~Our New Life~

Chapter Three <3

Okay, so this chapters a bit long buuuuuuuut I needed to get as much as possible in here. GET READY FOR SOME DRAMAAAAA.

I looked at him closely. He seemed very different. He had many different scars and tattoos.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm out. I don't work for him anymore."

"What?" I asked confusingly.

"I paid the rest of your debt myself."

"Why Lou?"

"I wanted us to be friends again... Are you still with that girl?"

"Dana? Well, yes I am. As a matter of fact, you've missed a lot."

"How much have I missed?"

I ran my left hand through my hair, letting out a deep breath.

"You're married," Louis said quietly. I looked at my hand as I dropped it, noticing that I had my wedding ring on.

"Come on in Louis. It's getting cold."

He put his hands in his pockets and walked into the doorway, waiting for me to follow behind.

We walked into the room, where Dana was lightly strumming the guitar and Emmalyn was jumping around. Lou's face lit up with a smirk.

"I have missed a lot, haven't I?" he whispered with a chuckle. Dana looked up from playing the guitar and stopped instantly as I walked over to her.

"Dana, this is Louis. That friend I told you about."

Dana leaned the guitar against the side of the couch, picking up Em in her arms. It was obvious that she didn't want Louis in the house.

"What's he doing here?"

"He, um, he got away from the guy that I owed money to."

"The one who stabbed you?" Dana said, raising her voice slightly.

"He didn't do it, someone the other guy sent with Louis did it."

"Emmalyn, go to your room please."

Dana put Em on the ground and she ran to her room. Dana looked at me, her arms crossed, lips pursed, and eyebrows furrowed into a frown.

"Do you want money or something?" she asked Louis, examining what he looked like.

"No. I finally got away and I hadn't seen Harry here in years... I thought it'd be a nice surprise to track him down and find him," Louis explained calmly.

Dana shook her head slightly as he held out his hand towards her.

"I'm Louis Tomlinson. It's nice to meet you personally."

Dana stormed out of the room and into the kitchen. I sat down on the couch with Lou as he ran his hands through his hair, pushing his glasses back up on his face.

"I think she hates me."

"She just... She just has to get to know you," I said patting Louis on the back.

"So that little girl? She's yours?"

"Yeah. Her name is Emmalyn."

"How old is she?"

"She's five."

"Wow... I've missed too much," Louis said, hanging his head.

"You couldn't help it. It wasn't your fault."

"She's talented."

"She's a dancer like her mom. And a singer like me."

"Speaking of singing, how's that whole thing going?"