Faith ( Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction )

Chapter Seventeen

Third point of view

The smell of brewed coffee lingered in the air along with the delicious smell of fresh patisserie, heavy misty smoke sticks and maybe a little bit of cigarette smoke.

It was one of those hipster artsy places where you will see small fairy lights, couples sit askew in the dark corners and a few art students chattering about thier fantasising Latte art, where you will always hear soft music playing, even if the stage is empty.

And in the middle of the chattering groups two tables were waiting for the same thing but still completely unaware of each other.

On one table sat James and Rita, full of mystery one cannot comprehened, James and Rita's past was full of suprises, extremely different souls that met in the middle of despair and need of a friend, if someone knew them they would never guess they are friends, let alone life mates.

Rita was never the normal person, it was fantasising how her brain worked, and for her parents it was very confusing.

Since she was a child her mind seemed to concentrate on the tiniest details, her parents thought that it was only a childhood phase but little did they know that it would continue with her for all her life.

At the age of eighteen it all got too much for thier poor mind to understand and their fear of her being insane drove them to make her go to a mental asylum.

A deranged brain is a puzzle, with pieces missing, the more get lost the more insanity takes over, the job of the therapist is to locate the missing piece and if far lost creats an artificial piece.

Days went by and patients would go over to Rita's room and come out a little more sane, a little more calm.

Doctors suffered trying to know her secret, they even fixed cameras in the corner but as soon as she saw them, it only took her one look at a patient's eyes and they both shut up completely, she didn't want her story to be told.

And it took them two years to figure out that there is nothing wrong with her brain, there was no missing piece, it took them so long to understand how complicated her puzzle is, to understand that there are no missing pieces just too many.

And they let go of her, with her mother and father still believing that there was something wrong in her mind and that she was old enough they let her go to her uncle at the country side, giving her a nice tiny apartment to live in until she earns enough money from her uncle's farm.

James had a way more simple story, but with threads just as big as Rita's.

James once was the normal one, his parents had fights which ended up in a very normal divorce, but then the money coming from the father stopped and, with no college degree his mum suffered to find a work, ending up as a barista at a normal café but soon the amount of money became too much and his mother came too late for a cafe, that's when he knew his mother's second job.

A horrible work not meant for a woman, its takes your dignity and turns it into money.

He couldn't bare the thought of his mother with a different man each night just to provide him food, so he ran away a small 16 year old boy alone in the big city with no money.

One day he woke up on the sideway of a high way, his eyes catching sight to the only building in this abandoned place, it was the farm.

And that's where they met, working together to gain money enough for a bigger flat.

It had been 7 years. They lived together and deep inside hid thier terrifying past away from people's sight.

On the other table sat two eager sets of eyes, crystal blue ones craving to feel that intoxicating feeling that cruised his blood veins once before, legs bouncing up and down and eyes filled with one question 'where is she?'

Beside him sat Harry, sweet cheeky Harry, he came after louis' words, wanting to inhale more mysteries from that wonderful girl, even though none of the wicked questions of his was solved he craved to add more to his questionnaire.

Harry was never heart broken or sad, just curious, curious to know why she refused him as if his lips suddenly stinked as poison but then left him more confused with an offer of unlimited pleasure but with a no feelings condition.

All of them knew that Faith was blind but never one of them treated her as if she was disabled, just cause she is not.

She is like a tattoo, not one of those temporary ones but she was a real ink tattoo they all know it was hard to get and harder to forget or remove, even if hidden by make up the skin will never forget what was inked on it.

And there she was, Faith, with her beautiful dress and alluring smile, even though she was clumsy, there was effortless seduction to every man's eye.

With Flowers a top her head, red lips and a guitar she sat down and with a smile her hands lay on the guitar and she started strumming and when every finger tip touched the strings she continued to turn to another creature in another universe and as a gift to her bestfriends she played the best song she knew with a burning passion.

Give me love like her,

Cause lately I have been waking up alone.

You could see it in louis eyes the feeling that warmed up his body was back accompanied by a very new feeling, an overwhelming feeling taking unnoticeable baby steps towards his heart and he can feel it coming closer.

Rita was only flickering her eyes around people happily thinking about every person's story when her eyes fell on the table next to her.

In a second she located his blue eyes, she noticed how he looked at Faith how his hands knew exactly where to be placed, how his shoulders were the most relaxed in the whole cafe, she noticed it all and her smile grew wider a knowing smile that only she knew how he felt but soon the emerald eyes caught her attention too they weren't as full of intention as louis but something in them pulled her closer and she just couldnt explain.

Give a little time to me we will burn this out

We will play hide and seek to turn this around

All I want is the taste that your lips alow

My my my my

Oh give me love

James eyes looked at Faith and Caithy, Faith with Proudness of a brother and Caithy with apologitic glances, he wished she was still his friend he wished she never liked him and he wished to take it all back.

Isn't it amazing that no life story is like the other, all was different from the other in away so beautiful.

Like snowflakes, its impossible to find identicals.

Everybody have a secret.

A/N: so any guesses on louis feelings? Thoughts on characters?