Just Hold On [l.t] *ON HOLD*

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"Ivory, I've made a decision," Louis intwined his fingers together as I served him breakfast. Taking a deep breath in and just staring at nothing, "I want to make myself useful and be an assistant football coach."

"Holly dang, that came out of no where," I mumbled to myself, flipping an egg onto his plate, "An assistant coach whe-"

"I also want to start a brand new life with you. And what's a better way to do that then move out of town with you. To a smaller town," He insisted. And all of this was so much to handle.

"What about our house. And where to?" I double took, making sure I wasn't dreaming or anything. But as expected, I wasn't. He was actually coming up with these ideas.

"I don't really know. Some small town in the UK. I just really feel like I don't deserve any of this," He yawned, and started to eat his food.

"What about Freddie Louis? This is ridiculous."

"I was thinking. I have a lot of money right? I can buy Briana a house close to where we live," He suggested, "I really want to move somewhere small!"

"You bought the house Briana lives in now!" I groaned, and sat across from him at the table, "Listen Louis. I understand what you're trying to do, but you don't understand how hard that would be!"

"I just want you to be happy. I want me to be happy," He sighed and looked down at his hands, "I want to know what it's like to love you."

"How could you say that? You don't even know me.. I'm a stranger to you," I slammed my face into my hands, getting overly frustrated, "You woke up a couple weeks ago, having no clue who I was. You don't know me."

He was sort of shocked, as he looked at me with cold eyes. "Listen Ivory. While you where sleeping last night, I watched old video tapes that I found in your video camera. Trying to find memories that I possibly could remember. I found videos of us together, that our parents had filmed. They where wonderful. I want to remember everything! Because it was obvious, that we loved each other."

I looked up at him and batted my eyelashes, remembering those videos, "You will never remember the same things I remember. Like how we first made love, how we first met, our first date, our last. I have to live with the the fact, that you don't remember me!"

"Ivory James!" He almost screamed, slamming his hands on the table and rushing over to me, "I know you! You are my girlfriend! I know how we first met, I know how amazing of a girl you are. So trust me, that we can make it through this," He placed his hand on top of mine, "Trust me!"

It took me a second to regain my cool, as I took a few deep breaths. Tempted to kiss him, since he was nearly a few inches away from me, "Okay. You're right. We can move away if you'd like, it's probably the best thing for us."

A smirk formed on his lips, which made me want to squeal, "Thank you Ivy."

A week later, we had sold the house— easily actually. Because technically we where renting this mansion from some celebrity who I don't exactly know his name. But we where moving. And Briana was also moving, into the same town as us.

Here was the issue. I had to do everything in my power to convince Louis not to move to Doncaster. A.K.A his mom's home, and the rest of his family's home. I couldn't have him crushed like he once was. So we decided to move to Beverly, East Yorkshire. A very adorable town.