Never Forgotten (L.T)

Chapter 16

*Abby's POV*

I head back to the hotel Sierra and I are staying at. I open the door and go to her room. "Abby is that you?" I hear from the other side of the door. "Yeah it's me," I say as I open the door. "Sierra we have to talk," I say in a serious tone," She has a frightened look on her face. "No,, it's not that bad, well kind of," I say. "Abby just say it," she urges me on.

"Okay this will take a few minutes. Okay so from the beginning Eleanor broke up with Louis because apparently he was just trying to get her into bed and was just using her and never loved her from the beginning, and apparently it's my fault that he won't stop talking about me. Anyways later Harry called me that I have to come to their house because Louis was in a horrible state, and he was, and it was horrible to watch. She really hurt him. Then speaking of the devil she came back to get her things, there was a brief argument, but luckily Harry kicked her out before I kicked her. It was all fine until Louis had mentioned us staying in Doncaster.  I told him that we couldn't because we don't have a home here or jobs. He was having none of it and then we started arguing. He kept yelling that I'm leaving him, that I'm no better than Eleanor, in the end of the argument he just told me to leave because he didn't care," I pause to take a quick breather then continue, "anyway Harry came up to me when I was leaving and started saying how I can't leave him in this state because God knows what he can do to himself and that he needs me. But he has this idea that I don't think is that bad. He said that he has a flat here in Doncaster but never ended up moving in. He said we can use it until we find our own flat, and we can sell our flat back in London-,"I was saying as she cut me off, "What about jobs?" she asks impatiently. "I was getting to that thank you very much. Harry said we could have the job of being their stylists, doing makeup, hair, clothes, anything meaning that w could also tour with them." I finally finish.

"I'm in," she says right away. "Really? You made up your mind that quickly?" "Hell yeah, that sounds amazing!" Well that was easier than expected. "Okay then it's settled." I say happily.

*Harry's POV*

"Lou, open the door," I say through the locked door. I repeatedly knock on the door but there's no answer. "Louis you can't live in this room forever, you'll eventually have to come out," I say. "Watch me Harry, watch me," he says in a quiet voice. "Lou you know she has to leave. Try to understand this situation on her side," I tell him. "You can't put yourself first Louis, she has a life too," I continue. Silence. Then I hear the door unlock and I open it. He's standing there with red puffy eyes. "Don't beat yourself up about this Louis," I tell him reassuringly. "Harry I can't not beat myself about this, it's bad enough I let her slip away the first time, I don't want to make that mistake again. I-I just want it to be like it used to be," he says in pain. "Then call her, it's bad enough she thinks that you hate her, call her and tell her how you feel," I tell him. He looks at me. "She-she thinks that I hate her?" he stutters out. "Yes she does. I would too if you yelled at me like that," I tell him laughing. "I have to call her," he says quickly grabbing his phone. Thank God.

*Abby's POV*

"Do you really think that our flat will sell that fast?" We ask our agent. "Why not? This is the perfect place in London, quiet, beautiful, and the flat is in amazing condition," she says. So, I guess we'll be moving in sooner than we thought. "Thank you so much," Sierra says standing up. "No problem girls. I'll give you a call when it sells, if you found another flat then you can start moving in now," she says. "Again thank you so much," I say and she leaves the flat. I have to text Harry. I grab my phone and pull up his number.

"Hey Harry," I text.

"Hey, how'd it go?" He texts back immediately. 

"Amazing, guess who'll be moving in soon," I type excitedly.

"Really? Did someone already buy the flat?" He types back.

"No, but the agent said the flat will sell quick and that we can start moving into another flat if we found one," I text.

"That's amazing, the boys and I will help you move in," he types back.

"But what about Louis?" I type concerned.

"Let's count this is a surprise," he texts. I'm fine with that.

"Oh and by the way, expect a phone call in maybe two minutes," he texts. 

"From who?" I text. 

"Louis.." 

"I don't want to speak to him right now Harry."

"Please pick up when he calls, he's sorry Abby, please."

"Fine, but that doesn't mean I'm going to talk nice." 

"Fine just please hear him out."

"Okay I will. Bye Harry."

"Bye Abby, see you later."

Just as we end the conversation Louis calls. Great. My phone's still ringing and ringing. "Abby pick up your god damn phone or I'll pick it up for you!" I hear Sierra yell from the kitchen. I leave my phone alone. I hear stomping and my door opens. She looks at my expression. "It's hi isn't it?" she asks. I nod. "Pick up the phone Abby, you can't run away from your problems forever," She tells me. "Fine," I say  as I answer the call. Immediately after I answer my heart flutters. 

"Hello, Abby?" I hear on the other end of the call.

"Hi Louis."