Silent Life

6- Age: 18 years old

I just thought the picture was cute. Anyway, happy reading.

6- Age: 18 years old ll Louis Tomlinson

I didn’t know what to tell him. I really didn’t. And even if I did, there was no way to tell him. I don’t speak, and it’s not like he can read my mind. I want to tell him, but I just don’t know what to say? Do I tell him the truth? Do I lie about it? Do I make it up? All of these questions with no answer. I sighed and slowly pulled away from him, walking over to the stairs, and beginning the long journey upstairs.

“Louis, are you going to answer my question or not?” he asked as he tugged on the back of my shirt.

I stopped mid step and turned around, looked at him simply and nodded my head. As I turned back around, I saw something standing at the top of the stairs. I squinted closely, looking and a gasp escaped my lips.

“Mum.” I mouthed as I walked faster.

I practically ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time and running after her escaping figure. I couldn’t keep up with her, I just couldn’t. She kept going until she disappeared in my room. I ran over to the door to see her sitting on my bed in her work outfit. The last thing I saw her in. The last thing I remembered seeing her in, and the last thing that I will ever see her in.

“Mum?” I asked although she can’t hear me.

“Where is my baby?” she replied back.

“I’m right here mum. I’m right here in front of you.”  I replied back to her squatting in front of her sitting figure.

She can’t hear me, and she can’t see me. She thinks I’m dead when really, she’s the one who has passed. She’s the one who's dead, but sometimes, I feel like I am too. I tried to put my hand on her knee, but my hand just went straight through her and onto the bed. My hand didn’t touch her, and neither did any other part of my body when I tried to hug her, or kiss her forehead, or do something to let her know that I am here. But she will never know because, she’s gone.

I didn’t even notice that I had completely lost it until I felt a pair of arms around my shoulders, pulling me into a hug and holding me tight. I felt myself begin to rock back and forth, feeling fear in my body as I will never, ever, ever in my life get to see my mother again. The only way I could see her is if I take my life, but I don’t have enough courage to do that. I just can’t.

“Shh, it’s okay Louis. You’re fine. It’s okay I promise no one will hurt you. I promise that.” a soothing voice says to me as I rock back and forth.

A pair of lips was felt on my forehead, and a shock passed its way through my body, and I felt a shiver pass through as well. Everything was starting to go in and out, and my vision was being interrupted by the darkness that wanted to take over. Everything in my body wanted to shut down, but I just couldn’t let it. I couldn’t let myself give up that easily, I just couldn’t.

“Come on Louis, we are going to go somewhere and we are going to chill okay?” he says.

I don’t do anything, I just sit there in his arms, leaning into his chest and breathing in and out.

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Out

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“Lou did you hear me?” he asked.

I shook my head no, and he sighed.

“I said that, if you want to go bowling or something we can.” he suggests as he raises his eyebrows.

To Harry

From Louis

How about we just stay home and cuddle? Or just like chill. I don’t mean cuddle, I just mean to you know, hang out with one another and just end up sitting on the couch together, close, in eachothers arms, in warmth, watching movies and eating popcorn. But it’s not cuddling. It’s just getting comfortable I guess.

I type out into a new text and send it out to him. He feels his pocket vibrate, so he pulls his phone out of his pocket and he reads the text, chuckling a little before looking back up at me.

“That’s defenitaly considered cuddling Louis.” he says as he looks up at me.

I shook my head no. Again.

“Yes it is Lou.”

I sighed and nodded, crossing my arms over my chest and looking anywhere but Harry. He sighed as well and looked at me with his arms open wide and that goofy ass smile on his face. I felt the side of my mouth begin to twitch upwards, trying to fight a smile. I couldn’t let him break me. He had to break first. He can’t break me. I refuse to lose this.

“Come on Louis, you know you want to hug me. You can’t resist. I can see you trying to fight a smile right now.” he says as he looks at my lips and watches them twitch even more.

Before you knew it, my smile began to fight it’s way through the frown and a smile was plastered on my face. A nice big smile, and I crawled closer to Harry and hugged him back. He began to stand up and I was about to pull away so I can walk on my own, but he didn’t let go of me. He refused to let go. So I just wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and he chuckled.

“Little koala bear.” she smiled.

I shook my head and dug it into his neck in embarrassment.

“But I like it, you’re my little koala bear.” he says and then freezes. “No, I didn’t meant it like that, I just kind of said it and it came out the wrong way. I don’t want you to take it like that, I just-”

I took up enough courage to lean forward and kiss him to shut him up. He was talking too much, so I just leaned forward, placed my lips on his, and kissed him. To anyone who was walking by if we were in a public place, this would look wrong in so many ways, but I don’t mind it. But maybe it’s him that minds what’s going on. I was about to pull away, but his hand came up from my ass and to the back of my neck, holding me there for a few seconds more. After that, he pulled away and smiled, biting his lip.

“Now how about that cuddle?”

OKay so I really didn’t know what to type, so Just let my fingers do all the work and here is chapter 6. I hope you enjoyed it, and they kissed for the first time. I have a question.

Do you think that Harry is going to get Louis to talk?

Thanks guys, and I really hope you enjoyed!! Love you!