Backwards A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction

Chapter Eleven

“I cant ask that of you, you guys cant-” I started, but it was too late, Liam has disconnected me from the call, no doubt to race her with there stupid plan. Damn Liam and his ability to end calls. 

I threw my phone across the room, watching it hit the wall, forming a small dent and then shatter into tens of pieces. I didn’t care right now. Simon couldn’t tell me to kill my two children. But I couldn’t ask the boys to leave, something in which we had worked so hard for. 

How was I meant to tell Ari, how was I actually meant to live with myself after killing my two children. I don’t care what the contract said, I was not going to kill either of them. Somehow I knew that I would get out of this. 

I put my head into my hands again, and moaned loudly, throwing my head back in the process. 

“Louis, have you made your decision?” Simon said reappearing into the room. 

“Yes.” I said, getting back onto my feet. 

“You know I really am sorry,” he said, I just rolled my eyes and looked away, “very well then.” 

Simon coughed, obviously expecting me to tell me his decision, but I decided to act dumb and annoy him, after all they don’t call me the sass masta of doncaster for nothing, right. 

He coughed again, this time slightly more loudly. “You know Si, you really need a coughing sirup, it sounds rather nasty. I could call Liam, and ask you to get you some.” I said, crossing my arms. 

“Louis, stop playing games. I understand this is hard for you, and my condolences go to you and your er... women. But, you signed the papers and there’s no way out of this now. I’m sorry.” Simon said, looking me dead in the eye. 

“Take a seat.” He said indicating to the chair beside me. I slowly sat down, as did Simon oppisite me. 

“Simon..” Candice started, walking into the front room. 

“Not now Candice.” Simon said, not bothering to turn her way, instead he just put up his hand. 

“Simon please...” She said quitely, her voice trailing away.

“WHAT IS IT!?” He exploded, making her squeak and jump. 

“Niall, Liam, Harry and Zayn are here to see you.” She said moving to the side revealing the four boys. 

I jumped right up out of my seat, making Simon’s flash a questioning look to us all, and make his brows burrow. 

Don’t do this Liam, don’t do it. I try to say to Liam telepathically, but of course Liam being the oblivious idoit obvioslly didn’t understand my repetive looks. 

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LIAM’S POV (WOW I SEEM TO BE DOING A LOT OF LIAM’S POV!)