Louis' POV
I wake up on the couch,
With Dakota in my arms.
my face is sticky from crying.
i get up sneakily trying not to wake up Dakota.
I go into the kitchen to make me cereal.
a billion things were going through my head at once.
the day i was trying to tell Harry i'm sorry,
the day i Dakota told me he died,
the day-
what was Dakota trying to tell me that day?
I know she was trying to tell me something.
i remember something like 'it was important' but that's about it.
now i need to know what it is.
i'll ask when she wakes up.
i get down the box of Honey Nut Cheerios, i pour it in the bowel, then i get out the milk and pour it in my cereal.
i make a glass of Orange Juice and sit down, to start on my breakfast.
after i'm halfway finished when i hear Dakota getting up.
i see her walk in, her hair messy.
she sits on my lap and doesn't say anything, she just rests her head on my chest.
"Dakota?"
"yeah?"
"well, listen... the other day, when you know, when we found out about Harry... you were trying to tell me something.... what were you trying to tell me?"
"oh." she get's up.
" 'oh' what?"
"er... i was going to tell you something, but then that happened so yeah...-"
"but what were you trying to tell me?"
"listen, Lou, don't freak out-"
"i wont just please tell me!"
"okay-"
she takes a deep breath.
"remember the night me and you... well.. 'made love' ? "
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Protection {Louis Tomlinson} // Book 1
Fanfiction*Song for this fanfic is on the side PLEASE LISTEN* Dakota Smith ran away from home when she was 18. of course she bumps into Louis Tomlinson in the streets of New York. he thinks he likes Dakota and tries to ask her out. but she doesn't know what...