Lou & Liv Trilogy (One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter Forty-Three

Niall's P.O.V.

“So you guys didn't kiss.” Harry confirmed. I nodded.

“Of course we didn't kiss! We ended all romantic feelings for each other almost a year ago. I would never be so stupid to kiss her! Especially when she's in this terrible state with Louis.” I screeched. Harry looked at me for a while until he turned back.

“Alright, I'm just making sure.” He replied, heading into the stadium before me. We had just arrived in Glasgow for our next show.

“I'm not an idiot Harry!” I called to him. Harry just gave me a thumbs up, still facing forward. I still couldn't believe he actually thought that Olivia and I would...kiss. I mean, I'm not stupid and she's not stupid either. We would never try something like that. We're just friends and that's all we'll ever be.

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Louis' P.O.V.

“Yes, Mum I'm being safe.” I groaned. 

“I just want to make sure.” She replied. I rolled my eyes.

“How's Pebbles?” I asked, changing the subject.

“Oh she's absolutely wonderful! She likes to sneak outside on occasion, but the girls just love her. She's such a cuddler too.” My mum said. She paused. “I have a suspicion that she misses you though.” She added quietly.

“Well she's better there anyways. She's actually getting attention since...” I stopped talking, knowing I would just tear myself up again if I said anymore on the subject. “Is the weather good there?” I asked, having trouble coming up with something. 

“We might have snow sometime this week, but so far it's been a little nippy. But nothing out of the ordinary.” My mum said. I didn't reply because I didn't know what to say. Olivia was flashing in my head now and I can't help the fact that I'm distracted. I pulled the curtain closed tighter on my bunk and the darkness got even darker. “No! Phoebe! Stop! Daisy!” I heard my mum shouting in the background. I heard a vase knock over and shatter on the hardwood floor. My mum heavily sighed. “I'll have to call you back, Louis.” She said her jaw clamped shut. I laughed.

“Alright, bye Mum. Love you.” I told her. 

“Bye, Lou. Love you too.” I hung up the phone and closed my eyes. I heard some footsteps going through the halls, it was probably someone looking for me. I was supposed to be inside the arena with the rest of the boys but instead I was trying to get a little alone time. Just for like, five minutes. The footsteps soon disappeared and I was in the quiet again.

That image of a brunette walking passed burned in my mind. It was only the back of her, but it looked a lot like Olivia. The hair was just as long as Olivia's and just as dark. But it couldn't have been her, she's in Doncaster. And she wouldn't be so dumb to come to my concert. Would she...? Was she there to try and fix things? I slapped my forehead.

Why didn't you go talk to her?! 

My mind screamed. I wasn't even sure it was really her, but if it was...well I should have done something. I should have chased that brunette down the halls and found her. If it wasn't Olivia then oh well, chance lost. But if it was her...then things could be changed. My stomach twisted in knots.

I pulled my phone out again and unlocked it. I went to Twitter and ignored all the mentions and notifications and DM's. I went to the search bar and typed in 'Olivia Hartman'. This would give me all the tweets talking about Olivia.

Olivia Hartman was soooo pretty. What happened?!

I frowned. What's that supposed to mean? What did happen to make her 'less pretty'?