My Hope (Louis Tomlinson FanFic) *Completed*

Chapter 33

*Kayla's POV*

I wake up to an empty bed, a quiet house, no Louis.

I prop myself up on my elbows, looking toward Louis' side of the bed. The sheets are crumpled and wadded up, revealing the emptiness there. It wasn't filled with warmth, meaning that he hasn't been there for quite some time.

After looking at my phone and the nightstands on either side of the bed, I still reveal no trace of him. Shrugging to myself, I get out of bed, heading to the closet to change out of my night clothes, also known as shorts and one of Louis' T-Shirts he left me while he was on tour.

I change into leggings and a sweater, seeing as today was supposed to be pretty chilly, and headed downstairs.

Louis isn't in the living room on the couch, like I had guessed would have been the second place he had gone. I walked into the kitchen, following my nose, led by the smell of food. I walked in to find a plate of waffles with whipped cream and strawberry syrup on the counter, But still no Louis.

I walked over to the waffles, noticing the small note beside them. I picked it up, able to identify Louis' scrawl anywhere.

'Morning gorgeous ;). Sorry I wasn't there when you woke up, I had to go get something taken care of and didn't want to wake you up. You seemed to be pretty tired. I made you waffles, seeing as I couldn't be here for breakfast like I had hoped. See you soon.
-Lou'

I smiled down at the note, finding it adorable. At least now I know he hadn't been kidnapped by crazy Directioners or murdered or anything.

After eating the waffles, that were delicious, I went back upstairs into our room, pulling out my laptop.

Logging onto Twitter, (yes, Louis allowed me to get one after everyone knew about us,) I pulled up my mentions. Nothing unusual, just fans either sending me a little bit of hate, lots of support and well wishes with Louis and my relationship, or just asking for me to get the boys to follow them. This was normal now. I have about two million followers, so it's not like I'm lonely on here or anything.

As I'm sitting here, following back some fans of the boys, or retweeting some peoples tweets, the doorbell rings. I close the lid to my laptop, trudging down the stairs. I was tired and didn't expect anyone. Louis must have forgot his keys.

I'm surprised, however, when I open the door to reveal a set of hazel eyes and a bright smile, wearing a suit.

"Kayla!" Zayn greets me, enfolding me in a hug. I jump excitedly, making him laugh as I wrap my arms around his neck. He pulls away to look at my face and hands as I sign to him.

'What are you doing here?!'

"What? Can't I come visit my favorite couple, tying with Niall and food?" he asks me playfully, pushing me back into the house closing the door behind him. I raise my eyebrows at him.

'What about you and Perrie?' I ask. His face falls a bit.

"We broke up. It was for the best," he shrugs. I gasp in surprise and throw my arms around his neck again. He just shrugs again and hugs me back. "It was for the best," he repeats. I smile sadly at him and usher him towards the couch. His face lights up in realization as he pulls something out of his pocket. "I am supposed to give this to you. Grab a coat and just follow the instructions," he told me. I looked at him confused, but do as said, grabbing my coat off the hanger and pulling it on, unfolding the letter.

'I still feel bad for how we met. I believe that your head had hurt quite a bit after that door. How about a trip down memory lane? Or...alley...'

I raise my eyebrows at the note, then at Zayn, only to find him watching some random show on TV. I sigh and grab my car keys, going to my car with a quick wave towards Zayn.

I drive to the arena where I had met Louis, the middle of London. I had asked Louis to let us move to Doncaster to be with his family, but until this album is done, he wasn't comfortable enough to be that far from the studio.

I finally reached the alley way where I had been hit in the head by Louis with that door, being met by a head of curls and bright green eyes.

"Kayla! Finally, gosh!" Harry exclaims. I scoff and roll my eyes, walking into his open arms for a hug. He gives me a hug before letting me go and pulling another note out from inside his suit coat pocket. "You probably know what to do," he shrugs. I nod, quickly ruffling his long hair. He groans and tries to straighten it out. I ignore his noise of protest and start to read my letter.

'The boys missed you, too. Now, where was it that you had to go after we had saved you? Somewhere with guards?'

I think about it for a moment before thinking of the police station. I had to go there with Paul as the boys were in an interview once. It was when Liam had announced he wanted to adopt me.

I quickly kiss Harry on the cheek, running back to my car. I drive the few minutes to the police station, finding a mop of blonde hair and blue eyes standing outside, once again wearing a suit. He grins when I jump out of the car.

"Hey, Kayla," he greets, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. I smiled and hug him as well.

'Hey, Niall.'

"Ready for the next clue?" I nod. "Here ya go. Almost done."

'So many memories we've already revisited. I don't have access to the bus from these letters, but a certain Irish lad does. Hand him your car keys.'

Niall holds his hand out, grabbing the keys as I hold them out. He takes my hand gently, leading me to the passenger side of my car. He closes my door and goes to the drivers side, driving to some unknown location.

"Here we are," Niall says. He unlocks my door, and before I can do anything, my door is opened from the outside, a familiar face sticking in with a large smile on his face.

"Hey, babe," Liam says, kissing the top of my head. I grin at him, taking his outstretched hand after giving Niall a peck on the cheek. "Ready?" I nod.

Liam loops my arm through his own, escorting me. I laugh a bit at his antics, finding this all adorable. He leads me down a path, skipping every once in a while to ease the obvious tension in the air.

We finally reach the end of the path. I look up from gazing at the views around me, gasping at the sight before me.

Louis stands there, his hands behind his back and the rest of the boys behind him. Liam quickly lets me go and runs to stand beside Niall. I look at Louis confused. He's not wearing a suit like the other boys, simple a dress shirt and slacks, so now I'm even more confused. He just laughs.

"I knew you'd feel under dressed if I showed up in a tux, so I figured this is second best," he shrugged. I laughed a bit and nodded. He smiled and continued speaking, wringing his hands together, "Kayla, our story is a weird one. We met because I hit you with a door, we kissed because your father tried to take you from me again, we fell in love because of it all. Kayla, I love you so much," he says. I smile, becoming a bit teary eyed at the small speech given to me.

'I love you too.'

He laughs. "Good, I would hope so. Because if you didn't, this would be extremely awkward," he says as he bends down getting on one knee. I gasp as I look behind him, seeing the boys each holding up a sign.

'Will'

'You'

'Marry'

'Me?'

Zayn, Harry, Niall, Liam all stood behind their best mate as he kneeled nervously at my feet, a sapphire ring in a box held out to me.

"Kayla Lotson, will you marry me?"