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

Chapter Fourteen: Dead Becomes Alive

Louis' P.O.V

I fluttered my eyes open and slowly lifted my head. I was on the floor. What happened last night? I rubbed my eyes and slowly stood up. I walked over to the bathroom and stared at my reflection. I took a deep breath and shut my eyes. I looked at myself once again...

Why am I here? What's my purpose?

I shoved my thoughts to the back of my mind and freshened up. I went to the kitchen and was met by Niall and Zayn. "Morning" I mumbled. "Good morning." Zayn replied. 

No. It's not a good morning, and there never will be good morning. Not without Jessica.

"Are you alright?" Zayn asked me. I felt something wet come down my cheek. "Do I look alright to you?" I asked him while my voice cracked. "Everything I loved is lost." I whispered. "We're still here." Niall stated. "But Jessica was everything to me." I muttered. "I'm not hungry." I whispered as I stood from the barstool and headed back to my bed. I threw myself on the bed and cried into my pillow. She's gone, forever. 

"Louis, please come out." Liam asked from the other side of the door. "No." I whined from my bed. "Please, I'm worried about you." He begged. "I'm not leaving." I responded. "Neither am I." He responded. I grunted and looked out the window. I love you.

I have this stange feeling that she's still alive, somewhere. No matter what she'll always be alive in me. 

"Louis, please open the door." A feminine voice asked. "Jessica?" I whispered. No no no...She's dead...You're just imagining things.

"Louis, it's me...Jessica." the voice told me. The voices are back...Great.

"You're dead!" I responded. She chuckled "No I'm not." She responded. Because you're alive in me.

"I came for the concert, I suppose I'm still singing." She told me. Don't get your hopes up, it's all in your head.

"Please Louis..I left my longboard." She pleaded. "Please believe me." She muttered. I got up and hesitantly walked over to the door. What if nothing is there? What if I'm left alone again?

I opened the door.

Nothing.

"It's just your darn imagination Lou!" I told myself. "Louis?" A small voice asked. I slowly turned around. "Jessica?" I whispered. There she was, standing, alive. I held back the smile. She's dead.

I slowly walked up to her. I raised my hand to her face and poked her cheek. She laughed and a smile came to my face. I poked her cheek again and again which caused her laughter to grow. "Louis! I'm alive!" She told me. I stopped poking and looked into her eyes. "It's me." She whispered.  Her dark brown eyes pierced into my blue ones. "I love you." I whispered. "I love you too." She responded. 

I brought my hand to her cheek. I leaned in and as did she. Our lips met, this kiss felt more real than any other. I brought both my hands to her waist and brought her closer. She started tugging on my hair and my tongue swiped her bottom lip. She pulled away immediately. "Louis." She whispered. "I'm sorry." I muttered. "It's okay." She responded "I'm just not ready." She clarified. I nodded and we started talking about nothing at all. 

She's not dead.

She's alive.

And she brought me back to life.

A/N Sorry for the short chapter. I almost ended the story! :O This is actually most likely going to be less than twenty chapters long. So expect only a few more chapters!! :O ~Hannah