Don't Let Me Go (SEQUEL TO CMM)

Chapter 12

Louis' POV



I let more tears fall and a sob racked my body as Zayn just stared at me.


"W-I-I don't understand wh-" Zayn frowned to himself and I let another sob escape me. Zayn snapped out of his frozen state and gave me a sympathetic look, pulling me into him. "Let's get you out of the cold". He whispered, closing the door and pulling me to the lounge room, sitting us down on the couch. I sobbed against him as he soothingly rubbed my back. "What happened Lou?" He asked as my sobs died down. I sniffled and sat up slightly.


"Do you remember when I had that really big fight with Niall?" He nodded. "Please don't say anything until I finish?" He nodded again and I took a deep breathe.



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I took a deep breath, tired from helping Tyler avoid getting abused by his drunk parents and walked through the front door. It was REALLY late and I'm absolutely exhausted from the long day of work.


"Where have you been!?" I jumped, startled from the unexpected voice. I frowned when I saw Niall.


"Why are you awake?"


"It's two in the morning! Why weren't you home!?"


"I had something I needed to do".


"And you didn't call or text me!?" He asked incredulously. "I've been worried sick! Max was so hard to put down because he kept crying for you! What if something happened to you!?"


"Niall I'm sorry".


"Where were you?" I sighed.


"I can't tell you".


"Are you serious!? I've had the worst day fucking possible and then I'm worried sick that something bad happened to you and you can't tell me!?"


"Niall I'm sorry but I really can't tell you".


"IM YOUR HUSBAND! You're never home anymore and you know I passed out from exhaustion and all day has been so stressful for me and fuck Louis! I can't do this anymore! I'm going mental! You're going behind my back!"


"Stop it Niall! I really can't tell you! I promised!"


"You're not supposed to keep things from me! You have kids Louis! You have a responsibility and you're not getting home until two am!?"


"Why are you making this such a big deal!?"


"WHY AM I MAKING THIS SUCH A BIG DEAL!? Louis! I have claustrophobia and I was crowded with fans today and trying to make sure Max was with me and trying to calm Tom down from the glass in his knee at the same time then had to go to the school to see Daniel was beat up for defending us! And then I'm waiting up for you because you still weren't home after midnight and you won't tell me anything!?"


"DONT YOU DARE START BLAMING ME ABOUT YOUR CLAUSTROPHOBIA! ITS NOT MY FAULT ALL THAT HAPPENED!"


"JESUS CHRIST LOUIS! I DIDNT SAY THAT! I just want to know where you we-"


"NIALL CAN YOU FUCKING SHUT UP!? I'm not telling you!" By now, tears were streaming down his face while he looked at me in a broken emotion.


"What did I do wrong?" His voice cracked.


"Dada?"


"Papa?" I looked to see Daniel, Max and Tom at the bottom of the stairs, staring at us in horror.


"Daniel can you please take them upstairs? I'll be there in a minute". He nodded and Niall waited until they were completely in a room. "Don't come upstairs. You can sleep on the couch. I don't want to sleep with you tonight". I watched him walk up the stairs and felt my blood boil. How dare he yell at me and try act as the innocent one here. I was just so angry. I walked out the front door and slammed it shut, walking away from the house. I can't believe he would try make me feel guilty. I'm the one working my fucking ass off to make us money and feed us.


"Louis?" I looked up to see Tyler standing in front of me.


"Are they at it again?" I asked, brushing my fingers over his bruised cheek as he nodded. "Do they ever stop?" I sighed and pulled him into a hug.


"Why aren't you at home?" My anger returned and I growled lowly.


"I don't want to talk about it". I pulled him into a hug and rubbed his back. "Are you okay?" He shook his head and I pulled away, holding his face in my hands. "You don't deserve this". I whispered. I began to think about how Niall just treated me. How betrayed I feel that he was angry at me for nothing. Maybe if I kiss Taylor, he'll be sorry. Just a small kiss. I leaned forward and heard his breath hitch. Our lips softly brushed and I pushed mine harder against his. It felt so wrong. It didn't feel right at all. He traced his fingers under my t shirt and I pushed him away.


"Louis?"


"What have I done?"


"Louis, it's okay".


"No it's not! I'm married! I have a family! You're my student! Oh my god". I pulled at my hair roughly.


"Louis-"


"Do not tell anyone! If you do I will tell everyone your secret. Don't". I muttered, walking in the direction of Liam's.




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I looked to Zayn with fear and he just stared blankly.


"So you kissed him?" I nodded. "And you blamed Niall for the fight?" I nodded again. "Have you done it again?" I shook my head. "So, you had a fight with Niall and kissed one of your students?" I nodded.


"Zayn, what do I do?"


"I take it Niall found out?" I nodded.


"He's so angry at me. He could barely look at me. It hurts so much Zayn".


"What about how Niall is feeling? How would you feel if you found out Niall kissed someone else?"


"It would kill me inside".


"Lou I don't know what's been going on with you lately but you really need to think about Niall more. He's done so much for you and you need to think about returning the favour because if you keep pushing him away, sooner or later you're going to lose him".


"I love him so much Zayn".


"You need to prove that to him. Prove to him how much you love him Lou. Because you've done something like this before and he didn't let you go, it doesn't mean you will luck out this time and he'll forgive you again. Prove it".



Niall's POV




"Dad?"


"J-just a se-second". I stumbled and grabbed a towel.


"Dad? Are you okay?"


"Y-yes just wa-wait a s-se-sec". I wiped my wrists, wincing at the sting and turn the tap on, rubbing my wrist fiercely.


"Why is the door locked? Dad Tom is screaming. Can you open the door?" The blood wouldn't stop flowing and I splashed water everywhere, smudging the blood up my arm and on my t shirt.


"Shit".


"Dad? What's going on?" I looked down and quickly pulled my t shirt off, throwing it on the floor and walking out the bathroom, closing the door quickly behind me. I pulled a sweater on and looked to Daniel's questioning gaze. "What were you doing?"


"Nothing. What's wrong?"


"Tom is screaming for you".


"Where was his room?" Daniel led me out my room and down the hallway where I had put Tom down. I don't know why I asked him that. I just didn't want him snooping in the room and finding out. I sat on his small bed and he jumped on me, clutching to my sweater tightly and whimpering. "What's wrong Tom?"


"Dada leave me. Dada not know me and leave".


"What are you talking about".


"Dada you not leave Tommy? Ever? For ever and ever?"


"I won't leave you".


"Dada remember now?" I sighed.


"No. I'm sorry Tom".


"It okay dada. You try?" I nodded and rubbed his back soothingly. "I miss dada. You sleep a lot!" I hissed as he leaned back, pressing his small back to my cut wrist. "Dada okay?"


"Yeah. I'm okay bud".


"Dad?" I looked up to see Daniel holding the bloody towel and t shirt. "What is this?"




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