Chapter 1

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April 29, 2010
9:14 am

2 days since he left.
I keep wondering if he'll ever come back.
To see me. To say goodbye. To hug me tightly in his arms.
To say I love you.
I missed him.
Very much.
I feel empty, like a bottle.
Well, maybe something other than a bottle.
God, I miss him.
I miss him so fucking much.
He should be missing me. He left, right? I never left him.
Not once.
***
I get up from my bed for the first time in 2 days.
I walk downstairs. Alone.
Usually, Louis was right behind me.
Arms around my neck. Playfully choking me.
Laughing.
I walk into my kitchen and open my fridge.
The cold air hitting me.
I just stand there, staring at everything in it.
"Pumpkin? Something wrong?"
I look behind me and see my mom standing there.
Pumpkin was the nickname my mom always called me ever since I was 5.
I sigh. "No.."
"Yes there is. You always sigh when there's something wrong."
She walks up to me and pulls me in for an embrace.
My eyes fill with tears, one rolling down my cheek and onto my moms shoulder.
She puts her hand on the top of my head and gently strokes my hair.
It's calming, really.
I pull away and wipe the tears away.
"Louis hasn't been over lately? Is something going on?" She asks.
She was always asking questions.
"He's gone." I mumble.
"Gone?!"
"Not gone, gone. He just....left."
I look down and fumble with my hands.
"I'm sure he'll come back?" She says and pulls me back in for a hug.
"Yeah...."
We stand there. In each other's embrace.
It was nice, actually.

If only this was Louis....
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