Banned (A Louis Tomlinson AU love story)

Chapter 11

"Maybe that's a risk I'm willing to take." I whispered. I'd much rather die, knowing and with Louis, then die forty years after Louis because he wouldn't tell me.

"I'm not willing to take that risk. Ali I love you, I don't wanna lose you. Not because of some douche."

"Please Louis. At least tell me how you met him."

"You aren't going to let this go, are you?"

"No. No I won't."

He sighed, and immediately I knew I won. "It all started a few years ago. I was only around fourteen. Still innocent. No tattoos, no piercings. Well, I had gotten my first girlfriend," I cringed slightly at that fact, "and I really liked her. But she had been dating a guy before me who was quite a bit older. And she left him for me. Well, that was Valencia. He got pissed and well, ran her off the road one day. I confronted him about it. He fought me and I won. He was impressed, so he wanted me to join his gang. And I did".

I stared at him in disbelief. They weren't...they couldn't have been. "You you guys weren't a real gang. Were you?" He looked down. Not saying a word, barely even making a sound. His silence was louder than his voice, the only answer I needed.

"You hate me now." It wasn't a question. He finally looked me in the eyes, tears shining in his.

"No." I whispered. I crawled on my bed over to him, and got on my knees. I wiped away the tears that escaped his eyes. "No I don't. I love you. I love you. I love you." After each 'I love you' I kissed him softly. "I don't hate you. I could never hate you. Louis I want you either way. I love you either way. Just please tell me you're out of it."

"I got out of it around two years ago. That's why Valencia and I hate each other."

"Did you did you love her?"

"No. I thought I did. But I know now what true love actually is, and I have it with you. I didn't love her."

"Swear?"

"Swear. I only love you. You're the only person I've ever loved. Because you're my true love."

"Why me?"

"Because you're the first person in a long time to treat me like an actual human being. Like I matter. Because you're the first person to love me. Because you're beautiful, and perfect. Because you think even my biggest mistakes in life are something that makes me perfect."

I couldn't respond to that. I felt my heart shatter at the fact that nobody treated him like he mattered. If they would just get to know him, everyone would adore Louis. But nobody takes the time to get to know him.

I took an unsteady breath, feeling tears brim my eyes. "But you are perfect. Everything about you it perfect. The way your eyes sparkle when you look at something beautiful. The way your smile makes me want to faint and makes my heart stop. The way you know absolutely everything I'm going to do before I do it. The way that you have a lot of facial hair if you go for more than two days without shaving. That way that you're so patient and understanding about everything I do." Those were things right off the top of my head. I thought he was practically perfect in every way.

I needed to hurt Valencia. I needed to do something. I couldn't just sit here on my ass while Louis was hurting and I knew who was responsible. I didn't know exactly what I would do, but I would do it.

"Promise me you won't go looking for Valencia."

"I promise."

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Within a few days, my father had to leave on business. My mother had revealed to me that she was on my side about the Louis ordeal, and that she would like to properly meet him. So she invited his mother, Louis, and all his sisters to dinner tonight.

Mother had me go to the store for a variety of things. When I pulled into the parking lot I saw Valencia AND Louis.

Had Louis lied to me about being out of the 'gang'?

As soon as I stepped out if my car, I knew that wasn't the case. I could hear their shouts.

"Stay away from her!" Louis shouted.

"Louis, we had a deal! You stay with me, your family is safe!"

I felt my stomach twist into knots. Valencia had already threatened me, now he was threatening Lou's family.

I felt my anger boil up inside of me. I could feel it start in my stomach and start spreading everywhere. I'm fairly sure if you touched me, your hand would burn.

I stormed over there, in between Louis and Valencia. I turned to look at the large man. He was pure muscle. It scared me most days, but today was not most days.

"You think you're real tough don't you?! Getting teenage boys and hurting them and their families?! That's fucking cowardly!!" I shouted, pushing the muscle wall back. "No real man would hurt anyone unless theirselves or their families were being threatened!!! You're a fucking coward!! You're a poor excuse for a human being and...." Before I could go any farther I was being slapped right across the face.

I knew I didn't fall. I knew I still stood where I was. But the rest of what happened I was completely unsure of.

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Later that evening, I had woken up on my couch. My mother was at my feet, Louis was at my head.

"Hey AliCat." He smiled softly at me. That nickname was silly, and it was only because I liked cats.

"Hey. What happened?" I whispered, the throbbing of the side of my face finally becoming noticed.

"Well, after Valencia slapped you, I tried to intervene. You, being the stubborn little person you are, wouldn't let me do anything. You kicked Valencia in his manhood five or six times, smashed his head into his windshield a dozen or so times, and then took his knife and threatened the rest of his gang." He grinned broadly at me, like that grin you would see on a father's face when his son scored the winning goal at a football game.

"I'm frigging awesome." I laughed.

"That you are baby." He whispered, leaning down and nuzzling my neck. I turned my face and our lips connected. He was absolutely the most amazing man ever, and I didn't really deserve him.

"You had promised me that you wouldn't go looking for him." Louis whispered the moment we broke apart.

"I didn't go looking for him. I had to go to the store for my mum." I said. "So technically I didn't go looking for him."

He just rolled his eyes, trying not to grin. "C'mon. Let's go get ya cleaned up."

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A/N How was y'all's Christmas? Was it fantastical?! Mine was!

So as a late Christmas/early birthday ((my birthday is Feb 14)) present if anyone wants to make me a trailer, I will love you forever.