Broken

Broken plate

Its been a couple years since that night. While Im sitting here on my window seat with my laptop in my lap I can't stop myself from drifting into deep thought. I finally have built up the courage to tell the world my love story and that means having to relive every memory I had with him. Wiping the tears I didn't know slipped out away with my thumb I listen to the soft snores of the best gift Harry had given me. Even though he had broken me and hurt me beyond repair I was so thankful for my angel. Just staring at her I started to remember the happiness she brought to us and how she brought us together all over again. But it was only temporary in till Harry went off and ruined it all over again.

That reminded me of the other night Louis came to visit us. He walked into the house like he owned the place. Well I did give him a spare key to my house incase of emergencies. Without even a hello he walked into my living room and left the door open wide. He sat down on the couch next to Darcy. When I closed the door I looked his way and said " Hello to you to Louis. Nice to see you again. Would you care for a drink or some food. " He just nodded at me and put his attention back on the tv show Darc was watching. " Can you please tell me now why you wont accept " he questioned me. " No " I replied. He showed me he was still the same Louis I met when I was 19 when he kept insisting I tell him what Harry had done to me that an apology couldn't fix. That was one thing none of the boys had a clue why I left Harry. I chose not to tell them because I was always one that didn't like anyone knowing their business but for Harry I have no idea why he never told his best mates. He just simply told them " She left me. No more questions and we never speak of it again. "

After about ten very long minutes I got tired of him and thats when I angrily walked to the kitchen and reached in the cabinet and grabbed a ceramic plate. I passed it to him and said " go ahead throw it on the floor Lou" he looked at me bewildered and said " why would I do that Karm" I replied angrily " just throw the damn plate Tomlinson " " fine " he replied. He threw the plate and looked up at me. " Now apologize to the plate Lou " he said " what the hell is your point here Karma " Tired with his question I raised my tone and said " just do what I say Louis " " I'm sorry plate " he said. " Now Louis is the plate fixed, is it back to the way it used to be " I asked him. " No but your not a plate Karm, you're way more than that " he says. " Well Louis metaphorically Im the plate and so Is our relationship and my trust. A simple Im sorry wont fix anything. He did what he did. It was his choice. Now if we're done here I have to go feed Darcy. " With that he was quiet and didn't say anything for a while.

After I feed and showered Darcy I went back to the kitchen where Louis was now sitting on my kitchen counter. When I walked in he looked up at me through his eyelashes and got off the counter. " I'm sorry Karma, I'm so - wait um oh god what do I say. I shouldn't have said that Karm. I was out of line. I just got tired of having Harry mope around because you refuse to let him see you or Darc. He's a mess, a wreck but it's all his fault. I wont ever question you again. Now can I see the little angel. " he said. I inhaled deeply and took his hand and said " I forgive you Lou. And of course you can go see her. "

He kissed my cheek and sprinted off to see Darcy while she laid on the couch. I stayed back in the kitchen and watched while Louis conversed with Darc well tried to because she ignored him and watched the telly. He kept poking her in till she looked at him and he waved at her enthusiastically while she nodded at him and turned her attention back to her favorite tv show. He looked my way and pouted but returned to poking her obnoxiously. I loved how Louis still came over to see Darcy even though me and Harry where no longer together. He took her out to the park and just spoiled her rotten.

After a while Louis left and I put Darcy to sleep. I kissed her forehead and made my way back to my room. I went to my windowsill and picked up my laptop and saved the what I had written. I closed the computer and placed it on my desk. I showered and changed and tucked myself in bed. I drifted off to sleep and dreamt about that night all over again.