Direction/Louis Tomlinson)

4. The Boys

Hello my lovelies! So this next part is going to be what's going on with Louis, K??

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Louis' POV

"LOUEH!"

"HARREH!"

"SHUT YOUR TRAPS DIMWITS!"

Hey there. Those voices? The first was Harry, then me, then Liam. He's not a morning person.

"SHUT UP!" and that there was Zayn... also, not a morning person.

"Louis, Louis, I need your help!" Harry called out to my quietly so he didn't aggravate the boys anymore. Now you're probably wondering who I am. Well my name is Louis, Louis Tomlinson. Yes Louis Tomlinson of One Direction. Now you probably want to know where Niall is. He's asleep. That kid could sleep through the zombie apocalypse, 2012, and a war.

"With what?" I replied back to him. What is that awful smell? Oh, no. "Harry are you cooking again?"

"Yes, why?" he asked

"It's on fire you blockhead!" I yelled at him

I heard him yelp as he ran down stairs. I ran after him to see him holding the fire extinguisher out in front of him. "Oopsy?" he said childishly. Then I heard footsteps.

"Uh, oh," I said as Liam walked into the kitchen looking very unhappy.

"HAAARRRYYYYY!!!!!" He shouted in his booming voice he only used when he was extremely mad. I had only seen him like this once before and that was when the boys came home a little tipsy- oh who am I kidding, they were utterly, and completely drunk- and broke half of the house.

"Shit," Harry said and tried to run out of the kitchen. Harry wasn't quite fast enough though and Liam tackled him. After Liam got up he grabbed Harry's ear. He walked over to a chair with Harry in tow and set him down.

"Louis," he said through gritted teeth, "go to the closet and grab a bucket and some rags."

"Yessir!" I shouted and ran to the supply closet.

"Harry, clean up the mess, Louis, take a shower, and I'm going to call Paul. If you aren't done cleaning by the time I come back, you are not going out tonight. End of story," Liam said calmly but forcefully.

Okay, now back to what I was going to say. I am Louis William Tomlinson. Don't even think about calling me Will, because only one person is allowed to call me that. I haven't seen her in 4 years! Her name is May, and she was my best friend. We met at a park when she accidently crashed into me going off the slide. We had been best friends ever since. She moved when she was thirteen. I haven't heard from her since. I hope she still remembers me. I have never stopped thinking about her. The charm bracelets- I don't wear it as a bracelet. Its in my wallet.- I bought us don't let me. Not that I want to. I keep a picture of us when we were little in my wallet with it. My hair was blonde until I was about fifteen. After that it turned brown. She had blonde hair also; hers started changing when she was twelve. When she left, it was dirty blonde. She made me promise her something when she found out when was moving to America. She made me promise that I would go on X-Factor and get famous, so that's what I did. I told her she had to become famous too so that she could find me and I could find her. She doesn't believe she can sing but boy is she wrong. I really do want to find her. I hope she does too. I remember the day she left.

FLASHBACK

May just drove away. She's gone. I can't believe it. That's when I got to me. I burst into tears. I don't care if anyone sees me. I just lost my best friend and I can't get her back. I fingered the keychain/bracelet. That's when I realized; I was in love with my best friend. I'll never forget her, as long as I live. I ran inside my room and cried. I cried and cried and didn't leave my room.