Feelings(Louis Tomlinson AU)

five. fifteen. sixteen

...Izzy...

-Five-

“Louis give that back!” Five year old me whined at the brown haired blue eyed seven year old. Louis had stolen my favorite Barbie.

“Nope!” Louis yelled running away, throwing his hands around still holding my Barbie.

“Lou...” I started crying. “Just give me back my dolly.” I added falling to the floor my brown hair covering my face.

“Stop being a baby, Iz.” Louis turned and tossed my Barbie at me.

“Then don't take my dolly.” I glared at Lou, whilst hugging my precious Barbie.

Louis was a good two years older than me, and liked being mean. He was always taking my toys. I hated it.

“Don't take my dolly.” He mimicked me sticking his tongue out.

I picked up a stray Barbie shoe and threw at him. “Stop it.” I whined.

“Hey, don't throw shoes at me!” Louis bellowed coming towards me. “Or I'll take your doll again.” He threatened me reaching for my Barbie, which he missed because I shoved it between my legs.

“Aren't they adorable?” I heard my mum comment.

“No!” I cried as Louis kept trying to grab my Barbie, in the process falling on top of me. “Get off me!” I shouted trying to push him off.

“Louis time to go home.” Louis' mum stated.

Louis climbed off me and walked to his mum's side. My mum signaled for me to follow them to the door. I slowly got up and made my way to the door. I waved my Barbie in Louis' face sticking my tongue out, Lou replied sticking his tongue out.

“Bye you two, come back soon.” My mum smiled and waved. I stuck my tongue out once more at Louis, who just smiled in return.

-Fifteen-

I fixed my light red wavy hair, and black eyeliner once more before leaving the house. I took a good look at my scared filled chocolate brown eyes, today was my first day of college. Today's the first day in two years that I'll see Lou during school. My heart thumped like crazy as I heard the car horn honk once signaling Lou was here. I slowly pulled myself away from the mirror to look at the door. Surely I'll get a text or a phone call from him telling me to hurry. My phone buzzed. I took it out to read the text,

From Loubear:

Hurry up Iz we don't want to be late, for your first day and all ;)

I quickly sent a text back,

To Loubear:

Oh shut up about it, I'm already nervous enough :/ And I'll be out in a second.

I glance at myself once more, fixing my navy blue blazer over my white flowing blouse and frayed jean shorts. I walked to the front door and slipped on my white Chucks. I grabbed my backpack, flung it over my shoulder and opened the door. I felt my phone buzz again,

From Loubear:

C'mon! :|

I shoved my phone into my pocket and closed and locked my door. I walked to Lou's car and swung open the door.

“Little impatient are we?” I asked with a smirk taking a seat.

“Little scared are we?” He mimicked me.

“Weren't you scared your first day?” I asked raising a brow.

“Nope.” He smirked.

“Liar.” I grumbled, looking out the window.

The rest of the car ride was silent. Louis just fiddled with the radio, changing station to station.

“Would you just pick one?” I asked looking over at him.

“Is it annoying you?” He raised a brow, I nodded. “Then no.” He smirked changing the station once again.

“Louis William Tomlinson!” I shouted slapping his hand away from the radio.

“Elizabeth Ruth Montgomery!” He shouted back.

“Just drive you annoying prick.” I mumbled looking back out the window.

“Meh meh meh.” Louis grumbled looking straight, placing both hands on the wheel.

I looked over and smiled at his immaturity. No matter what he did he always had a way to make me smile. Louis looked over at me and made a face, causing me to laugh. Today might be a good day.

-Sixteen-

 "Happy birthday Loubear!" I yelled shoving my way into his bedroom.

"Izzy!" Louis panicked wrapping his towel back around his waist. 

"O-o-oh," I stuttered backing out of his room, "I'll wait downstairs."

I quickly made my way downstairs into the kitchen. My face was heated from seeing Louis without his towel. I took a seat at the kitchen table with his mum.

"Dear, are you feeling ill?" Louis' mum questioned placing a hand on my forehead. "You feel warm."

"I'm not ill," I stated,  "just embarrassed."

"Why are you embarr-" 

"Mum, I not sure what to get I-" Louis cut off when he saw me sitting at the table, his cheeks turning a dull pink. "I thought you said you were going home?"

"I said I was coming downstairs, Lou... When did you hear me say I was going home?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Just a little bit ago." Louis smiled proudly.

"I'm pretty sure I said downstairs... But now I'm going home, I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday." I replied ambling over to him. "Happy eighteenth birthday Loubear." I smiled hugging him.

"Thank you Izzy." Louis replied squeezing me tighter.

"Oh and don't ever forget the birthday surprise you got this morning." I whispered my lips hitting his ear. "Merry Christmas eve Jay. Tell Lottie the same and the twins." I shot a smirk towards Louis, whose face had turned as bright as a cherry, and a smile to his mother.