Finally Falling

Chapter 35

Louis' POV

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**Flash Back**

" Louis, Zayn, time for lunch!!" My mummy shouted.

" Come on Zayn, I'll race you." I smirk and began running, automatically hearing his footsteps behind me. In the end he beat me by a step because I tripped.

" You cheated."

" Did not Tommo. I won fair and square."

We made our way into the kitchen, grabbed our grilled cheese sandwiches and made our way to my room, grabbing our colored pencils so that we could draw. Zayn's drawings were always better then mines and sometimes he would give them to me. I actually had a picture of the both of us on my wall.

" Louis! Come down!" I heard mummy shout. Zayn looked at me and I shrugged and went down to see why she called me.

" It's your dad."

My face lit up immediately and I grabbed the phone.

" Hello?"

" Hey kiddo!" He replied with a chuckle.

" Daddy! Are you coming home?" Whenever he came home from work, he always had a piece of candy or ice cream for me.

" Yes and I have a vanilla ice cream cone too."

" Yay!Where are you?" I asked as I sat down on the couch.

" I just picked up your sisters. I have to go Lou, I'm driving."

" Wait daddy don't go yet! I was wondering if Zayn can stay for dinner, mum already said yes."

" Sure no problem. How is he anyway?"

" He's good. He's upstairs in my room drawing pictures." I said with a smile as I stared out the window, waiting to see the blue Mercedes Benz that he drove.

" That boy is always drawing." he replied with a chuckle.

" I know! He drew the red Power Ranger yesterday and I pinky swear that it looked just like the real thing." I reply with a giggle.

" I have to go. I love you Lou-"

Suddenly I heard a crash, as if the phone fell out of his hands.

I could hear screams of fear from my sisters and a big crash before the line went dead.

**Flash Back over**

" He died Marcel. Him and my sisters." I whimpered as I balled out in tears. My dad dropped his phone in between the cushions and when he was looking for it he was hit by a truck that was going full speed. The car was totaled and they all died on impact.

" It was my fault. If I had just hung up before, I would still have a father. I would still have my little sisters." Marcel grabbed me in a tight hug and I felt safe in his arms.

" Let it out boo. I'm here." he whispered as he stroked my messy hair. The tears streamed down my face as I gripped onto Marcel's jacket. I feel so broken right now. Nobody knows about my dad except for Zayn and Niall. I thought I was ok but when Michael mentioned him the memories and feelings came rushing back. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if he was still here. Would he be proud or disappointed in me? What would he think of Marcel?

" Marcel he would probably hate me. I mean look at me. I'm just some 18 year old douche. I'm surprised I have any friends at all. I'm surprised that I have you." I let out sadly after the tears finally stopped falling.