Life As A Slave (1D FanFiction)

Je ne sais pas comment l'appeler ce chapitre

(Wrote it at 2:14 am :) )

------Erin's POV-------

I stood there silently. I felt hollow and my head felt heavy. Harry just doesn't understand does he? I let out a loud sigh. I turn away from the door and walk towards his wooden desk. He's no longer allowed glass desks anymore.

I pick up a pen and grab a blank piece of paper. I start writing harry a little note. I know that he won't listen to me so hopefully this letter will get through to him.

To Harry

I know that you are uncomfortable talking about the whole leaving thing. I don't want to leave this place without you but if you won't leave with me than I understand. Tomorrow at around 4 meet me in my room with some clothes and anything you would like to take with you. If you do not show up I will presume that you don't want to go and that you will stay. I can't stay here forever with you, I want to live a life under my own rules not somebody else's. I hope you can understand this.

-Love Erin

I carefully folded the paper in half. I wrote Harry's name on the front of it in pretty letters. I walked over to his bed and carefully placed it on his pillow. Hopefully he will find it in time. I don't know what will happen if he doesn't show up. I'll still go but I know that I'll regret not convincing him to come with me.

I walked towards the door. As I open it I look back on the room I've spent the last 9 months of my life in. I'll miss it ironically enough. I know I'll miss that bed though for sure. It was like sleeping on a fluffy white cloud. Maybe I'll miss it more than Harry, who knows.

----Isabel's POV-----

I remained crouched behind the wall. Damien turned his head around to see what Louis is looking at. He also spots me. Oh no.

Louis' eyebrows lower as he starts to walk towards me. I stand up but I don't move. What is he going to say to me? Will he be happy to see me? Well obviously not he looks pissed as fuck.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be working?" Omg. My hair, my tattoos. He doesn't know who I am.

"I'm sorry, sir." My voice is slightly wobbly. His face softens but his eyebrows knit together. I slowly take a couple steps back then turn around. I slowly walk back to my room. I'm no longer hungry.

As much as it kills me to say this I imagined this happening a million times and not once did he not recognise me. I imagined him hugging and kissing me, I imagined him punching me in the crotch like I did to him. I even imagined him ignoring me like nothing ever happened.

I feel tears prick my eyes as I close the bedroom door. I slowly sit on Erin's bed and try not to cry. This can't be happening. I was kind of hoping he would forgive me and he would leave with me and everything will be okay. I'll have Louis and Erin and we could all live together. Ugh, I'm such an Idiot for thinking that.

I turn the light off making everything in the room black. I slowly crawl underneath the covers and close my eyes. I just need a little nap before Erin comes back.

------Louis' POV-------

My heart shattered as I watched Isabel walk away. I could see how upset she was. I guess she was hopping that I would remember her and forgive her and just get back together with her. Well I hope so, that's what I want to do.

I pretended to not notice who she was. I knew it was her, though . Even with her new hair and tattoos. I love her too much to forget about the things like her voice, the way she stands and how she unknowingly picks at her finger nails when she's nervous.

That and Damien has been sending me photos of her and has been trying to get close to her while she's been gone, a little too close honestly, but at least I know that she's happy and she's doing okay.

I let out a sigh as I watched her disappear around the corner. Fuck I've missed her. Damien put a hand on my shoulder. Soon, Louis. Soon.

A/N

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-Love Erin