Summer Love (A Louis Tomlinson FanFiction)

Chapter 9

A/N

Hey! In this story, when they are texting, it sometimes comes up with J's, the reason for this is that on Word, they are smiley faces, but they come up as J's on here, and i have no idea why. so sorry if that confused you! Anyway, enjoy this chapter :) x VOTE, FAN/FOLLOW, COMMENT and SHARE x

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Louis POV

It was 08:47 when I woke up. I lazily get up and stumble in the kitchen. It's so boring now Mel's gone. I know she only left yesterday but I've got nothing to look forward to. I walk into the kitchen to find all the boys talking and chilling. "Morning." They all say.

"Morning." I reply, yawning. They laugh and carry on talking. I pour some cereal and sit down to join them. "So what are you all doing today?" I ask. They shrug.

"I'm going to see Danielle." Liam replies. (A/N! I know they're not together anymore in real life but in this story they are.) "And I'm going to go see Perrie." Zayn says. Danielle and Perrie are their girlfriends. I nod.

"What you doing?" Niall asks.

"Nothing." I shrug.

"Why aren't you seeing Mel?" Harry asks.

"She's on holiday, remember?"

"Oh yeah!" they all say, making me laugh. I spend the rest of the day just lying on the sofa, watching films. I watched Grease, Forrest Gump, Marley and Me and a lot more. I hear a camera go off and I turn to see Niall taking a picture of me. "What are you doing Niall?" I ask, curious. He smirks.

"Sending it too Mel."

"Why?"

"So she can see what she left us with." He replies, laughing, which makes me laugh. He pressed send and showed me. The caption was 'This is what you have left us with! He's bored and he's bee watching films all day!' I laugh and sit up.

For the next couple of days, I end up doing nothing. Well that was until the 4th day of doing nothing. Harry and Zayn are making me go out today. Yawn. I don't want to. It's boring! But apparently I have to. I get up and take a shower. After, I dress in blue shorts and a white polo. I slip on my red TOMS and do my hair. I quickly eat breakfast and brush my teeth. I head downstairs and Harry and Zayn were waiting for me. We head out of the door and start to walk down town. We pass a few shops and then see Nando's. "We're going to go in there. You coming?" Zayn asks, looking at me. I shake my head.

"Nah, I'm just going to walk around for a bit. Call me when you're finished." He nods his head and they go into Nando's, leaving me alone to wonder. I head out of the shopping centre and into the car park, thinking about where I should go when someone gripped my shoulder, rather hardly. I turn around to see a boy around my age staring at me, annoyed. He was a little taller then me, had dark brown hair and brown eyes that felt like they were piercing into my soul. Wow. He was intimidating. You could tell he worked out to, his muscles were huge! He didn't seem very friendly, not at all. You could tell he was mad. "Are you Louis!?" He asks, furious. I nod slightly.

"Who are you?" I ask, slightly anxious.

"Jack." He says simply.

"JACK!? You're the b*stard that hurt Mel, aren't you!?" I say, almost shouting. I could feel the anger boil inside of me, knowing that the person that hurt Mel is standing right in front of me. "Yes. I am. Problem?" he asks, getting in my face. I push him slightly. "Yes, actually I do." I reply, trying to sound braver then what I really am at this point. He pushes me back, but a lot harder. I fall to the ground, making him smirk. Yep. He was strong alright. I try to get up but he throws a punch at my face, right in the nose. I feel blood trickling down. He punches me in the stomach, making me double over in pain. I kick him right where a man should never be kicked, right where the sun don't shine. Oh, what am I saying? He'd only have them if he were a man, which he obviously isn't if he abuses women. He bends over, clutching his crutch. I push him, making him fall to the ground. I was about to walk away when he pulled my feet, toppling me over. My head hit the hard concrete ground first. I start to fade out. But before I do I heard Jack laugh a little "Shouldn't of taken Mel, should ya? Next time, don't get involved." He says, through clenched teeth. After hearing that, I thought about Mel, and she was the last thing I thought about before the blackness took over my body.