One Picture Can Change Everything... (Louis Tomlinson FanFic) WATTY AWARDS 2012

One Picture Can Change Everything.... (a Louis Tomlinson FanFic!)

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M'kay, so I know I have other stories, but I LOVE LOVE LOVE Louis Tomlinson. So, I decided to write this. You know that movie The Lucky One? I saw the commercial for it and got this story idea. No, I'm not copying ANYTHING off of ANYONE! I only say that because I bet you're thinking I'm going to copy off  The Lucky One.

Anywhoo, onward to the story!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Louis' POV:

I walk to my bedroom in the Best Western hotelin Miami. Man, it's hot here! Knowing I'm stuck here for the next few weeks, I decided to look around. Tan walls, a bed with a red comforter, and white pillows on it. The nightstand has a nice dark brown colour on it, with a phone, a lamp, some customer phone book, and a clock. It has an almost matching nightstand on the other side too, minus the  phone and book. Sighing, I plop down on my bed. I was really tired and really close to dozing off, but something caught my eye.

It was a picture. more specifically a girl, a beautiful one too. She has brown hair, green eyes, she's kinda tall. She's smiling, almost laughing by the glint of happiness in her eyes. There's a boy there, with dirty blonde hair, darker green eyes,  and a big nose. He's laughing with her. I felt  a surge of jealousy come through me. That's pretty pathetic. I don't even know her name, much less if she's in Flordia, and I'm jealous of a guy with her!

I flip to the back, and see a name with a year. It mst be a caption.  Emily Hawkin, February 2012, Kendall Schmidt, February 2012. I was close to flipping back to the picture, but there was a note on the back, too, in neat handwriting.

It said:

Kendall,

Please don't be mad at me. I can't stand the fact you will be millions of miles away, you know that. But I don''t think we could still be a "thing", if ya know what I mean.

I groan at the third scentence before I continued reading.

Anyways, I'm breaking up with you. I don't think I can stand a long distance relationship. And there's something I had never told you. Well, more like two things. One, Yes, Logan and I are related. Cousins, infact. And two, I was cheating on you. Only for one day! My drink was spiked, and I lost control. I'm still guilty today.

I glare at the paper from the fact that this girl cheated! But, she had a spiked drink. And why didn't she mention the fact about her family in person!? This girl is both a heart throb and confusing.

The guy I was with, I dunno. I'm sorry we've come to this.

Love,

Emily Hawkin, AKA your ex

I sigh, and looked at her picture. I didn't realize the time, because my stare-fest at this picture was interupted.

"Louie!"  a familliar Irish voice said, "Nando's time!"

I laugh at my friend.

"OK. Let's go!" I say, and run put of the room.

How the picture came to be in Louis' room:

(Kendall's POV)

"Here," Em said, handing me a picture of us. I smile at her.

I flip the picture to the back and see our names. Emily said "Wait."

She kisses me on the lips. I smile into it. After we pulled away, I read the note.

Kendall,

Please don't be mad at me. I can't stand the fact you will be millions of miles away, you know that. But I don''t think we could still be a "thing", if ya know what I mean.  Anyways, I'm breaking up with you. I don't think I can stand a long distance relationship. And there's something I had never told you. Well, more like two things. One, Yes, Logan and I are related. Cousins, infact. And two, I was cheating on you. Only for one day! My drink was spiked, and I lost control. I'm still guilty today. The guy I was with, I dunno. I'm sorry we've come to this.

Love,

Emily Hawkin, AKA your ex

"What!?" I shriek.

"I-I-I'm sorry!" she stuttered.

"How the f***ing hell could you do this to me!? Get the hell OUTTA here, Hawkin!"  I yell at her.

"Fine." she whispered, and left.

I slid down the wall, crying. I got up 10 minuets later, and packed my bag, throwing the picture aside. I check out, and left. I've had enough!

And there you have it! Happy Easter!