Enhance

Chapter 35 - Tomlinson

Chapter 35 - Tomlinson

See you around.

Yeah right. I haven't seen her around and it's been a couple of days already. She hasn't come and I haven't run into her in the halls.

I told her how I feel, how I've felt since I met her but it wasn't enough, was it? She didn't even say it back. Aren't girls supposed to be more sentimental and say 'I love you' first? What went wrong now?

And if that wasn't enough I didn't play the final. Yes, we won, but I even wasn't there. I was on a car, with Harry on our way back to our dorm. Without Robin. I should've known in that moment, when she left the infirmary, that she wasn't going to come back to me. That no matter what I told her, no matter what I promised. Our relationship is too broken.

I couldn't be more depressed right now. The guys have tried to come to see me, especially Tom, but I don't want to see anyone. I'm not even going to all my classes. I hate that I was a useless piece of shit during the final. I hate that I got injured and now I can't play for two weeks. I hate that I lost Robin.

I realised of my mistakes too late. I realised I should've handed things in a different way when it couldn't be fixed anymore. I honestly had more faith in us but I was wrong.

Right now I'm on my bed, refusing to be part of the world. My ankle hurts, I can't do anything and Harry is away, studying because if he stays here, I'll pick it on him. It's nothing personal, I'm just in a terrible mood. I've been like this since I missed the final. It's this how women feel during their periods? It sucks. I respect them even more now. I'm surprise they don't kill anyone when they are this moody.

Harry is clever. He knows what's best for him and that's why he's not around.

However, I hear a knock. Harry has started to knock to know if it's safe to walk in or just run away.

I'm in a pissy mood but I'm not murderous, yet. "It's open, come in," I groan, still on my bed, hating my damn luck.

The door opens but I don't pay much attention. That until I hear that voice.

"Louis?" And that's when I wake up. I mean, I had my eyes open before but in that moment I jump on my bed and my head snaps to see her, uncomfortably standing in front of me. I think my heart has stopped because I had lost hope she'd come. "Hey," she adds and I remember to breathe.

"Robin, you're here," I say like an idiot and she smiles awkwardly.

"Yes... I mean, I wanted to make sure you're doing all right. How's that ankle?" she asks but doesn't step closer and I'm desperate to go for her and pull her into my arms.

But I stay on my bed.

"Better," I reply immediately, just staring at her. Drowning in the beauty of her being standing right there, in my room, so close to me but so far away at the same time.

Oh God, I've missed her so much and it's been five days only.

"That's good, I'm glad," she smiles but once again, she doesn't step closer.

"Please, sit. I would offer you something else but I um... you see," I add pointing at my ankle and she giggles.

"Don't worry," is her reply and she looks around, looking for a place to sit. Why can't she sit on my bed? Next to me?

She ends up sitting on Harry's bed and I'm heartbroken again. She must see that in my face because she looks away, avoiding my eyes. I don't know what say now. What to do. I've said everything already. What else can I tell her so she will give us a second chance? If I repeat I love her will it make a difference?