Chapter One

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by writtenlarry

by writtenlarry

I walked in the room tears running down my face. I tried to wipe them off but that only made more come. I slam the door behind me not caring about anyone. This couldn't be happening! This had to be a terrible dream. I walked in the bathroom and locked the door I didn't want anyone to bother me. I looked in the mirror.

"Wake up you idiot! Get up! WAKE UP!!" I pulled at my hair in attempt to wake myself.

But I could feel it. This was no dream. This was real. At the realization of that, my knees got weak and I couldn't bare to stand anymore. I plumped down to the hard cement bathroom floor. Tears pouring out my eyes. I sat there with my back to the wall and hugging my knees to my chest and all the tears that I've been hiding came. Still hoping that this was a dream.

"Louis?"

The voice that I could only recognize of being a girls called my name.

"Louis, darling are you okay?"

As the voice got closer the clearer it was for me to hear who it was.

"Louis, I understand that you and the rest are having a bad time and Im sorry. But we have dinner reservations with the wedding planners today and well we need to go." Eleanor tried to open the bathroom door realizing it was locked she knocked.

I could not believe her. Even after this all she could think about was the wedding! How could she?! I wiped the tears off my eyes and stood up. I looked in the mirror and ran a hand through my feathery hair fixing it a bit since I've been pulling at it.

I opened the door after I checked I look some what decent or as much as I could,I didn't want Eleanor or anyone else to see how hard this was for me. Probably harder then it was for any other of the boys. I walked passed her into the room and started pretending I was looking for something.

"We're going to be late if we don't go now, Louis." El said putting her hands on her hips.

"I'm not going. You go." I replied still pretending I was eagerly looking for something.

I could feel her eyes on my like shooting daggers as I said that.

"No no no no! You are going Louis! This OUR wedding! And Im not going to extend it. We have to go!" She nearly screamed.

"I'm not going." I simply replied again taking my shoes off and getting on top of the bed.

"Louis! I know that you are having a "bad day" but life goes on! Move on!" Eleanor bitterly said.

I looked at her in disbelief as she used her hands to put quotation marks around "bad day".

"I said I'm NOT going! And that's final! I'm tired. I'm done. And it isn't a bad day like you say sarcastically it is a TERRIBLE DAY! Now leave me ALONE! I don't care about the wedding!" I yelled standing up from the bed putting my shoes on and leaving Eleanor in that room.

Not caring what she thought or said any longer. I got in my car as fast as I could and drove off to the hospital.