"Um, maybe." Niall murmured, making all the boys whip their heads towards him, including us. The boys were glaring and while we were smiling encouragingly.
"That means you definitely know something about why he broke up with me." I said, Niall's face turning a dark pink. There was a moment of silence as Tiarne and I look for a way to make them crack and spill it all.
I put forward a sad face, which isn't hard to do, and say in the saddest tone I could muster,"You guys, I deserve the right to know why he broke up with me after he had given me the promise ring."
They shift uneasily in their seats. "Okay! He broke up with you because of the hate, once you got death threats, he broke up with you because he thought you couldn't handle it...and it was the safe thing to do."
I jump out of my seat, "What?! He has no right to decide that for me. I'm used to hate, I shake it right off, those death threats are left unfilled!"
"Liam!" The boys groaned and Liam throws them an apologetic glance. I storm down the hallway towards Louis's room. I throw open his door and it hits the wall and bounces back. I catch it and slam it closed, making Louis jump up from all the noise.
"Oh hey. I feel much better no-What's wrong?" He asks.
I frown at him and mockingly speak as I walk towards his bed, "What's wrong? You know what's wrong, Louis!"
He gives me an confused look and gets off the bed, standing up, "No, I don't."
I bitterly laugh,"You don't choose things for me, I can do things by myself."
He furrows his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"
I glare as he takes a couple steps forward so we're chest to chest, "I can deal with hate. Death threats are never usually real, you block them, you don't deal with them. They don't know me personally and all they're doing is judging. I'm never going to commit suicide because I value life too much. I'm was strong enough to deal with hate then and I'm strong enough to deal with hate now."
His eyes widened during my story as he realized what I was talking about. But for some odd reason, he never took a step back, actually, his hands moved onto my shoulders. I lift up my hands and shove them off, making Louis grab me again, this time pulling me into his chest, hugging me tightly. I try to wiggle free, but I couldn't because my arms were trapped by my sides. Louis lifts one arm and pushes my head down so it's laying on his shoulder then puts his arm back around me.
My anger slowly starts to fade away, letting me enjoy this moment, because it probably won't happen again.
I pull away,"Think about what I said, I'm leaving." I start to walk away and Louis races up to me, grabbing my wrist and turning me around.
"What?!" I ask, annoyed.
"You can't leave, you need to stay here!"
"What?" I ask confused, "Why can't I?"
"Because of work, tour, the boys, us," his voice lowers to a whisper, "...me."
I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. What in the world does he mean?
"Wh--" I start to ask, but never get to finish what I was going to say.
His lips attach to mine hungrily, passionately, like he's been wanting to do this forever. Surprised, I don't respond as he kisses my lips quickly, his arms wrapping around my waist tightly, squeezing me against his body. Processing what was going on, I kiss him back, my hands reaching up into his hair. His lips suck onto my bottom lip and I kiss him harder in return, him pushing me against the door. I could feel electric currents running down my spine, butterflies fluttering around furiously in my stomach.
Suddenly, I REALLY process what's going on. I pull away, Louis' head reaching down to kiss my neck. Since I'm backed up against the door, I shove him away from me and he stumbles a few steps back.
"What in the world?! You're sick, literally throw up sick! You have a girlfriend, too! What in earth are you doing?! Don't start something you can't finish!" I angrily say, poking him in the chest because I stepped closer to him.
"I don't have a girlfriend. Abby and me broke up." He says earnestly, looking me in the eyes.
"You broke up with me, Tomlinson, stick to your word. I don't want to be broken again." I say more calm and quietly, sadness etching into my tone.
"You won't be. I promise, you said you can handle it and I take your word for it. I want you back, really bad, with every bone in my body." He says. I notice the pleading look in his eyes, the love I had seen before plenty times when we dated.
I sighed brokenly, "We can't. Who knows if you'll break up with me later because of hate again."
"I won't, I promise." He pleads, his breath fawning over my lips.
"Don't make promises you can't keep Louis. You've done it before." I say and I see hurt flash in his eyes. It hurts me too.
"Just give me a chance, please." He says, looking on the verge of begging on his knees as his eyes were now glassy. Did I really mean that much to him?
I sigh and open my mouth to speak, but before I can, he cuts me off.
"Please, tell me you didn't feel something earlier, tell me you don't still love me. I know you do, I know you felt something too. I feel like your the one. I didn't give you that promise ring for nothing."
"It sure seemed like nothing when you broke up with me. And if we wanted to get married...you have to stay with each other through our strongest and weakest points in life." There's a silence as my words sink in and I feel a single tear drop on my cheek from Louis' face.
He takes a shaky breath, his chest shaking from it, "Just...........please." It was in his weakest voice, it cracking and wavering like he was holding back tears. He sounded so vulnerable, you could feel the raw emotion behind it and it made me want to cry.
"Fine, but this is kept a secret, because if we do break up soon, I don't want it to be publicly humiliated or hurt for nothing. Or to feel the pity from others and everything if it's only a short term thing."
"It sounds like you can't handle the hate." He whispers sadly.
"I can if it means a lot to me. Like singing, if they're hating on me, I ignore it because music is my life. If they hate me because I'm dating you it won't matter because........love....would beat it all." I say finally, sighing.
A smile tugs at the end of Lou's lip and he carresses my cheek with his hand softly before pulling me to his body. "We'll keep this a secret, whatever you want to do, I'll do it. I'll prove myself."
"You better." I whisper into his chest. I love him too much for my own good. Now somehow, I ended up in a secret relationship from everyone with Louis.
Oh, how life works.
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