Help, I'm Innocent. ~A Zayn Malik/Louis Tomlinson Fanfic~

Chapter Thirteen: Whispers In The Dark

A/N I'm sorry for the slow update, I've been pretty busy lately. :/

ENJOY. :D

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Louis' P.O.V

I shot out of bed and my breathing was instantly uneven. I let out a small wimper and wiped my sweaty head. I could feel sticky tears on my cheeks and more fresh ones coming. I wiped my eyes and swung my feet to the side of the bed. I buried my face in my hands and remained in my own silence. I few whimpers here and there.

Why? Was I not good enough? I loved you and you left...For my safety, I know...But why?

"What am I doing?" I asked myself. I grabbed my phone and looked through my contacts. I texted Jessica a few times hoping she'd respond. 

Then it hit me.

She's already dead.

I stared at the wall and my mind went blank. My breathing became heavy and my heart started pounding. droplets of sweat started forming on my head. I shut my eyes and screamed. My knees made contact with the hard floor and I just let it all out. I pounded my fist on the floor in anger and screamed my heart out. 

"Why?!" I asked the world. "Why her?" I whispered. 

I leaned back against the bed and buried my face in my hands. "Why?" I whispered. 

Up until now I made myself content with lonliness. I can't live without her...

Someone burst into my room and wrapped their arms around me. "I miss her too." An Irish voice whispered. He silently cried into my shoulder and I blankly stared out the window. It was still dark. It was only 3am. 

"It should have been me." Niall whispered. I looked at him with sorrowful and tear-stained eyes. "No Niall, don't say that." I told him. "No! It should've been me!!" He shouted in anger. He abruptly stood up. "Do you know how many 'fans' hate me?!" He asked me. "Niall." I spoke softly. "No one would care if I was dead!" He shouted at me. "I would!" I argued as I stood up and met his eyes. "Why?" He asked. "Because you're...You." I told him. He scoffed "That's just it, I'm me." He started. "That's funny because I'm never good enough!" He shouted. "Niall please! Just stop!" I cried. "Why?" he asked again. "Jessica wouldn't want this." I told him. His face softened and his eyes were back to their blue selves. He sighed. "You're right.' He whispered. He walked over to the window and I followed. "Jessica, I'm sorry." He whispered.

He left the room and closed the door, leaving me with myself. I brought my attention back to the window. "Jessica, wherever you are...I love you." I whispered into the dark.

Jessica's P.O.V

I was ripped out of my dream when I hit reality. My breathing was heavy and my head was wet. I had an awful dream about Louis. He was coming after me...He risked his life for mine...

He would never do that...

I wouldn't let him.

I calmed down and headed to the kitchen for a drink. I got a glass out of the cupboard and got the water pitcher out of the fridge. I poured a good amount in the clear cylinder and set the pitcher back into the small fridge. I took a small sip and looked out the window. 

It's a dangerous world out there...

I sighed and walked up to it...And I swear I heard a voice. "Jessica, wherever you are...I love you."

I put my hand up to the window and sighed. "I love you too." I whispered. How could I do this? He thinks I'm dead! And here I am listening to the lifeless dark. 

I need to contact him.

I pulled out my phone and sent a text to Liam instead.

Liam, it's Jessica...I'm not dead. xx

I sent the text and waited for a reply. Then I realized it's 3:21am. I was about to turn my phone off until it buzzed. 

One new text.

I opened it up. 

Oh my word...Does Louis know? x -Liam

I took a deep breath and responded.

No, Louis doesn't know. Don't tell him, he's better off without me.

It hurt to send that...But it was true. Instead of a buzz that I was expecting "Call Me Maybe' started coming out of my phone. I quickly answered so my brother wouldn't wake up.

"Hey Jess, it's Liam." The voice said.

"Hello." I responded.

"Look, you have to tell Louis you're alive." he told me.

I sighed and looked once more out the window. I love you.

"I can't..." I muttered. 

"Why not?!" He asked me, rather loudly.

"He's only going to get hurt." I stated.

"The only thing that's hurting him is himself without you." He told me.

I sighed.

"If you don't tell him that you're alive I will." He added.

"Fine, I'll stop by tomorrow." I gave in. I admit, I want to be with Louis, it took everything inside me to leave him.

A/N AW SAD. :( This is near the end. :O Such a short fanfic...Wow...Anywho, Vote/Comment/Share! :) ~Hannah