How To Save A Life: A Louis Tomlinson FanFiction

Chapter 43: Don't Leave Your Phone In The Room Your Girlfriend Is Changing In...

One day before the boys leave for tour:

Louis's POV:

I frowned as my fingers played with Eliza's hair. She had been working so hard lately with Management to be perfect for this tour. She really needed something fun to do. I listened to her hum the melody of Enchanted by Taylor Swift, and smiled. She loved her Taylor Swift music.

"Doesn't this just sound like a song for a mascrade ball? Everyone's wearing a mask, and he sees her acrossed the room, and they fall in love, even though they don't even know eachother's names. And then, she's just hoping he isn't already in love. It's so romantic. And-"

"That's it!" I screamed, and she flinched, startled. "Sorry Bells, but what if we had a mascrade ball as our 'going away on tour' goodbye thingy?" I asked, excited now.

"That sounds awesome! We need to start inviting people now, though, it's almost twelve! Let me change out of my pajamas, and we can start planning!" She smiled, excited as well.

She ran to our room to change, and I felt my pockets for my phone. Aw shit, I left it in our room.

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Eliza's POV:

I slipped into my jeans, and pulled off my pajama shirt, searching for a nice blouse to wear. Maybe something red to match my new Toms... Or maybe-I spun around to the sound of a gasp from the doorway. No... Oh God, no....

"Bells..." Maybe he was suddenly blind for a few minutes, or really oblivious and couldn't see my stomach and cuts... I knew it was ridiculous, but I'd give anything for it to be a few minutes ago, and not have to see the hurt on Louis's face... to not be the reason...

I ran to Lou, as he stared at my stomach and cuts. "Louis, I can explain." I panicked as he flinched at my touch. He flinched.... no... "Please, just listen to me..." He pulled away from me, looking disgusted.

"You know what, I'm just done with this. I'm tired of your shit. I'm going go... I have to go call everyone to come to the mascrade, don't come to bother me." He said, his voice cold and detached.

"But if I could just expl-" I tried desperatly.

"No, Elizabella. I'm done." I dropped my hands at the sound of my full name, and this time when he tried to leave, I didn't stop him. Instead, I fell to the floor sobbing.

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Louis's Short POV:

I walked out of the room, so furious, not just that she began to cut again, but that she didn't tell me. I listened as she dropped to the floor, sobbing, and forced myself to continue to walk away. Harry ran up the steps, bumping into me.

"Is everything okay? I heard someone fall. Should I go get-"

"Did you know?" I asked. His face became confused. "That she stopped eating and began cutting?" His face became sad. That was the only answer I needed. I was so angry, I didn't understand why... She began sobbing harder, and for a moment, I wanted to go up and hold her, telling her that everything was fine. But it wasn't. I was mad. She kept secrets from me again. But still, I felt sorry.

"She's upstairs crying. Go check on her... please." I said, as angrily as I could muster,and stormed into the kitchen.

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Eliza's POV:

After about an hour of sobbing in Harry's arms, twenty minutes in Niall's, ten in Liam's, and thirty in Zayn's, I went and cried for another hour in front of Louis, begging him to just agnolage me, and he left, not saying where he was going. And so I spent another hour, sitting on the couch sulking, and freaking out to the boys.