The man on the end of the line // L.T

"Take me home"

                       Ella's POV

I stand in front of them shivering cold, Louis looks like he's seen a ghost I can tell he's shocked I'm here, that I'm seeing him in this state.

"Ella?" He looks at me as if he's dreaming.

"Yes! What are you playing at?" I shout.

I've decided the calm me isn't going work and I need to be ruthless.

"I - I didn't think you would come. Why are you here?" He trembles.

"I don't know. I don't fucking know. Something in me told me to come, you're going to jump? You're going to leave me with the mess you leave? And Harry? What about him?" I fold my arms mainly to keep myself warm.

"It's over isn't it? You said it's over and done. What else am I meant to do?" He cries.

"Not this! Not end it all that's for certain. You coward! Running away from everything" I can't help the tears fall.

"Louis step down and let's talk" Harry reaches out for him but Louis shakes his hand away.

"It's not worth it without you! I'd give my life for you. Don't you understand that! I've made it clear I've changed, I've shown you nothing in this world means more to me. All my money? It's nothing if I don't get to spend it with you" he starts pulling handfuls of cash out of his sweatshirt pocket and throws it over the edge. Thousands of pounds being thrown away.

"Dead money! Dead fucking money!" He shouts as he throws more and more money away.

"The clothes on my back? I'd walk around freezing for you!" He pulls the sweatshirt off and throws that over the edge. He starts to shake uncontrollably from the bitter January air.

"Stop it louis!" I scream.

"Nothing is worth it with out you! I love you. I fucking love you. You think I'd go and hurt you like that? That's what you think of me isn't it? I'm a monster like him, like my father" Louis crumbles to his knees facing me with his back to the edge.

"I beg you please hear me out. It's not what you think. I'd never hurt you, I would never do this to you. You are my life and if you say we are done that's fine but so am I" he looks back behind him taking a deep breath.

"Ok. Ok please come away from the edge" I hold my hand out.

"You'll talk to me?" His eyes hopeful.

"Yes yes. I'll talk please just come down" I beg him. I can't stand seeing him like this.

"Are you lying to me?" He questions.

I can't decide right out if we can work it out but I need to get him to safety.

"No I promise I'll talk to you about it all. When you aren't drunk and I'm not covered in vomit" I rub my matted hair.

"I love you. You know that right?" He looks at me.

"I know. I know you do. So let's just talk" I say.

I watch as he slowly jumps down from the edge and kneels on the floor in front of me.

"When? When do we talk?" He holds on to my knees with a feeling of never letting go.

"Tomorrow. We'll talk tomorrow" I take a step back.

"You'll come home with me?"

"No. I can't go back there. Not knowing she's been in our bed and I want us both to have a clear head. So I promise we'll meet tomorrow" I take a step back. And nod to Harry to take over. I watch as he kneels down next to Louis and drapes his coat over Louis bare chest.