The Roommates (Louis Tomlinson.)

A Broken Heart To Heart

'Louis?' I stare, able to only get that word out. There was a lump in my throat and I felt like my stomach was going to fall out of my butt. I don't know what to say. What?

'I, uh. I wanted to congradulate you for being the host here. I knew it was your dream.' He says, rubbing the back of his neck.

'Louis.' I say, taking in a deep breath, braving up, 'for knowing you as long as I have, I know that's bullshit.'

'Yeah, I know. I just really wanted to talk to you.' He breathly laughed.

'Its been six months Louis.' I say barely making it audible.

'I know. I know it has and I wish I could take everything back. Can, uh, we talk tomorrow?' He asks with hopeful eyes. I don't know what to really say. Should I talk to him?

'Yeah. I have an interview with Helen at noon. I'll call you when it's finished?' I suggest, not really knowing what to do or say.

'Yeah.' He weakly smiled. 'I need to talk to you about everything.' He walks off without another word and I tried to get my mind wrapped around the situation. What if I can finally get Louis back? But I'm going to Africa in a week.. Oh my god. I can't just take Lou back and then go to a different continent.. Wait. Did I just say Lou? No. No. It's Louis. Damn it.

But he talked to me. He wants to talk to me. I can't believe it. I didn't have to talk to him first and really that happened so fast. A thirty second conversation after 6 months and I agreed to go talk to him. Did I even do the right thing? I'm not even sure.

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'Our special guest today is, well I don't even think she needs an introduction. Cassidy, come on out.' Helen shouts and I approach the stage to the couches. I smile and wave to the small audience as I sit on the white leather couch across from Helen.

'Hello Cassidy, it's so nice to have you.'

'Well it's nice to be here Helen.'

'Okay, so I have a few questions to ask you. The first one, your tattoos.' I smile as she said the last sentence. I look down at my left arm where both my tattoos are inked.

'So tell us about them.' She urged with a smile crossing her flawless face.

'Well the rose, I wanted because I think I just did. It had no absolute reason behind it. It's actually my favourite flower. White roses.' I smile, tracing my finger my rose that takes up half of my inner forearm.

'And what about this lock?' She asks, pointing the love lock on my wrist.

'Its, uh, it's mine and Louis' lock from on the bridge in Paris.' I say, looking at the square lock with a heart that has 'c+l' written inside. It even has the numbers on the lock. '52947201' I don't know why there are so many but there is.

'But you two aren't together anymore.' She's clearly confused or thinking I'm an idiot.

'To tell the truth, I got it two weeks after we broke up.' I look up to see Helen's face look sympathetic.

'Thats nice.' She smiles, knowing to change the subject, 'What are you planning to do down in Africa?'

'Well, I'm going to Ghana and building a school.'

'Isnt that just so sweet, you know you are inspiration to many young people.' She chuckled making me smile.

'I don't see how when my language isn't the best.' I laugh.

'Appearently they don't mind that.' Helen smiles.

~~

'Hey Louis, I'm finally done with the interview' I speak into the phone, 'when you get this, can you call me? Or text me. Where to go? Should I go to Niall's?' I hang up without any other word and walk out side to my car.