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"Well. It was 3 years ago. Me and Lou had known each other for years.

We were bestfriends, we did everything together."

Eleanor said getting teary eyed

"We rode bikes together, had picnics, watched movies together, we cuddled.

We were like a teenage couple, except we weren't dating.

Then a few weeks after my 16th birthday Louis asked me to be his girlfriend.

We were the couple everyone always wanted.

He was an amazing person, with is silky brunette hair that hit his face just right, and his adorable blue eyes.

We loved each other as much as 2 teens could.

He was a gentleman.

He sure did know what a girl should be treated like.

We respected each other. There was nothing going on. He knew my boundries and he knew what kept me on the edge.

I loved him, so, so much.

Right at the peak of our relationship, everything started going downhill.

His mum got divorced, again, and her ex-Husband took all of her money with him.

Then the economy got bad, real bad.

They all had to start working.

Even the twins.

One day Louis was doing his daily gigs at a resturant, he was an amazing singer, he got a call from his mum and the hospital saying that the twins were-were d-d-d"

Now Eleanor was studdering.

"Spit it out" I said to El

"Dead. They had died in a car crash on the way to their work.

Louis' mum couldn't take it anymore.

She was drinking, bad.

And Fizzy and Lottie left the country, who knows where they went. They left. Louis tryed looking for them, but gave up when he realized there was no hope.

He was the only one left.

Then came the tattoos.

One by one, till there wasn't an uncovered patch of skin left.

While this was happening, he was getting the peircings as well.

As for us, I don't even know anymore.

I said it was over after a while.

His soul changed.

He used to push me around and he even tried to rape me.

He would get drunk and then try to get in bed with me!

It was disgusting!

He finally moved into his own flat.

After Daisy and Phoebe died he became a monster.

I don't even care anymore.

I've moved on.

I hate him, and his little 'posse'

That's why I wanted to know about you and him.

He's nothing but trouble.

I'm not telling you what you should and shouldn't do but, you might wanna stay away from him"

I nodded as Eleanor finished. But I couldn't help but think:

Does Eleanor still have feelings for him?

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