You and Lou used to be best friends. You guys met in the 1st grade and instantly clicked. In those 16 years that your friendship lasted, you managed to develop more than just friendly feelings towards Lou. The day before he left for the X-factor, you tried to tell him how you felt about him but he didn’t give you a chance. Every time you would open your mouth to speak, he would interrupt you by telling you he was going to miss you or that he would keep contact with you. But he didn’t fulfill his promise. Because that was the last time you saw Louis.
. . . . . . . .
You frown when you almost fall over in the pool. “What’s wrong Y/N? Are you okay?” Your boyfriend asks, standing up from where he was lying on his beach chair. “Yeah, just thinking.” You lie to him. “Ummm, I want to ask you something.” He says nervously, after a short silence. “Shoot.” You say burying your hands in your pockets and looking up at the sky. “I know you don’t like parties and clubs but there is this new club in town, an old friend of mine owns the place and he asked me to come. Can we please go there tonight?” he asks you, hope clear in his eyes. You look over at him, weighing the idea in your mind. “Okay,” you sigh, giving in to him just to get rid of his pleading look. “But,” you add which makes the smile that appeared seconds ago on his face, disappear, “if I don’t feel comfortable, we’re gonna leave okay?” you say, raising your eyebrow at him. “Promise,” he says, smiling again.
*Later that night*
You grab your boyfriend’s hand as you both step into the club. You’ve always been scared of these parties. But Jace was always into clubbing. You never liked the humid environment, sweaty bodies, and couples making out. It made you nauseous. You weren’t a big fan of drinking either, drunk people creeped you out. So you keep your grasp on Jace’s arm tight. Lights dance, the loud music is blasting in your ears. You already feel uncomfortable but you don’t tell Jace just yet. You don’t want to ruin this night for him.
“Oh there he is,” Jace says pointing towards that friend who owns this place. You walk with him through a crowd of drunk people doing drunk stuff and get pushed around a number of times before reaching your destination. Your feet ache already, the high heels showing their effect. “Yo man,” Jace fist bumps the guy and half hugs him patting his shoulder hard. “This is my girlfriend, Y/N,” he introduces you “and this is Gary. His dad Richard’s friends with my dad.” “Pleasure to meet you,” Gary says as he kneels down to kiss your hand. Jace’s arm around your waist tightens but you shrug it off, knowing how pathetically overprotective your boyfriend gets sometimes. “The pleasure’s mine,” you say sweetly. There’s an awkward silence after that, nobody knowing what to say, and the whole time Gary’s eyes are on you. He cuts the tension finally, “I gotta go, look after the whole opening night performance,” he walks away, taking one last look at you, making you feel uncomfortable. You hear Jace swearing a little under his breath when Gary leaves. “It’s okay,” you whisper. He just sighs in response.
“Drink?” Jace asks, turning towards you. “Sure,” you reply, the stuffy environment getting to you as the number of people in the club keeps increasing. Jace unwraps his arms from around your waist and disappears into the crowd. You, on the other hand, are starting to regret letting him leave you all alone. So you start to look for him. Pushing through the crowd of people, you keep looking around until suddenly you bump into someone. “Sorry, sorry,” you say in a rush, your eyes scanning the whole place for Jace. “It’s okay,” the boy says turning around, his voice so familiar that you almost wet your pants with shock. Your eyes go wide when you look at him, and you see his expression mirroring yours. Louis. What is he doing here? Then it hit you. The opening night performance. The boy you fell for all those years ago. The boy who left you. He broke his promise. He betrayed you. And yet you still felt your heart flutter the same way when you look at him. Of course, you also feel your blood boiling and red hot anger going through your veins.
“I’m sorry,” you say again and walk away to continue your search for Jace. You walk faster now that you know Louis is coming after you. You didn’t need to look behind to tell. But you slow down once you see a shadow. A shadow so very familiar that you can never mistake it. You had been with Jace long enough to recognize his shadow, especially when it’s kissing another girl. Your eyes go wide as you stare at the events unfolding in front of you. But you don’t feel sad. You don’t feel anything. You just feel empty. No, it couldn’t be.
But sure enough, it is. It is him, with his arms wrapped around the small figure of another girl, their lips attached. Now, your natural instinct is to rip them apart but you are tired and scared. You feel heartbroken and shocked. Your tears have already escaped. All the feelings you lost a few minutes ago have come back all at once and with such force that they are breaking you apart. So you turn around, in hope to find the exit before anyone sees you. “Y/N,” Louis yells. Great. He has caught up to you. “Not now,” you say pushing him away. “Just listen to me, please,” he yells, ignoring you. You roll your eyes. “I said not now,” you grit your teeth. All you really want to do right now is slap him and kiss him. But your emotions can’t be trusted. So you ignore his protests and walk out the door of the club.
You’re full on crying now. You don’t know where to go, what to do. “Y/N,” Louis says again. He has followed you outside. “WHAT?!” you shout. “What do you want to explain? That I never meant anything to you. You left me when you got famous. You broke all your promises. I was in love with you Louis. I fucking loved you. And you could’ve called. Could’ve texted. At. Least. Once. It really isn’t so hard. All you had to do was pick up your phone and text a ‘hi’. How long would it take? But no. You couldn’t waste a few precious seconds of your life on me because you were too busy fucking girls and touring the world. So get lost Louis. I don’t need you. Leave me alone.”
“You done?” Louis asks after a while. You’re breathing heavily. You just want to go home, sleep, and forget this day ever happened. But you nod anyway. Inside, you’re craving to hear his explanation. And hoping that it is acceptable. Because no matter what, you never get over your first love.
“I’m sorry,” he says and your heart sinks. So he doesn’t have an explanation. “I’m sorry, but, I stopped contact because my management wouldn’t let me,” he extends his explanation a bit. “Wouldn’t let you what? Talk to me?” you say with an annoyed sigh. “Yeah. I’m telling the truth Y/N. Not a day has gone by when I didn’t think of you. I swear. You might have loved me but I love you. Present tense. My management forced me to focus on my career and that’s why they wouldn’t let me contact you. I had to think about the boys too Y/N. I’m sorry.”
You turn around and walk up to him, not hesitating for a second as you attach your lips to his with full force. The sparks fly instantly. You feel like fireworks have erupted in your mouth. You savor the feeling of his lips against yours, not wanting to let go until the lack of oxygen gets too much. “I love you too,” you whisper, kissing him again.
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