Is This Love? {L.T.} [COMPLETE]

E I G H T

Louis' P.O.V

"Eleanor what the hell!?" I screamed as Skylar ran away.

"Oh come on Louis. You know you liked it," she smirked.

"I did not like that at all," I said disgusted as I wiped my lips. I cannot believe she did that.

I started to go after Skylar, hoping that she would come back to me.

I saw her run out the front door and I ran after her. "Skylar! Wait, please!"

"Louis, stop. Let her go," Harry said from behind me.

"No," I said as I started to cry. "No I need to go after her!"

"Louis you need to let her go and tell me what happened," he said.

"No!" I yelled, still struggling to get away. Liam and Niall had come to help him hold me down. "No I can't let her go! I need her!"

I was a sobbing mess at that point. I was angry and upset, two emotions that don't go very well together. The boys took me inside and cleared out the house to talk about what happened.

"Louis, why did Skylar run away?" Liam asked me.

"W-well Eleanor ca-came over t-to me and s-she pulled me into o-one of the bedrooms to t-talk," I started, not being able to properly speak. I took a deep breath and spoke again. "I should've know she was gonna pull something like that. She was being all seductive and crap. She said she wanted to talk it out and try to be friends again or something along those lines and then she just started kissing me! She's probably going to start telling people that I forced myself onto her when it was the complete opposite!"

They all went silent knowing that the whole situation was bad. I was never going to be the same after that day.

~four years later~

Skylar's P.O.V

After the night that I had caught Louis kissing Eleanor, my life went spiraling down. I saw him in the halls everyday, so I dropped out of school and finished my senior year doing homeschool.

Shortly after I graduated, I met a boy who would later be my boyfriend. I was sitting on a bench at the park reading a book when we first met. He was walking his dog, Peebles, and I pet her because she was really cute.

"Cute dog," I told him.

"Thanks. Her name is Peebles," he said with a smile.

"Well hello, Peebles. And hello..." I trailed off, not knowing what his name was.

"Oh, where are my manners. I'm Joey," he said as he stuck out his hand for me to shake.

"Skylar. Nice to meet you," I smiled.

And the rest was history after that.

We went on dates, fought, made up, and it went on like that for a few years.

I had forgotten all about Louis when I was with him, and that's what I needed. Before him, all I could think about was Louis and I hated it. He was my first love, and I still loved him. I never stopped when Joey and I started dating. I felt guilty, but how could someone get over their first love like that?

One summer night, Joey and I were waking along the beach. I had complained that I was cold, so he gave me his jacket. He helped me put it on and then he got down on one knee.

"Skylar," he said. "I love you, so much, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. So, will you marry me?"

I was shocked. I didn't know what to say. Part of me wanted to say yes, but the other part of me wanted to say no, because there was a slight chance that Louis would come back to me.