A Story Of One Direction

Chapter Five

I decided to tell Louis the whole story, because I

trusted him, he was my best friend after all.

"I feel horrible Louis, and ashamed of myself for

letting him do it" I sobbed into his shoulder.

"Sophie" He started, wrapping a warm arm around

me. "I bet you were just shocked, it's not your fault he kissed you, you're just too damn beautiful"

I shook my head violently.

"It is my fault he kissed me" I cried.

"Don't you dare tell yourself that" Louis replied,

pulling away and holding me at arms length,

looking me in the eyes. I didn't reply, I just put down my head and started

walking again. I guess Louis could understand I

really didn't want to talk right now.

"I still can't believe that though, Harry's too nice to

do something like that" Louis shuddered.

"He obviously isn't" Was my reply. Then there was silence all the way home, not the

awkward type, the normal type. The type you get

in a class exam, or the type you get sitting in a

quiet room. Nothing was awkward between Louis

and I.

"Louis" I started. "Yes?" He replied.

"I've betrayed Amber, haven't I" I sniffled.

"No! Sophie, please. Don't you dare think this is

your fault. You see how guilty you are? It shows

you care, it shows how sympathetic you are

toward her" He replied, stopping outside of my house with me.

"Don't leave me yet Louis" I said, probably

sounding really pathetic.

"Okay" He smiled, lying down on the grass outside

of my house. I lay down next to him, burying my

head into his chest like a pillow, although it wasn't as soft and cushiony. *Louis's POV*

I lay in silence with Sophie, slowly rubbing her arm

with my hand and playing with her hair with the

other. I knew she didn't want to talk, she was

most probably still in shock from the events of

today. I can't believe Harry, doing a thing like this. He's messed Sophie up and hurt her, I'm so mad at

him. I then heard her inhale, then exhale deeply,

letting out small snoring sounds in the process. I

leant over her, so I could see her eyes, they were

closed, she must of fell asleep. I wanted to lie here

all night with her, but I had to get home. I picked her up gently and carried her up the path and up to

her door. I lightly knocked, making sure I didn't

wake her. The street lamps all around gave her

face a glow, she looked beautiful, I stood admiring

her, she was so beautiful, how could she not see

it? Sophie's mother opened up the door, and without

saying a word she smiled at me, stepping out the

way to let me in the house and up the stairs. I tried

to be as careful as I could, although my arms were

starting to hurt now. I didn't care, I continued to

carry her up the stairs that seemed to go on forever. As soon as I reached her room I gently

placed her on the bed, taking off her converse and

throwing them on the floor. For a moment I

thought about attempting to put a pair of pajamas

on her, but I don't think she'd be very happy if I

told her I did. She automatically yawned, and got comfortable, sliding under the covers of her bed,

not opening an eye. It was beautiful, she was

beautiful. I could stand here watching her all night...

creepy... but I need to get home. Damn. I shook my

head, snapping back into reality going to leave, but

before I did I wrote a small note on a piece of paper for her. It read: 'Hey Soph, you fell asleep on me yesterday so I

brought you back inside in case you're confused,

text me when you get this message x' And I put it by her bed.

As I made my way downstairs, Sophie's mum

stopped me, just before I left.

"Thanks Louis" She smiled.

"Oh, you're welcome. She kind of fell asleep on me

outside so I brought her in" I laughed. "Why did she fall asleep?" She asked me, looking

concerned.

"Don't worry, she wasn't drinking, she was just,

tired I guess" I lied. Well, it was partially true

because she was tired, but that's not all of the

story and I don't think I'm the person to tell her that.

"Oh, well thank you again" She smiled, closing the

door behind me.

I walked across the street and down the path a

little. I then saw Harry, walked toward me.