Secrets 3

Chapter 47

Allison's POV

I sat there eating in silence. I really don't have much to say to him right now. I just want to know about this. He shouldn't treat me like this. I heard some footsteps coming in. I looked over and saw that it was Harry. I'm sure he just wants to eat dinner. I really don't think I can eat anymore. I moved Louis' hand from my leg before getting up. I set my leg on the counter before walking upstairs to our bedroom. I don't really feel like being around him right now. I was looking forward to spending the night with him. I wanted to. That was before Harry told me those things. I'm sure he thought I already knew about it. I mean I knew about most of it. I thought he told me everything. He should, have told me about all this before we got married. I wouldn't have been upset with him. He should know about that by now. I love him and I understand he doesn't have the best past. I can't be mad at him about it. I can be upset about the fact that he didn't tell me about this part of it.

I moved to the center of our bed, grabbing our remote to turn the TV on. I'm sure he's going to come up here. He always does when I get mad at him. I sort of don't want him up here unless he talks to me about it. I need to know. I know he doesn't drink too much now. I have caught him drinking while I was gone for a few days. I know he has a hard time with it. I do too. I just don't turn to other things because of it. I let out a sigh before laying back onto the pillows. I just want him to talk to me about all this.

After about 10 minutes I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. They better be Louis. I hope he feels bad that he made me upset. He should have just told me. It didn't take very long for him to walk into our bedroom, closing the door behind him. He had a frown playing on his lips as he walked over, sitting on the bed. He looked at me, "Allison, can we please talk?"

I sat up next to him, "You were the one that wanted to drop it."

He tried intertwining our fingers but I moved my hand away from his. He looked down, "I'm not happy about it all."

"Louis, I should hear about it. I should have heard about it before we got married."

He looked down, "I know. I'm just trying to make this right."

"I want you to want to tell me. I don't want you to be forced into telling me because I'm upset."

He looked back at me, "I want you to know. I want you to know everything. I'm ashamed of it. It's still a problem now."

I put my face in my hands. We need to talk about this. I am being a little harsh on him. I just don't want him telling me because he feels like he has to. It's just that I should have known before we got married. I felt him move a hand to my back, lightly running his finger tips up and down my back. A part of me wants to pull away but I just can't. I can't just keep being like this to him. He's trying to tell me. I finally looked up at him. He kissed my head, "Can we please talk?"

I nodded, "I need to know."

I felt him intertwine our fingers. He gently squeezed my hand, "I drank some when I was with the group. I did more of drugs then. You know how I get away from them. Well when I got away I didn't really have anyone around. I had Harry and Liam. That was it. I was focused on getting through school that I didn't want any other friends. That's when I turned to alcohol a lot more than I did before. I couldn't go a day without at least one beer. I started laying off when I started looking for a job. I still drank everyday. Just not as much as before."

"Then why did you stop after you met me?"

"You were like a breath of fresh air. You were what I needed. Alcohol was just filling that empty space inside me till I met you. After that I knew I didn't want that anymore after that."