Undecided [A Louis Tomlinson Fan Fic]

Chapter 11

A/N: I am so very sorry I can’t upload as much as I used to, guys. School’s eating me alive. Literally. Anyways, I really hope you enjoy this chapter! –elaine.

Chapter 11

3 months later

***Ella’s POV***

Three months. I lasted 3 whole months without seeing Louis. Three whole months.

I’ve been isolating myself from everyone. I pushed everyone away, even my bestest friends. Ever since that day at the coffee shop, I’ve never been the same.

 I can’t do this anymore, I’m sorry… I can’t.

***Louis’ POV***

“Louis, I’m sorry alright?!” Eleanor said, raising her voice.

“No Eleanor! Sorry doesn’t cut it. You practically ruined an innocent girl’s life! How could you?!”

“I did it because I love you!” She said, already screaming.

“LOVE ME? If you truly love me, you would NEVER do that!” I sighed. “Eleanor… I can’t do this.” I said.

“You can’t what… Lou?” She said, with eyes full of rage and frustration.

“Us. Eleanor, we’re over.” I said and left the house.

“YOU’RE GOING TO REGRET THIS ONE DAY LOUIS TOMLINSON, MARK MY WORDS!” Eleanor screamed, shaking her fist like an old lady, as she cried while doing so. I rolled my eyes and continued walking. She was driving me nuts!

Ever since the day she told me I can’t hang out with Ella… I was devastated. I tried practically anything during these three months without her. I called her, sent her more than a hundred text messages, and knocked on her door almost every day.

I got nothing.

She never left her apartment, not even once. I was getting worried by the second and my heart was breaking in so many pieces. I need her back, but she probably doesn’t want to see me ever again.

I began walking to the place I only knew to get my mind off of things… The London Tower Bridge. I finally reached the bridge, which was very tiring by the way, and saw only one person looking at the beautiful site of London… hmm, she seems oddly familiar but I could hardly recognize the face because I was on the other end of where she was at.

I began to look at the site of London, the view is simply amazing. You can get lost just by looking at it, I tell you. As I began to look around the view I found my way back at the girl. Oh look, she’s on top of the railing… weird.

WAIT, WHAT THE HELL! SHE’S ON TOP OF THE BLOODY RAILING! She’s not going to do what I think she’s doing… No, no, no, no, NO. I began running… running as hard as my legs can take me. I am not going to let this person take her life away; she has so much to live for!

I was literally inches away from the person as my legs began giving up. Oh no, you’re not going to give up, legs! I used all of my strength and I was literally right in front of her… I was ALMOST there… She had one foot in front of her… Oh no… She closed her eyes and…

***Ella’s POV***

Am I really going to do this…? There’s still so much time to back down, Ella. You don’t have to do this. I thought. Screw this, there’s literally nothing more to live for… this ends now. As I walked to the London Tower Bridge I kept thinking what I’d miss the most… I’d miss “The Gang” so much, I thought. I’d also miss those childish boys. And most of all… Louis. I really think I’ll miss him most of all… If I could see him one last time…