Don't let me go // Louis Tomlinson

Chapter 13

Btw for this chapter in flashbacks
Louis' words are like this

Arielle's words are like this

And Louis' thoughts are just normal text
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Louis POV

You know how sometimes you go to sleep and you're so excited for the next day to come that when you close your eyes it only feels like you were asleep for a minute, not hours. You're not even sure if you had a dream. All that you wanna do is wake up and face the day, be in the sunlight. Then you jump out of bed, refreshed and ready to face the day.

That was the complete opposite of how I felt

When I went to bed on that tiny couch in Ari's room, I never wanted to wake up.

Waking up meant facing reality straight on, and I wasn't ready for that, I don't think I could handle it. Facing reality meant facing the fact that I might never have Arielle back...and that terrifies me more than everything.

I've found comfort in sleeping, because sleeping is an escape. For those 8 hours I'm not here anymore. Not conscious, not aware, not having to face all of the problems that come with being alive. That short amount of time can be like paradise. I can dream of happier times. Times with Arielle, or with the boys, or my family. Although, sleep can also be like walking barefoot through hell. The nightmares come at you like a bullet in the dark, piercing through your soul. Sometimes when their really bad, you wish so badly to wake up, even if it means facing the hell that is reality.

It's like you're stuck between a rock and a hard place. What can I say...life's a bitch.

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That night, thankfully I got my escape. I could be transported from my current hell to a much happier place, even if only for a little while.

I must say, it was quite a relief to not have to go through more hard times in my sleep only to be bombarded with more when I wake.

When I fell asleep, I dreamt of our first kiss. It was a very magical night that one. March 19, not only the day of our first kiss, but also our first official date.

After Liam set us up, I couldn't get her out of my head. She clouded my every thought, invaded my dreams, and every time I closed my eyes, I could see her piercing blue ones staring at me, sparkling.

We started texting immediately after that first get together and after about a week of chatting I finally got the balls to ask her out. Of course I didn't wanna be like those cowardly boys who ask girls out through texts and hide their emotions behind their phones, so one day I went to the café that she worked at to ask her.

I walked into the café, the sweet smell of coffee filling my nostrils, and the melodic sound of classical music pouring through the overhead speakers. I spotted her taking orders up front and she looked pretty concentrated, didn't even look up at the customer. I knew I could use that to my advantage.

I went up to the ordering station, and just as I'd suspected, she didn't even look up from her computer where she entered the orders.

"Hello" I said. "I would like a large mocha latte, and you to go on a date with me"

I must say, she definitely wasn't expecting that. She immediately looked up from what she was doing, a perplexed look on her face at first but then she blushed and laughed when she realized it was me