Dark (A Louis Tomlinson story.)

Chapter 64- Night Out

Louis' POV

It has been about a week since Amanda left with Zayn and it has definitely been the hardest week of my life. I miss her so much. I miss kissing her soft lips. I miss holding her fragile body in my arms. I miss seeing her smile. I miss hearing her laugh which she hates but I love oh so much. I miss the way she woud stick her tongue out at me after she beat me at something. I miss seeing her wear the clothes she stole from me. I miss the way she would try to hide from me underneath a blanket and I would just tickle her until she finally poked her head out so I could kiss her. I miss hearing her say three simple words that always made me happier. I miss hearing my name roll out from her lips. I just miss Amanda so much. I hadn't realized I began smiling as I thought about her until I rolled over in the bed to touch her soft skin just to find she still wasn't there.

I pushed myself off the bed with a sigh, wiping the single tear that had trailed down my face with the back of my hand. I had yet another terrible night. Ever since she left I have been crying myself to sleep every night and I keep waking up during the night just hoping it was all a dream and that my baby was still with me and that she was happy but she never was.

I ran a hand through the mess of hair on my head as I stumbled down the hallway towards the bathroom. I entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind me although it didn't matter if the door was closed or not, nobody else was here and nobody would come. I pushed the shower curtain aside and started the water for a shower. I slid off my t-shirt and the boxers I had worn to bed before I tested the warmth of the running water with my hand. I stepped inside the shower and leaned forward, letting the warm water run down my back leaving trails of goosebumps on my cold skin. After a moment or two I turned around and let the water wet my hair, a few drops of water rolling down my face. I kept my eyes shut tightly so the water wouldn't get into them as I reached for the shampoo on the side of the tub. I backed out of the running water and popped opened the lid of the shampoo container, I was about to pour it into my hand until I realized it was Amanda's shampoo. The scent of her strawberry shampoo filled my nose and seemed to make my mind clouded as the thought of Amanda's soft hair returned to me. The water dripping off my hair mixed with the salty tears streaming down my face as I stared at the strawberries on the pinkish container of shampoo.

I held my head in my hands as I cried, I didn't know what to do anymore, I was lost and alone. Without Amanda I had nothing, I was nothing. I needed to take my mind off her although I wasn't sure if that was really possible. Harry and Niall are bringing me somewhere tonight, I'm not sure where yet but they are forcing me to go so I guess it doesn't really matter. I'm hoping whatever we do tonight will help me forget about Amanda even if it's only for a little while.

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I just finished pulling on my jacket when I heard a knock at the front door. I fixed my hair, looking at my outfit in the mirror. I was just wearing blue skinny jeans, a white v-neck t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. I slipped on my white high top sneakers before I hurried down the stairs and pulled the door open to see Harry and Niall standing at my doorstep, grins plastered to both of their faces.

"Are you ready for a night of fun, Tomlinson?" Niall asked still grinning.

"I uh, I guess," I murmured a reply as I chewed on my lower lip lightly.

"Tonight you are going to forget everything that has happened and you are just going to have fun , got it? Good. Now c'mon, lets go," Harry said, grabbing me by the wrist and leading me out of the house.

I followed the two boys to the car parked in the driveway that was still running. I got into the passenger seat as Harry slipped into the driver's seat and Niall got in the back. I still had no clue where we were going but I would know soon so I didn't ask. Harry pulled out of the driveway and drove down the road, humming along to the radio as he smiled, staring out the windsheild as it began raining.