(Two Weeks Later)
Lexi’s POV.
So….
It’s been two weeks since I kissed Louis.
It’s been a week and a half since mum got released, with new information that she’s having a baby girl.
And it’s been longer than I care to remember since I’ve seen my dad.
Mum saw him, obviously, the day he beat her up and almost killed his second daughter. But I am still ruddy thankful Louis dragged him towards London, and that mum is still alive.
Something still playing on my mind, however, is the knowledge that sometime soon I’m going to die. Louis, who practically never leaves my side, seems to know something is up, but hasn’t physically asked me yet. Oh yeah, did I mention, we are a couple now?
Louis’ POV.
Lexi and Louis. Louis and Lexi.
I quite often catch myself repeating our names in my head, for no reason at all. We’ve spent the night at each other’s places (not doing naughty things- cheeky…) her mum and my mum are practically sisters now, but something is seriously bothering Lexi, and she wont tell me. I’m really worried about her.
She’s not telling me a lot of things, actually. I know there’s something bothering her, I know her dad’s not quite sane and safe to be around, but honestly I wish she’d tell me the full story. I want her to be happy, now that we’ve both apologized and gotten over our past fighting. I honestly want to know what she’s thinking, because she’s scaring me.
I was pulled out of my thoughts as Lexi sat down on the swing next to me.
“Hey.” She greeted, smiling softly and not catching my eye. I smirk, reaching out and grabbing her hand, intertwining her fingers in mine. “Hey Lexi.” I said, swinging my swing back and forth a little. “Are you alright love?” I asked, after a few minutes of silence. She jumped a little, as if she’d received an electric shock.
“Hm? Oh yeah, I’m fine.” She said, smiling at me. I shook my head slightly. “Come on Lexi, something’s up. Something is bothering you.” I insisted, and I saw her lips tremble ever so slightly. “Oh, it’s just- well, you’ll think I’m silly…” She trailed off, biting her lip. I squeezed her hand reassuringly. “I wont, I promise.” I said, twisting my swing so I was fully facing her.
“Well… I was just thinking… I was going to try out for X Factor next year.” She said, and laughed suddenly. “But I haven’t sang in ages, so I’ve no idea if I’ve still got my touch to it anymore.” She said, bitterly and full of regret. My eyes widened and I grabbed her other hand. “Lexi, that’s great! You so should go for it!” I said, eagerness flooding my voice. She chanced a glance into my eyes as I looked at her.
“Really?” She asked, hope filling her tone. I nodded encouragingly, and stood up, bringing her upright with me. “Yeah, I’ll bet you’re an amazing singer.” I said truthfully. She smiled and blushed, before moving closer to me and cuddling up to me. I let go of her hand and put my arm around her as we slowly walked away from the swing set, back to her place to see if her mum was ok.
It was an inset day for our school; which basically means teachers had to learn how to teach and students get a day off. YAY!
Our dates were never very long, as there was always the fear of Lexi’s dad turning up, and she wasn’t happy to leave her mum alone for too long, in case he turned up back there. But I suppose, that was another reason for me to love spending time alone with her- it was treasurable.
“Hey,” I said out loud, “We could both do X Factor together. As a duet, maybe.” I grinned happily, and Lexi laughed at my happy expression, kissing my cheek as we neared her house. “We’d be cute.” She said, breathless from laughing.
We spent the evening watching TV with her mum, and helping out around the house- Mrs Freed was more than capable of doing things, as she was not more than 4 months along, but Lexi was so scared she’d have another close call of losing the baby she wouldn’t hear of it. My mum was helping out too, always round at some point every day, with either a warm, home cooked meal or a cake. She’d often take Lexi with us on family outings too, claiming that it was the least she could do to help take her mind off of things.
Mum had been present at the councilor sessions, as Lexi was too scared to go on her own, and knew everything about Lexi’s dad, but was sworn to confidentiality. Damn it. But for now, she was happy. And that’s what mattered to me.
Jo’s POV.
I felt so sorry for Lexi, and her mother. They of all people didn’t deserve to go through with what had happened.
Another person I was feeling extremely sorry for was Louis. Because, the time was soon coming that he will have to know.
I know this, because he’s told me. And it all starts with that one X Factor audition.
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A/N: WHOOOOAAA JO (louis' mum) KNOWS!!!!
But knows what???
Do you reckon it's:
a- that Louis is a time traveller
p- that Lexi dies in the future
OR
x- that the whole future changed because of one tiny change in the 'past'
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