Unknown Love (Sequel to Unexpected Love)

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louis

Lisa: you didn't come to my apartment today, right?

I read the text over and over again, probably thirty times, until I finally realized that I had to respond.

Me: no, why would you think that?

I pressed send and set my phone down, deciding to make myself some tea. Tea used to always calm me down, but it hasn't been working as much anymore. All I can imagine when I pour myself a cup of tea is Lisa calling me at three in the morning because she couldn't sleep, and then us each making tea from opposite ends of the call and talking and drinking the hot drink until she finally felt like she could sleep again.

Maybe tea wasn't such a good idea.

Everything I did reminded me of her. Whenever I listened to music, I could only imagine her beautiful voice singing the song instead of the original artist. Whenever I would look up at the sky, even if it was covered in clouds, I could only picture her gorgeous blue eyes looking into mine. Whenever I heard someone laugh, I could only imagine her throwing her head back, laughing so hard she couldn't breath.

I missed her.

I know I saw her extremely often, but it just isn't her. She's still as kind as before, but it's just not the same. Now, her kindness seems forced because she's used to being mistreated in her home. Her hair is different. She stopped wearing her glasses. I have yet to hear her sing, and even though she had only actually sang to me a few times, she used to always be humming some song. She listened to music so often that it was impossible for her to not have a million songs stuck in her head.

I also miss our fights. Of course, I hated fighting with her, but I would rather take us fighting than have there be no us at all.

As my mind clouded with thoughts, I didn't even notice my watery eyes. I quickly blinked my tears away before I heard the sound of my text tone.

Lisa: idk, just overthinking I guess. sorry for asking

I felt bad for lying, but I couldn't tell her that I showed up to her apartment. Not only would it seem totally creepy since she has yet to actually give me her address, but also I know she doesn't want me to be involved with David in any way shape or form.

I also could tell from her response that something was up.

Me: don't worry about it, are you alright?

Lisa: just David being stupid

Lisa: im so frustrated. I want to remember my life, i honestly feel like he isn't being completely honest with me and it breaks my heart.

I felt my eyebrows furrow as I read her second text. I felt so horrible, all I wanted to was hold her in my arms while I told her everything about her life, the actual truth of it.

But I don't know when I'll actually be able to bring myself to tell her. What if it ruins everything we have going? She'll for sure be angry with me for lying, and I don't want to lose her again.

I can't lose her again.

Me: im sorry, love. I wish there was something I could do to help.

After that, there were no more responses. I texted a couple more times, but still, nothing. It was soon dark outside, and I was still awaiting a response.

As I was about to get in the shower, my phone began ringing. I rushed to pick it up, but became less excited when I saw it was Modest! Management calling me.

"Hello?" I answered, disappointed.

"Louis! It's Catherine, here. I know we haven't asked you to do anything since this whole Lisa incident began, but we really need you back out in the spotlight. Fans are beginning to worry, they haven't seen you out in public in a while. Could you just go into town and walk around for a bit tomorrow? We'll have a bodyguard come pick you up around eleven, if so," Catherine, our management head, said, barely taking a breath as she let it all out.

"Uh, yeah, sure. That's fine," I responded.

"Great! Enjoy the rest of your evening!" Catherine said before the line went dead.

I sighed as I placed my head in my hands. I was really enjoying the life of not being a celebrity for a while. It was surprising how no one ever saw me at that park, but other than there I haven't really gone anywhere. Well, Lisa's apartment, but I came in through the car park building so there wasn't really any chance to be seen.

Don't get me wrong, I'm so appreciative of our fans and what we've accomplished, but there are some days I wish it could all slow down, and I could walk around outside without being blinded by flashing lights and deafened by people's screams.

I pushed my thoughts aside and took a quick shower, changing into sweatpants and a jumper before walking by downstairs. It was beginning to get really cold in our house, because the winter months were coming quick. It was already November, all the summer and autumn months were gone before I knew it.

I turned on the heater before walking into the kitchen. It was then that I saw a note taped onto our fridge.

Louis,

I'll be in LA for a week or two. Catherine wanted me to be there to get the band some more publicity. You can text me, but I'm on a plane so I may not respond for a few hours. Sorry I didn't tell you sooner. See you in a couple weeks!

H.

PS: if you really want to tell Lisa the truth, go ahead. I don't want to be what's holding you back.

I smiled to myself at the note, and decided to leave it on the fridge. I personally loved it when Harry did small things like that. He's like the brother I never had, and him going just a small extra step to make my life easier is just what I would want in a best friend and a brother.

I knew he wouldn't need to pack or anything, he's got houses in LA. Clothes galore. No wonder I didn't notice him leave.

I then realized what I came downstairs for, and I opened the fridge and began rummaging through it. However, nothing seemed appetizing to me. My mind drifted to Lisa. Has she eaten yet? I wonder what she had.

I swear, I am completely infatuated with her. She has taken up every part of my mind.

All I wanted in life was to have her back.