Chapter 19:

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Becca's Pov:

He slapped me... He's insane, he's going out of his mind...I was trying to help... All I have tried to do is help him. Why won't he understand? If only he knew. The amount of girls he's been with or the problems he is going through right now don't bother me. I just want Louis back to his old self. I want us to be like the old times. I want him to feel happy and be able to control himself when he is at his worst. Honestly, I don't even thinks he likes me, I feel like I mean nothing to him although he means everything to me. The times when we were younger in Doncaster bowling and howling when one of us threw the ball down the gutter. I miss the times we dressed up and i was his princess. I know it's my fault. His accident was my fault but I didn't mean for it to happen. I didn't know Louis would react like that. I guess he cared and I didn't show him that i cared too. How could I be so stupid? All I really want is to be able to tell him exactly how I feel and for him to tell me how he feels so I can help him. I've seen him at his best and I've seen him at his worst, if anyone is able to fix him I know it will always be me. I can't hide my feeling towards him  for much longer. Honestly, I really don't think I was over him from the minute he left for xfactor and as soon as I saw him again, all of the memories and emotions came flooding back. Why won't he understand?... Why can't he see?
I love him!

Louis' pov:
Why won't she understand. All of this is her. I get...well I don't know what
the word is. Becca makes me happy. She's trying to help me, she's the only one trying to for the help me. Except Simon but he's only helping because my publicity affects him too. I have to stop! I need to stop! But every time I try I go back to the alcohol. It's like one small things gets to me so much I have nothing else to smoothen my mood. I don't want to be like this, especially not In front of Becca. I never wanted her to see me like this. I've turned horrible. Believe me I do really want to stop but you don't know how hard it is. Becca tries helping and I throw it back in her face. I can't believe what I've done to her. I just want to be my old self, like when we'd make plans to go to the cinema or go back to when I was younger and she called me her prince. I loved my life back then but now...well, there's not much to say about it than I'm ruining it and turning everyone against me. I want Becca to understand. I need Becca to understand. The reason she can't really help is because it's her. It's her fault, not the way I'm acting but why I'm acting this way. I haven't got over how we used to be. Looking into her bright blue eyes remind me of the relaxing walks on the beach we had together or the parties we went to together with our terrible dancing and hilarious karaoke! All the memories and emotions came flooding back. Why won't she understand?... Why can't she see?
I love her!

A/N
Hey this has taken a long time, I'm really sorry! Thanks for reading! Don't forget to tell me what you think🙈

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