Fighting for Love [Louis Tomlinson]

Chapter 9

Louis

I contemplated whether or not to go to visit Rachel. She recently got released from the hospital, and even though I was still heartbroken, I needed to get things sorted out with her. Or at least try.

I fumbled with the keys sitting in my pocket, laying my head back onto the headboard of my bed. Honestly, what were the chances of me getting Rachel back? She firmly believes that I cheated on her, and no one could change her mind. I needed to convince her I wouldn't have done it, but I had no solid proof and didn't know how to do it.

I pictured myself in her position, and personally, I wouldn't forgive me either. If she cheated on me, no explanation would make it better.

I sighed in frustration, running my fingers through my slightly tangled hair. I shouldn't have gone so long without calling her. That was just another reason she suspected I was cheating.

I needed some sort of closure with her, and yes, I did feel guilty for going behind Gabrielle's back. And even though I didn't cheat on Rachel, I was on Gabrielle.

I swung my legs over the side of my unmade bed, sheets sprawled and wrinkled in every direction. I stood up, and reapplied my cologne and walked into the bathroom. I stared at my reflection and sighed. Combing my fingers through my hair, I walked downstairs and slipped on my TOMS, then headed out the door.

The cool fall breeze hit me, giving me goosebumps and I made my way out to my car. The sun blazed in my eyes, causing me to squint as I grabbed the door handle, attempting to open the door. I reached for my car keys, unlocking the door and sliding into the driver's seat.

I took a deep breath before I put the keys into the ignition and pulling out of the driveway.



Rachel

*Can I come over?*

I raised an eyebrow in suspicion as I reread the text from Louis. He was honestly the last person I expected to be asking to come over.

*Sure.* I responded.

I contemplated asking why, but I was bound to find out either way as soon as he got here.

Was he coming to ask about Harry? I shook my head at the thought, it seemed so unlike him. But then again, we haven't spoken since he found out about us.

My heart rate sped up as I set my phone down on the counter and finished the last of my Literature notes. I set my head down on the textbook, resting my hands on the top of my head. I hoped he was coming for some other reason than to convince me otherwise of him cheating or Harry. I wasn't feeling well enough as it was, I didn't need the extra stress of fighting over a lost cause with Louis. Was he still trying to convince me that he didn't cheat? I laughed under my breath, sitting up straight and closed my textbook.

I paced around the kitchen island, running my fingers through my slightly snarled hair from my lying around after class this morning.

The thought of him with someone,Gabrielle especially, made me cringe. I didn't even know her, much less know what she looked like. The fact that Louis was with her and trying to win me back only made another point in his 'cheating game'. Honestly I hoped he broke it off with Gabrielle sometime recently, but then again maybe she wasn't even real. Maybe she was a scheme to make me jealous. But then again, what if she was real? What if Louis really loved her?

I shook my head once again. If he really loved her, he wouldn't be coming after me. Or maybe he just wanted to clear things up.

But there was nothing to clear up.

My thoughts were interuptted by the sound of soft but distinct knocking at my door. I looked at the time on the oven, and walked over to the door to let him in.

He was staring at the ground but slowly looked up as he heard the door open. I gave him a half smile, which he returned. I moved out of the way so he could come in, and our shoulder brushed as he did. My heart sped up a little, but I wasn't sure if it was from being nervous, or just the fact that I was around him again.

"Hey." he mumbled as he slipped off his shoes.

"Hi."

He looked up at me, and stepped towards me, wrapping his arms around my waist and I wrapped my arms cautiously around his neck. I rested my head on his shoulder, inhaling his clogne which I remembered I loved so much. I wasn't sure if I missed his hugs or not, but all I knew was that I needed a hug regardless of who it was from.

"How have you been doing?" he asked as we removed our arms from each other, walking into the kitchen.

I looked back at him and sighed. "I'm okay. And you?"

Louis leaned against the island in the kitchen, shook his head and laughed. "I'm terrible."

"How come?"

"Harry and I haven't talked for two weeks."

I swear my heart stopped for a minute, because I knew why. I didn't want to ask why, because I knew what he was going to say.

"Are you mad at him?" I ask, not looking into his eyes.

He sighed, "Yeah, but there's nothing I can really do about the situation."

I rolled my eyes, an automatic response popped into my head.

Maybe things would be different if you didn't cheat.

I kept it to myself, but looked back up at him, who was intently staring back at me. "Things could've been different you know."

"Rachel, you know that I didn't-"

I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Why are you even here, Louis?"

"To talk to you, clear things up."

I wasn't sure if I should've thrown him out at that moment or to hear him out, but honestly, what hadn't been said at this point? I was done with being lied to and manipulated by people, and for once in my life I felt good about one decision. Not only did it create less drama in my life, but it also brought people into different areas of my life. 

"There's nothing to clear up, Louis. You made your decision, and there is nothing you can do to change what you did, or make me feel any differently about it."

He stared at me in awe, "Rachel, what you think happened, never happened. Hannah lives in England, and you know I didn't go back home. She never left either, I haven't seen her in years."

"Im tired of fighting with you, Louis." I said, emotionless, as my eyes darted from his eyes onto the floor. "Where's Gabrielle?"

He sighed, "You make it impossible to apologize, you know? Do I mean nothing to you anymore?"

My jaw clenched as I balled my hands into fists and closed my eyes. Was this honestly what he came to do? I turned on my heel, walking back toward the door, and opened it.

"You can leave now." I spat, then a smirk spread across my face.

"You don't get it! I don't give a fuck if you don't believe me, I didn't cheat on you and you need to accept that! Believe what you want, but that's the truth. I know I don't mean much at all to you anymore, but I just need you to know I never would've done that to you. I made I promise, and I intended to keep it. I am sorry I didn't communicate with you much, but what do you expect? I love you, Rachel. Always have, Always will." He screamed, then sighing exhausted.

"Louis-" I began.

"No. I'm sorry." He said, slipping on his shoes, and stood inches in front of me. "But just because I mean nothing to you, doesn't mean you mean nothing to me."

"I-"

His lips crashed onto mine, as his hand slid behind my head, holding me still. This isn't what I wanted, nor needed. I wanted to stop kissing him, but I couldn't find the strength to pull away after a long awaited kiss, that I refused to admit that I missed.

His tongue slipped in between my teeth, running along mine, and exploring my mouth. It felt so right with him. I couldnt bring myself to stop.

His other arm wrapped around my waist, pulling my even closer, intensifying the kiss.

He pulled away slowly avoiding eye contact, turning his back toward me, but before he walked out of the doorway, he mumbled,

"I'm not giving up on you yet, Rachel."

And whether I liked to admit ot or not; I still loved Louis Tomlinson.

(Sorry it's not much after a long awaited update, but I've been crazy busy...I'm sorry, but life as a high school sudent sucks, and having a job and a boyfriend takes up the majority of my free time...The updates won't be very often, but I did consider wrapping up the stories, which I'm trying not to do. Sorry for the late update, love you all!)