To Save A Broken Heart (Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)

Wrong Turn

Louis' P.O.V

"AND WE'RE GONNA DANCE ALL NIGHT TO THE BEST SONG EVER!" Me and my sister screeched at the top of our lungs, the open windows allowing the wind to tangle itself in our hair. Behind us, a car honked his horn in impatience and I sped up a little. 

"Ya know, that concert was really good," Laila complimented and laughed. That sound warmed me up; it was like a bubble of energy.

"Thanks, only two more left and then we can take that holiday we've been wanting to go to," I answered and lowered the music down. My phone went off. "Can you get that please?" I asked her and gave her the phone.

I had no secrets from Laila... well, except that Harry told me he thought she was hot. But there was no way I'd ever tell her that. She had enough self-esteem as it is.

"Hello, Louis Tomlinson's phone, how may I help you?" She answered and giggled. The speaker buzzed. "Oh, hey Liam. Yeah... uhu... really?... I'll tell him... okay.... bye," was all I heard as I went onto a deserted road.

"What did Liam want?" I asked and ran a hand through my hand - a habit I had inherited from Harry.

"He told me to tell you that the boys are going clubbing tomorrow night and they invited us," she said and took out her own phone and typed away.

"Us?" I picked out, my over-protective-big-brother-ness taking over me for a second.

"Yeah," she answered calmly and continued to type. I peeked at the screen. Twitter. As per usual. She was in charge of my Twitter page more than I was in charge of it.

"You're sixteen, do you actually think I'd let you go with a bunch of eighteen-year-old lads and get pissed off our heads?" I scorned and shook my head. "Na-da, ain't happening lil' sis," I teased and she threw me an angry look.

"Hey, I'm seventeen in two months, lay off. And it's not as though I'll have my five big brothers to look after me. Then again, Harry's always gets pissed, you end up spraining an ankle by jumped off tables, Niall goes to the nearest Nando's, Zayn sometimes leaves early to go to Perrie and poor Liam is stuck there being the responsible one and getting bored. It's my duty as his obligated sister that I have to comfort him." Laila pleaded and gave me puppy dog eyes. Damn, she knows me too well. I am a sucker for puppy eyes.

"Pur-lease, you'll get smashed off your head and hook up with a thirty-five-year-old man who will get you pregnant," I retorted and gripped the steering wheel tighter.

"Louis, you can't believe everything on Sixteen and Pregnant." She scorned and tossed her dark hair to the side. I caught a climpse of her face. She had worn quite a lot of makeup; lipstick, heavy eyeliner, you name it. I didn't like it. I wanted Laila's face to be pure and natural. I think she was trying too hard to be accepted by our fans and the media.

And it worked - everybody adores her.

Little Laila Tomlinson has the entire world wrapped around her fingers.

I thought of my pass girlfriend - they haven't lasted very long. I get tired with being with the same girl constantly. Laila was the same; she wasn't very devoted to her past boyfriends. But unlike me, she stringed two guys at the same time, while I stuck with one girl at one time. She was a minx.

"Lou, what do you think Mum and Dad would have thought?" She asked timidly when I didn't reply to her previous question. Her timidness reminded me of her youth, of her love.

"They'd be proud." I answered on autopilot. "Of both of us," I added and shot her a smile. It was my real, genuine smile that I only did with Laila.

"I wish they were still here," she pouted, and tears sprung in her brown eyes. I reached over and took one of her hands in mine.

"Me too."

We were silent after that for about five minutes. We listened to Union J's Beautiful Life... and damn, just damn. We're going to have to watch our backs with those boys on the prowl. 

We were so wrapped up in our own little worlds that I kept on the road I was on.

"Er, Lou, you've gone the wrong way," Laila pointed out and I cursed. I hated driving around in the dark, but I wanted to be with Laila. Alone.

"Thanks for the heads up," I snorted and chuckled and heard her laugh join in. 

"I-I know this is weird, but I'm glad that you auditioned for The X Factor... I'm so proud of you," Laila said and my heart soured. My little sister - the one person who meant the world to me - was proud of me. I couldn't ask for anything more than that.

"Stop going Disney on me, Lai, you're creeping me out." I joked and squeezed her hand.

"And you couldn't have gotten any cuter bandmates," she replied and I laughed. This was the joking, care-free Laila.

The road suddenly lit up with city lights, and I breathed. I knew this place. We were not going to be stranded and in need of my iPhone's faulty GPS. 

We reached a traffic light and I (obviously) did not speed so I could reach the green light. Instead, I slowed when I saw it hit amber, then halted (yeah, I'm riding a horse these days) when red came on.

"Ooh, it's Little Things!" Laila cried and put the speakers up and threw her hands in the air like she was back in the concert.

"YOUR HAND FITS IN MINE LIKE IT'S MADE JUST FOR ME!" She screeched and I put my hand over my ears. Unlike me, Laila did not inherit any singing qualities whatsoever. So she dances.

"BUT BEAR THIS IN MINE IT WAS MEANT TO BE!" I answered in a shriek and the car lurched forward as the light flickered to green.

"Turn left," she guided and I turned the wheel .

On a pathetic whim, I glanced over at my sister, singing and raving in shotgun position at my side. She was beautiful; young and flawless. I loved her.  She was a glowing light that filled my sky.

But then a different, more artifitial light grew in the window. I squinted and realisation clicked in my head too late.

"Louis, what-" Laila began to say as she saw my expression. But it was too late.

A tremendous force hit Laila's side of the car and sent us flying.

And the only thing I registed was the feeling of flying and the fact that my light's hand was ripped from mine.

A/N: Haii guys, hope you like it! This is dedicated to the person who commented on the overview yesterday! Please comment and vote and tell me what you think!!

~Liv