Turdy Seven (A Heleanor Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

   When Louis and Eleanor finally arrived at Eleanor's house it was nearly three in the morning. After having left the boys at their hotel they grabbed a cab to her house. Harry had been hesitant to leave Eleanor with Louis, but trudged away towards the elevator to his room once she gave him a reassuring smile when Louis wasn't looking.

   During the cab ride Louis had put his arm around Eleanor, resting it on the seat to make sure he didn't touch her. He didn't want to make her any more uncomfortable, while at the same time trying to be affectionate. He needed to win her over and soon. He didn't have much time before he had to pick up his things and leave her again. Louis was definitely hurt by Eleanor's words in the van, but already decided he would overlook them. He had done worse to her in the past.

   She unlocked the front door and they stepped in. Louis dropped his bag on the floor and took in the familiar surroundings. Everything was just as it was the last time he had left it. Kitchen to the right, living room to the left, Eleanor's bedroom down the hall... He hadn't thought about whether she would let him stay in her bed after their fight. Louis figured they had already came all the way there and if she didn't want him there, she would've left him at the hotel with the others.

   "Home, sweet home," Louis muttered almost sarcastically under his breath. He couldn't remember the last time he was so nervous around Eleanor. He was usually most comfortable around her, but not this time. Not with so much on the line.

   Louis reached for her hand and gently turned her to face him. When Eleanor wouldn't meet his gaze Louis put his hand on her chin and tilted her head up so he could see her eyes. They were almost the same height, Louis having the upper hand by a couple inches. They stood inches apart in the dark hallway. The only light coming from the windows in the living room. Eleanor was completely still as Louis moved his hand from hers to her back. She let Louis pull her closer as he leaned his head in. She knew what was coming.

   She was feeling conflicted from her fight with Louis. She knew she had hurt him, yet she didn't regret what she had said to him. Eleanor knew everything she had told him was true and so did Louis, even if he wouldn't admit it to himself. Neither of them had meant to harm one another. This had been the first time Louis' insecurities had lead to such strong jealousy, and definitely the first time it had lead to jealousy towards Harry of all people. He had never acted this way towards his best friend. It had angered Eleanor that this would even happen. She didn't know whether to let her anger or her wish to not harm Louis any further overtake her.

   Eleanor decided at the last second as she roughly pulled away so quickly that Louis stumbled forward. He had to take a moment to compose himself and take in what had just happened. She had never rejected him before. Not once.

   Eleanor had turned and walked straight to the light switch, turning it on. She suddenly felt a knot in her stomach now that she was able to see the sight of Louis' face. Louis was feeling a million emotions at once. He was surprised, angered, confused... hurt. He couldn't take much more of this.

   Louis stared right into Eleanor's eyes and simply said, "Fine." The single word containing such resentment. He scooped up his bag he had brought with him with the intentions of staying the night, but that was clearly not happening. As he turned towards the door to leave Eleanor crossed the room towards him and put her small hand on his arm.

   "Louis please don't-" she began, but was cut off by Louis harshly pulling his arm out of her grasp and leaving her.

   He slammed the door shut behind him and she flinched. The stab of the single word he had uttered still pierced her chest as she dropped her head in defeat.