Chapter 15

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Emma's P.O.V.

I lay in bed next to a pile of tissues and an empty bowl of ice cream. My swollen eyes focus on the tv as I watch a romantic comedy movie. Why does it hurt so bad? Why do I miss him so much?

"Okay, Em. I got a tub of cookie dough ice cream and two really big spoons. I also picked up 'Just Go With It' and 'Benchwarmers' to get at least a smile out of you. I hate to see you this way." Cam hands me all the stuff she bought and tries to comfort me. It doesn't work.

I miss him. I miss the way his fingers ran through my hair. I miss the feeling I got when his skin touched mine. I miss his hair and his hidden talent at singing. I miss his sense of humor, every dirty bit of it. I miss most of all, his kisses. No one can make me feel like he did. It was special. It was something that you can only feel with one person in a lifetime.

My life is like one of the novels. With every chapter, every moment of my life, things change for the better or for the worst. He was the peasant boy and I was the princess who was never supposed to fall for him. But, the connection was undeniable. And unlike every story, the misunderstood girl locked up within his perfect smile and blue eyes, never broke free. And I don't know if I ever will. Somethings are for the best in those stories. I just thought that being with him was the best, not spending every second wishing I could go back in time and fix it. And the sad part is, I don't think that I will ever be able to fall in love again. It broke me. He broke me.

I'm not the strong girl that I used to be. She seems long gone now. He brought out a side of me that I didn't even know was there. He gave me hope and strength when I needed it. But, now I need it more then ever, at this very moment and he isn't here to give it to me. I wonder if he is thinking about me right now. I wonder if he is looking back on the past and wishing things could've been different.

Maybe he was just as fragile as I was. Like a glass on the edge of a table. One move and it would shatter and never be able to be put back together. But, if someone saved the glass and kept it in good hands, it would be free of harm. But for me, he seemed to knock the glass off the table. And now I am here, hopelessly trying to rebuild myself. Deep down, I know that no matter how hard I try, I can never be put back together. I will just lie here, in agony and sorrow. Knowing that no matter how bad I want it, I will never be the same.

Louis's P.O.V.

"Dude, come on. It's just tonight. We are just going to drink and have a good time." Liam beckons me. I roll over in my bed. I don't want to move. I want to lay here in pain and agony.

"I don't want to. How many times do I have to tell you that?" I groan.

"C'mon, dude. That senior, Chad, is getting expensive wine from his dad and everything." Liam sighs. "Tell you what, I'll just bring some home for you. But we are both drinking it together." He grabs his coat and heads out the door. I curl up into a ball. I can't cry. I've cried too much since she told me to get out. I should've known that this would happen. I'm not good enough for her and I never will be. Without me, her world will go on turning. But without her, nothing is the same.

There is no way that I can forget about her. Everything reminds me of her. I see her in my dreams. She made my dreams a reality, but now it's like a nightmare. I lost her and I don't know if I'll ever get her back. When I lost her, I lost myself and I'm never going to be able to find myself. She made me a better person, she made the good show up in my life. And when she left she took that with her, too. She was my everything, so she took everything. I manage to climb out of bed and to the fridge. I find a liquid that smells like alcohol and let it run down my throat. I won't be able to forget her without a little help.

(Hey guys! Like it so far? If so vote! Thanks for this support and everything else! Zayn and Rachel will be back soon, I have just been focusing on Louis and Emma! Thanks again and keep reading!)

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