Kidnapped By One Direction (A LouisTomlinson/OneDirection love story)

Chapter 22

I walked back inside after what happened outside with Harry and sighed.

"Hey babe, what happened out there?" Louis frowned and sighed. I shook my head and looked upstairs, Harry wasn't anywhere downstairs so he must be upstairs.

"Nothing.." I smiled weakly at him. He frowned again and got up hugging me, I hugged his waist and bit my lip, biting back my tears from falling down. I felt extremely bad for what happened.

As Louis was holding me close I couldn't let go of the fact that Harry could be doing something totally dangerous right now. I pulled away and walked upstairs slowly, it felt as if everything around me slowed down, as if there was not a care in the world, no one to pull me back or ask me a simple question which may save myself. Save me from myself.

I knocked on the door, the closed one and hesitated "H-Harry?" I whispered.

Harry went to the door and opened it frowning. "What?" He asked biting his lip.

"Listen Harry I'm really sorry just please.. Forgive me.."'I begged. He shook his head.

"I'm not mad at you.. I'm just mad how no one cares.. Nothing matters especially nothing about me.." He looked down "I can't take it anymore." He breathed out shutting the door.


And that was it, that's all he said. I then heard loud music coming from the room. I huffed and knocked again "Harry! Harry open the door! Please Harry I'm sorry!" I begged practically screaming.

I slid my back down the wall crying. In couldn't take it, Harry was obviously mad no matter how many times he tried denying it. And I hated it.

Louis walked up stairs to see what was up, I looked at him and his eyes widened.


"Beautiful what happened?" He sat next to me cradling me in his arms. I shook my head and cried more.

"H-Harry.. He hates me.." I whispered looking at him. Louis shook his head and kissed my forehead.

"He doesn't hate you.. He's just upset.. I promise it will get better." He assured tickling my sides. I couldn't help but giggle. Louis always made me happy no matter what. After the long time I've been in America with the boys I still felt a little strange gushing about how happy Louis makes me. I guess I could only remember the bad stuff he did to me ages back. But what about the good? I hesitated. "L-Lou?" I choked out.

He smiled at me. "Yes angel?" He asked softly. I bit my lip gazing at his perfect smile, that made him look like the happiest person ever. The way he squinted his eyes a little when he smiled widely was perfect.

"Tell me all the good stuff you did to me when we were younger." I asked sniffling. He smiled widely and cleared his throat.

"We always used to play on the play ground after school, I would push you on the swings and you would scream for me to stop pushing you so high." He chuckled and looked down smiling widely, shaking his head. "I remember when I always fixed the bows in your pigtails when the mean bullies would pull your hair." He pouted. "And when I got in big big trouble for beating up some of the kids who did that to you." He sighed and looked up.


"My favorite memory is when you were at my house and I picked you little daisy flowers and we watched the sun set, this is about when we were fifteen maybe fourteen. Before all the bad stuff happened.. And that's when I looked over at you. You had your hair straightened, and the way it draped across your shoulders. And I would always say to myself that whoever you were going to marry was the luckiest guy on earth." He smiled widely and chuckled softly. "That's when we shared our first kiss." He looked into my eyes smiling. My eyes widened and I sat up.

"My first kiss was with you?" I whispered smiling weakly. He nodded blushing.

"It was perfect. You don't remember?" He asked concerned. I looked down and shook my head.

"I guess I only remember the bad about you.." I sighed as he took my hand in his.

"That's okay love.. Now you can remember every single good memory." He smiled before pressing his lips softly on mine, kissing me lovingly.

I smiled kissing back, I sat there but not even kissing Louis would take my mind off Harry.