My Difficult Life As Louis Tomlinson's Sister

Chapter 5

I walked back in my room after I finished "eating", to be honest I only ate one bite of it.

I sat down on the couch in my room and opened my Twitter app.

"We are born to die." I twittered and waited till a few people asked me what happened.

I answered a few tweets till someone knocked at my door. I let out a sigh but said that the person could come in. It was Liam.

"Hey." He said and smiled warmly at me.

"Hi." I said and looked up for a few seconds. I looked back onto the ground and swallowed. I felt uncomfortable for some reason.

"How are you?" He asked me and sat down next to me.

"I'm okay." I said and bit my bottom lip, Liam smiled but I could feel that he knew that I was lying.

"Do you want to go shopping with me?" Liam asked me and smiled. I wasn't sure what I should think about it, but why not? I like clothes.

"Yeah... why not." I said and smiled a little bit, Liam smiled as well. I don't know why but Liam has something on him, you can't hate him!

"Ehmm... I will change my clothes... I'll be ready in 10 minutes!" I said and smiled, Liam nodded and walked out of my room. I walked into the bathroom and changed into a black leggings, my white body, my fake fur jacket, my black Chanel bag, my white plateau sneaker and some white sunglasses.

I walked out of the room and into the living room where Liam was waiting for me.

Harry bit his bottom lip as he saw me and his eyes became a darker shade.

"I'm ready." I whispered and Liam smiled. He walked with me out of the flat and to his car. We drove to a big mall in London, I didn't know the name of it, but it was really big and a lot of stores were in it. 

We got out of the car and in the cold London air. Today was Sunday but the stores were open, I don't know why.

"OMG THERE IS LIAM PAYNE!!" A lot girls screamed and ran towards Liam. I hid a little bit behind him and he took my hand. After a few really exhausting hours of shopping did we drive back to Louis' and Harry's flat. I knew that One Direction was famous, but I wouldn't have thought that everyone recognized them. Liam had to take hundred of photos. It was really sick! 

"It was a nice day with you." I said to Liam and hugged him as goodbye. It was a really nice day, but I don't know if I could go out with Liam or the other guys every day. I think it would break me. I'm not strong enough to be a public person. I believe that famous people must be born for it. A normal human can't do it day by day, maybe that's the reason they all get insane or become drug addicts. People should think twice if they wanna live that life.

"Yeah! But sorry for the fans..." He said and I smiled nicely. I felt sorry for him as well. I couldn't be as nicely as he was. I would freak out after a while and scream at them.

"It's okay. I can understand."I waved him goodbye as I got in the elevator on direct way to the flat. The elevator was really fast and soon I arrived the last floor. I unlocked the door and walked in the flat. It was really quite in there.

I walked into the kitchen and made myself a cup of tea.

I turned around as I heard noises behind me. I saw Louis in the doorframe.

"I don't care that you fucking hate me, but you will now fvcking eat something!" Louis said angrily and walked towards the fridge and gave me some yoghurt.

"I was in a restaurant with Liam." I said and took my cup of tea.

"You lie. I asked Liam if you guys went in an restaurant. He said you were not." He hissed at me and gave me the yogurt in my hand. He was really intimidating. I never saw him this way before.

"I don't want to eat something! Look at your girlfriend Eleanor! The way she looks she isn't a big fan of eating as well. Maybe you should give her the yoghurt instead." I hated it. I hated people who want to tell you to do something, but do not do it better. Tell me how I should take him serious? I can't! 

Louis was quite for a few seconds, he looked into my eyes with a death look and then it happened. Louis William Tomlinson slapped me in my face. In his eyes I could see helplessly, sadness and pain.

"You will fvcking eat that, now." He said coldly. He didn't wait till I answered. I think I wouldn't even be able to say something. I never saw Louis this angry before. He was always the kind and funny one, well he was always cheeky, but still kind.

 I still looked in the direction where I looked as he slapped me. I silently let the tears flow down my cheek. Louis never made me cry. Louis never slapped me. I sank down on the ground and began to cry. The time went by so fast. After 20 minutes of crying did I stand up and walked in my room and looked into the mirror. 

What did I see? I saw a fragile little girl, she was insecure with herself. She had scars on her skin and scars on her heart. She was trapped in her sadness, in her past, in the bad things happened to her. She was broken. 

My cheek was sore. I hold my hand against my cheek.I couldn't cry anymore, I just sat in my room, on the ground, in front of my mirror and looked into the mirror, one hand on my slowly violet getting cheek.

After one hour or something like that, I took out my phone and began to tweet something.

"True Love Hurts."

I bit my bottom lip and photographed the sore side of my cheek. So that they couldn't see my face, only the wound.

I posted it on Tumblr, too. I had a lot rebloggs and RT's.

I took a deep breath as I silently said to myself: "It was my fault and I deserved it."