Louis Tomlinson- Trapped

Chapter 2

I finish in the store and leave.  Louis has concern on his face. " Marcia, are you okay? ". " Well of course Louis. Why wouldnt I be? " " Judging by the items you bought at the store.. I mean im not an idiot. " " Im fine Louis. " I said i was fine. But im the complete opposite of it. My life is falling apart. I feel terrible. But im not going to ruin his day with my problems. Hes an international pop star. He has problems of his out.

As I enter the car. I feel regret. I dont want him gone. I want him with me. I cant get enough of him.. I need him. " Lou, WAIT! " " Yes? " " Why dont you come over?.. " " Id be honored ". I didnt expect the ride ride to be so.. Quiet. I had so much to ask him.. But did he really want to answer?

It just clicked in that he will be meeting my parents. Oh gosh. I can almost see it. Them arguing, and him coming in. My mom might not even remember him. He was at my house non stop when we were children. He even came over to use the washroom but really, it was to see me. My mother loved him.. Adored him, but he left.. I just hope they straighten up. Maybe show hospitality. Who am i kidding? They dont even show affection to me.

I stop the car at my house. " Marcia, its the same one from before " " Of course, why wouldnt it be? ". I open the front door.. Here we go. " MARCIA! HOW DARE YOU LEAVE! YOU INCONCIDERATE UNGRATEFUL CHILD " " Mother, meet Louis. ".. He stops in awe. He glares at my mother and says. " Hello Ma'am. I hope I didnt inturrupt anything ". " Oh no.. Of course not I was just.. Uh joking! we joke like that! "

Louis is already uncomfortable.. I run up the stairs to my room before louis and wipe the tears off my face so he wont see. Its too late. Hes already here.. Watching me. " Love, theres no need to cry. Im here for you. I know things may seem bad but it gets better. " " Thats what they all say.. " " No i mean it.. " " You're not ungrateful. You're BEAUTIFUL. And if she doesnt see that. She might need help " I sob even harder.. He picks me up and sits me on the bed.. He strokes my hair and sings.

" Youll never love yourself half as much.. as i love you..

Youll never treat yourself right darlin' but i wantcha' to..

If i let you know... Im here... For you..

Maybe youll love yourself like i..

Love you.<3.. "

"Louis.. that was beautiful.. " " I know its not my part.. but i think it will sound just as good as when niall sings it. It describes you. You're perfect to me. And i should have never left. I didnt know it was like this for you. Im sorry " Did he mean it? Did he really like me.. What should i do?. I lean in for a kiss.. And he goes in for it too.. Its perfect.. Eyes closed. I felt it, the love. The warmth of him. " Honey, go to bed. Follow me on twitter, ill follow back. We can talk on there. Talk to you in the morning! " I wanted to talk to him. I truely did. But i also wanted to die. Hes the only thing about my life that i like. What am i to do?