A/N - Thanks everyone who's reading up to this point! Enjoy :) xoxo
*Megs' POV*
Oh. My. Gosh. I just met Louis, the only person that's alive and who I love... or loved? But what did I do? I told him to stay away from me... Ugh what's wrong with you Megs?
My mind is in a tug of war with two different sides of me as I drove away with images of him flashing across my mind at the same time. You know that you want him back Megs. BUT he left you remember? He didn't leave you on purpose, he had to go, it wasn't his choice. He probably didn't want to hurt you again from along with your parents'... death. What? No. That's not right. He left me when I needed him the most. BUT he didn't mean to... or did he? UGHHH! Why didn't I talk about this with him and just left...? BECAUSE HE IS FREAKING FAMOUS AND HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND, the negative side of my mind reminds me. Wait. Am I jealous that he has a girlfriend? I mean he is still my best friend... right? We used to talk about everything and anything and I just left like... he left me. He deserves it Megs... after he left you without any contact for 5 WHOLE YEARS.
Could I maybe... give him a second chance? I mean everyone deserves another chance in life... right? What could he possibly want from me though? He doesn't need me... but could he possibly... want me back? Maybe as a friend? Images of him trying to get me to smile by pouting and putting his hands on his hips sassily cross my mind and I am laughing really loud in my small car, with tears of both sadness and happiness streaming down my face and this is loudest I have ever laughed... since the day that I lost all my loved ones. I feel lighter than I've ever felt and that's when it hits me... that I can't afford to lose him... again.
I turn my car around fast so there's dust and sand everywhere around the car since this is a country side, but I couldn't care less and try to drive as fast as I could, back to the cemetery, hoping that he's still there. Please be there Lou... please, please, please, please, I beg in my mind as the drive went on.
As I got closer to the cemetery entrance, I spot a Red Ferrari still parked there... which could possibly be his as it was the only vehicle there now and also earlier, before I saw him. I got out of my car and walk over to his car to see if he was inside because even though it was a convertible, he had the roof closed above. The engine is off so he probably isn't in there but I walk closer to the driver's window and peek through it. It had tinted windows so it was hopeless to see anything inside but it was worth a try.
I sighed heavily thinking about what I have done and how I am going to find him since the area of this place was huge even though it is a country side cemetery. I guess people like the peacefulness here like I did, I think mindlessly about the amount of people buried.
But how the heck did Louis find this place? I thought this place was like the middle of nowhere. I love this place though because it's where Lou and I grew up together, where my family was and of course, our tree house... I really do miss that. This place is where all my memories are... most of them happy...
I had to move all the way to London because of the university I wanted to go, Queen Mary university of London. It was kind of where we both wanted to go, until we were 11, when Lou started to get into all these music stuff when I was the 'nerdy' girl at school. How do I remember all these? I guess he was also like my younger brother sometimes even though I was only 3 days older than him . He can be really silly and childish whereas I am mature or at least I act like it. I want everything to be in order and prepared unlike him where he would just plan things on the last minute. Like the roses... or leaving me. Ugh I have to let that thought go. It really isn't his fault... is it?
I have to focus on finding him now because he is the only one in my life that actually matters. Even though I hate to admit this to myself, I enjoyed watching Louis' X-Factor audition because he is just so talented and he deserves to win. I also remember how I would run to the TV every week to watch him and his band's video diaries they made while they were in X-Factor because it just showed me that he hasn't changed one bit at all. I guess even though I was still mad at him, I was happy just because... he seemed happy to me.
I snap out of my thoughts quickly. I can't lose him again. I have to find him. I go up to the entrance where he gave me the bunch of roses before and found the place empty; no Louis and surprisingly, no roses on the ground either. I ran back to my parents' grave and found that empty too, except for the bunch of roses. I sigh in frustration as I wreck my brain, thinking of where he would be. Maybe I've lost him after all... but this time, it's my fault. Tears start to form in my eyes and I kneel down to my parents' grave.
"It's been five years mum and dad... since I lost you guys and also Louis," I barely whisper, tears flowing down my cheeks. My parents weren't close friends with Louis' family, they only knew Louis because of how attached we've become since kindergarten... since the very first day of school for Louis and I. We got devoted to each other so easily and got along really well. It's almost like we were meant to be...
"M-Megs?" the voice I was looking for all this time startled me and I looked up. It was exactly who I am looking for. The same brown messy hair and the same grey-blue eyes. I guess I see how he actually looks now unlike before when I was mad at him. All my angers seem to dissolve and I leap up from my kneeling down position, facing him.
"Oh Lou... I am so sorry..." my voice broke as I hugged him with my tears probably soaking on his black striped shirt.
A/N - Oh wow. This is chapter 8!! I am so happy because I am getting nearly 200 reads!! I never expected to get as many reads... I just wrote on wattpad because I wanted to get my thoughts somewhere! Thanks for all your reads + votes + comments!! Thanks so much everyone! :')
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