Girl Next Door (Louis Fanfic)

Epilogue

Epilogue

Now before I present you with the last bit of Erica and Louis's love story I would love to say a ginormous thank you to many people.

I'd first like to thank Miss Isabella (@Isabella9893) for being with me from the beginning. As some (or two) of you may know, I started off writing on this website called Topix and completed four other stories and started Girl Next Door in 2012. Isabella introduced me to Wattpad where I posted the first half of my story I had been writing and posting on my phone (hence the reason for the bad grammar at the beginning. Thanks to everyone who put up with that. I swear I'll fix it). With a heavy heart I am finishing up a story that she encouraged me to write and share with a bigger, broader audience.

Second, I'd like to thank the inspiring and truly breathtaking writers on this website who have indirectly taught be so much about writing a story and I couldn't be more grateful for the knowledge I have learned through them. These include (but aren't limited too)

@obrien_styles

@indiecigars

@Aerowyn

@perksofbeingaweirdo

@JustAdriana

@fivesaucewhoop

And

@CrayonChomper

You guys should seriously go check them out.

And lastly I would like to thank you. Not her, not him, but you. Without you I wouldn't have gotten to live one of my dreams of being a writer and I couldn't be more thankful for this wonderful experience you have offered me. Through the ups and the downs of my writing, through the endless fluff, the long waits, and the countless stories I started writing while unintentionally placing this hold. Thank you. You have helped me so much and I can't express how much I love you.

Now without further ado I present to you the epilogue of Girl Next Door.

June 8th, 2015

"YoufuckingtwatIfuckinghateyousomuch," I yelled pounding my fists into Louis's chest.

"Liar! You love me," smiled Louis kissing my check and unbuckling my seatbelt.

"I'm not getting out the car regardless of the circumstances. I'm mad at you," I muttered crossing my arms and glaring at Louis.

"Just get out of the damn car. My mum wants to see you," he smirked.

"Yeah sure, your mum wants to see me," I laughed finally opening up the door.

"Of course she does! She adores you," he smiles interlocking my fingers with him as we head up to the front door. Louis's family still lived in the house right next to the white house with black shutters and the red front door. The garden is still there and a black Ford Escalade sits in the driveway. If you were to walk back into the woods a little you would come across the field that backed up the shopping center where a stump stood with initials carved into it. I looked up at the window on the side of the house that faced Louis's house and smiled envisioning my own curtains and the top of the keyboard that would peek out. I felt a pang in my chest missing the old house as we waited at the front door of Louis's.

After long hugs and chatter Louis pulled me upstairs into his old room. On his desk sat two pictures; one of One Direction who had broken up after their Where We Are Tour, and one of me.

"So, loser, why did you kidnap me from Manchester and drag me all the way over," I teased flicking his arm. He smiled placing a quick kiss on my forehead.