Finally Falling

Chapter 26

Louis' POV

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I walked into my house and placed my bag on the floor. I looked up and saw one of the most horrific sights known to mankind. My mom was on the couch making out with this guy that was way younger then her.

" Oh my god gross!! Jesus please stop this torture!" I shout as I cover my eyes.

They quickly pulled away and the mystery man wiped his lips.

" Louis William Tomlinson! Don't be so rude." she says as she gives me a stern look.

" Well what do you want me to do? Walk in like nothing is happening?" I reply with arms crossed. The man cleared his throat and we both turned to him.

" Oh right, Louis this is Michael. I met him on one of my business trips."

The mystery guy- I mean Michael, waved. It wasn't a friendly wave though, it was sort of awkward. I sized him up and down as I glared at his dark drown hair to the black converse on his feet.

I already didn't like him.

" Uh hi Louis. Your mom tells me that you play soccer."

I just stare at him with a frown and he looks back at me.

" Well.. Michael's going to stay for dinner."

" Yea I'm making steaks kiddo." He stands up from the couch and makes his way over to the patio to the grill.

Once he's gone I glare at my mom.

" Louis don't give me that look." she answers with an eye roll.

" You can't just come back home with some random guy and expect me to like him mum." I reply with a frown.

" I just did. See you at dinner."

And with that, she walked away.

Why am I surprised?

She's been doing shit like this ever since dad-

I felt my phone buzz in my pocket and I pulled it out in annoyance.

Marcel :) :

Hi Lou x

A smile spread across my face at the sight of the message. I typed a ' Hey Marcy what's up :) ' and made my way to my room to take a much needed shower. I went into the bathroom attached to my room and striped off all my clothes. Once I got into the shower, I reached and turned on the water. I flinched as the ice cold water hit my bare skin but soon relaxed once the familiar warm water came. I grabbed my bar of soap and began lathering myself up, scrubbing away the long day. I then grabbed my shampoo and squirted a dollop in my hand. I applied the shampoo in, the smell of strawberry filling the air. After a few minutes I washed out the foamy soap from my hair and body feeling refreshed. After I tied my towel around my waist, I went into my room and pulled on a black long sleeved shirt and navy blue sweat pants. I placed a beanie over my head and flopped onto my bed with my phone in hand. I typed in my password and tapped on the Instagram icon and began to scroll through, but something caught my eye. It was a picture of me after one of my soccer games and the caption was ' #mcm Love you Lou' I looked at the account and of course it's Eleanor. I double tapped the photo because well, I did look cute in the picture. I haven't talked to El ever since that day at Diana's. I was to busy with Marcel. Speaking of Marcel, I had just got a message from him.

Marcel :) :

I'm cooking dinner tonight cuz I'm the master chef.

I chuckled and typed back a reply.