Emily's POV
"This is my stop Louis," I said as I soon saw my house came into view. He looked at me and then slowly parked the car outside my house's yard.
"So, are you feeling any better?" He asked. I nodded.
"I seriously am," I said with a smile. Then he smiled back.
"By the way," he said. I stared at him.
"Ahuh?" I asked. Then he glanced at my hand.
"You've got a bandage there when we brought you to the hospital. What happened to that?" he asked, pointing out the huge plaster in my wrists.
"I.. I..." I tried to answer but I was already stuttering.
"You cut?" he asked. I looked to him and nodded. "Why?"
"I.. I can't say it," I said. "It's too hard for me to share the reason why,"
"I respect that," he said with a smile. "Wait up here, I'll help you out," he said and he got out of the car and went around to the passenger's door.
"Thank you," I said as I went out. "Home Sweet Home," I said with a sigh. He chuckled.
"Is it me or is it just you don't wanted to come back on you home?" he asked.
"Too much memories in this house Louis," I said.
"Well, if you want to get away from those memories for awhile, I have an extra space at my home," he said.
"Oh, thanks anyway," I said. "I am just a disturbance,"
"No way," he said. "You're already a friend of mine Em,"
"Are you sure?" I asked.
"Well, I am all alone at home, so yeah," he said with a grin. I smiled.
"I'll maybe stay at yours for 3 days," I said.
"You can stay as long as you want to," he said with a wink. I giggled. It is not everyday that you get to talk with Louis Tomlinson and a member of One Direction.
"Okay," I said above a whisper. He smiled. "You want to go inside?" I asked.
"Yeah sure," he said. I walked up to the front door and took out the keys I hid in the vase that is in the front porch and inserted it into the knob and opened it. I entered and I felt that he followed.
"Welcome to my house," I said. "It's shabby eh?" I asked.
"Your flat is like mine," He said. "And I cannot believe you just hid your keys in the vase outside! That's very... err, risky,"
"Oh not in this neighborhood," I said proudly. "We look out for each other's houses,"
"Cool," He said with a smile. "Well I want to live here upon hearing that,"
"You really will love it if ever," I said. "I'll just go upstairs and get some few things eh?" I said.
"Okay, I will just stay here and wait," he said as he sat down at the couch.
"Make yourself at home," I said before I climbed up the stairs.
Louis' POV
I watched as she disappeared in the staircase. I looked around her quite spacious living room. For me, the house is so huge. There is so much space and to think she is all alone living here.
I stood up from the couch I was sitting and started to check out the photos that were hanged in the wall and were framed. The first photo is of Emily herself wearing a graduation cap and robe. Another was a photo of her with a label "Summa Cum Laude". I smiled as I saw those words. This girl must be genius. Then I took a look at the last and third picture, it's Emily wearing a nurse's uniform.
YOU ARE READING
Loved You First (Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)
FanfictionLouis Tomlinson gave up searching for his best friend, Emery, when he grew up. He eventually had forgotten about her until a girl named Emily Robertson arrived into his life one day. She reminds him about his lost best friend and eventually, he had...