Never Forgotten (L.T)

Chapter 15

*Abby's POV* 

I feel Louis tense beside me. What the hell did she forget here? I hear the door close and I expected Harry had gotten her to leave, but I was wrong. She walks into the room with her head down. Once she has the audacity to lift her head up she looks at me with wide eyes.

"What are you doing here?" She asks me. 

"I'm here to help Louis, because someone decided to break his heart," I say with venom in my voice. She glared at my statement.

"I had a good reason to break up with him," Harry and I stare at her in shock. "You had no right to break up with him, when all he ever did was treat you like you're the only girl on this fucking planet," I raise my voice. 

"Fine do you want to know the reason I broke up with him, I'll tell you. I couldn't handle the hate, the fans, they all hate me, what's the point if they don't like me," she says. I was ready to attack her, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turn around and see Louis, he looks at me with a small smile. "Calm down Abby," he whispers in my ear.

"This too, this is also a reason," Eleanor says. I look at her confused. I look back at Louis but he's ignoring my gaze.

'What are you talking about?" I ask her. "This, you, him," she says while pointing to Louis and I. "What about us," I ask. "Oh for god's sake it's because of you! Ever since you showed up back into his life there's been non-stop talk about you, not like he never talked about you before," she says. 

"So you broke up with him, because of me?" I ask her. "Good to know that you finally got that through your head," she scoffs. But continues, "If you would of never showed up Louis and I would be completely fine right now, I'd somehow make it through the fans, but you are the main obstacle," she says with anger.

"Enough Eleanor, enough," Louis says, frustrated. All off us look at him. "Just stop. Don't blame other people for this Eleanor. I kept telling you that we will make it, but no I'm just a good for nothing pop star who just wanted to get you in bed. You know what if you want then take your stuff today, I don't want to see you again." He says with anger. He walks back to the living room and Eleanor stomps up the stairs, I'm guessing into their room. I walk back to Louis and put my hand on his shoulder.

"You didn't have to do that Louis, I guess she's right, I did break you guys up. I just got in the way," I say. He shakes his head and grabs my hands. "Don't you ever blame yourself for this, this breakup was not because of you, don't you ever say that again," he says sincerely. "Are you okay?" I ask him. "I feel a lot better after what I said," he says. I stretch my arms out and he hugs me. I hear someone scoff behind us, we tun around and Eleanor is standing there with a suitcase. I stand up but Louis grabs my hand hand to stop me. 

"Are you done packing?" I ask her. "No, I'll come back tomorrow for the rest of my things," Eleanor says glaring at me. "That's a shame," I mutter under my breath. Louis lets out a quiet laugh. Eleanor stays in her place looking at both of us. Harry walks into the room.

"Why are you still here?" he asks while pushing her out of the room towards the door. Louis stifles a quiet laugh as he watches Harry. Once he comes back at he looks at both of us and smirks. "Is there something you aren't telling us?" He asks. "No, what are you talking about?" Louis asks. "Nevermind, forget I asked," Harry says. Weird.

I look at my phone and notice it's 8:30. "I have to go home," I say while getting up. Louis grabs my hand, "Please, stay," he looks at me with pleading eyes. "I-I can't Lou, Sierra and I have to figure out what we're going to do," I tell him. This is the thing I wanted to avoid talking about. "What do you mean, what you're going to do?" He asks letting go of my hand. "We don't own the flat we live in right now, we are renting it out. What I mean is I don't know how much longer we're staying in Doncaster," I say finally. He looks at me with no emotion. "You're leaving me," he whispers. "Lou don't say it like that," I say. "No! You're leaving me, how else would you describe it," he starts to yell. I jump at the sudden outburst. I look at Harry and he's just as shocked as I am.

"Louis calm down," Harry tries to calm him down walking towards him. Louis hold his hand up to stop Harry from getting any closer. "If you want to leave then go ahead, just leave me," Louis says, "Lou..," "Save it, I don't want to hear anything, just go," he says walking away. Harry turns to me.

"You need to stay Abby, please, this isn't good," Harry begs me. "Why Harry, I don't have anywhere to live, I don't have a job. How do you expect me to live here?" Harry stops and thinks. Then a smile forms on his face. "You can work for us, both of you!" He says excited. I look at him confused. "You can help Lou our stylist, you can do our make, hair, help us pick out clothes anythings really, the better thing is, you'll get to tour with us!" He says. "And what about a flat?" I ask him. "I have a flat here, I bought it a while ago and never sold it ever since I moved in with Louis, please you and Sierra can live there until you buy one for yourselves or whatever you plan, and you can just sell the one in London," he said. 

"Did you just plan this out or have you had this plan for awhile," I ask him. "I've had the plan for a awhile, I kind of expected this to happen. But Abby please you can't just leave him like this, I can guarantee you he's in his room right now drinking, please," He begs. I don't want Louis to suffer so I agree. "I'll call Sierra and see what we can do," I tell him. He hugs me. "Thank you so much, I don't want either of you to be hurt, I'm doing my best here," he says laughing. "I know Harry, I know." And that's when I knew that my life will be changed.