Louis' POV:
"Louis?" Elle said in a very surprised tone, her big blue eyes suddenly coming to life.
"Elle.... I- I don't know what to say, other than I'm so.... so fucking sorry." I choked out, looking up. I can't cry in front of her.
"Louis, it's not your fault. I'm the problem, I thought we went over this." Elle said quietly, with full meaning behind her words. I wish she would just punch me in the face, that would be less painful that what I was hearing her say.
"But no Elle, I'M the problem. I shouldn't have said what I did, I was confused and I had nothing to be confused about. When I said you were the only thing helping me get over Sarah, I meant it with complete honor of you. That's a really good thing, not an insult in any way. If I didn't have you, not only would I most likely have forgiven Sarah for cheating on me and treating me like dirt, but I wouldn't have met the most amazing girl for me. I wouldn't have realized how big of a joke Sarah and I's relationship was. I wouldn't have remembered what it's like to really laugh and be happy, and to enjoy the simple things in life, like your laugh, the way your eyes light up when you talk about things you like. How kind you are, and how breathtaking you are. Elle, you are the best thing that has happened to me, completely. And I can't lose you."
Her eyes were brimming with tears as she looked up to me.
"Do you really mean all of that?" Elle said.
"Yes Elle, every single word." I exhaled and took her hand in mine.
"I need another chance. I need to show you that we are perfect for each other, because I know we are." I said, my voice shaking as I stroked the back of her hand with my thumb .
"Louis, I've never been one to forgive easily... Especially not after something like this..." She said, looking down at her hospital gown. She really wasn't going to accept my apology, I am such a fuck up.
"But I will consider giving you another chance. I just need time, to get back on my feet I suppose. I'll keep in touch with you though, and no matter what happens between us, you'll always be the best thing that has ever happened to me as well." She said, and my smile grew wide.
"Although I'd love to be with you, just being friends with you would be more than enough for me. Whatever makes you happy, is okay with me. Because if anyone deserves happiness, its you." I said strongly
"Louis, you're making this so hard for me" she said with a frown
"What?" I said, confused
"This whole 'just being friends with you' bit! You can't just say that stuff to me and not expect my stomach to erupt with butterflies" she said and giggled lightly
"Hey, I can't help it that I care about you so much!" I said and poked her dimple.
We sat silent for a couple of seconds, neither of us knowing exactly what to say when she piped up
"Hey, I get out of here tonight!" She said with a big smile on her face
"That's great! Any plans when you get home?" I asked
"I have a hot date with my bed and Netflix" she said and I laughed, she was adorable.
"Wanna come over tomorrow and just... Hang out?" She asked, and she meant 'hang out' as in just friends. Not going to lie, my heart sank
"Yeah! We start recording for the third album tomorrow, should I just text you when I'm finished?" I asked her, my voice sounding hopeful
"Yeah, that's fine" she said and she started to get some of the beautiful color back in her face. I had such an effect on her, it was amazing.
I gave her a kiss on the forehead and we had said our goodbyes, I had turned my back when Elle spoke up again
"I just wanted to ask, did you visit me when I was , uh, unconscious?" She said, shifting around in her bed. She had felt awkward saying the word 'unconscious' and once again I felt like a terrible human being.
"Yeah, uh, the first day you were emitted to the hospital I paid you a visit..." I said, feeling awkward
"You did? Anna-belle told me you never visited ..." She said, looking confused
"She must not have seen me, but yeah. I stayed with you for awhile before I got kicked out by your nurses." I stated
"Well thank you for visiting me before, I wish I could know what you had said to me!" She looked up at me, basically pleading I tell her.
"I uh, actually left you a note." I said, pointing to the piece of crumpled up paper on her bed side table. She cautiously picked it up and uncrumpled it and read my messy handwriting. I saw a tear prick in her eye and I immediately bent down to wipe it away
"What's wrong? What did I say?" I said
"you-you love me?" she squeaked out and I gulped and nodded my head. I do love her. I love Elle Harrington.
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the connection
FanfictionElle was just an ordinary 18 year old girl, going through difficulties not even she could understand. She needed a new adventure, something different. She meets Louis and things are certainly..different. Will things work out? Or will she let her tho...