Broken Walls *AU*// L.T.

57. Futures

What are you all doing for New Years?
Song for this chapter: Ready to Run - One Direction
P.s. The new album is amazing.

Louis P.O.V.

She stares at me with exasperation and confusion. It seems like that's a normal effect on people after I speak to them. She scowls and turns, walking away from me but I reluctantly follow.

"I don't need to talk to you. I don't want to talk to you. You've already said everything you needed to last night." Cam speaks, her pace picking up.

"Wait, but how did the interview go?" I'm speaking quickly, and my hand places on her shoulder and she turns around angrily.

"Does it matter?" She yells, face red. Even the meanest face she makes , she's still fucking beautiful.

"Yeah, it does. Everything that I said last night, it was out of anger. I don't want you to leave Cam and I know that's selfish as fuck but-" I try to grab her hand but she flinches away.

"It doesn't matter anymore Lou. I'm leaving this Friday. The next three days are my last and the sooner I'm away from you, the better my life will be." She says loudly. All the people around us are passing by, giving strange looks. I grab her shoulder and drag her to a driveway between two houses, her trying to escape from the grasp.

"Stop trying to resist me!" I practically growl and she finally gets free from the grasp, breathing heavily.

"No! I will not stop trying to resisting you and the hell you've brought with you until the day I leave! God, don't you get it?" She's exasperated, a hand clawing through her golden brown hair in every way. "I don't want you!" She speaks angrily, hands into fists.

My breathing stops for a quick second at her demeaning gaze and I trip on my own feet, falling into the brick wall. It seems after the last few months that we've switched places over the last few months, her feeling more superior then the man that once had control over her whole being.

She gulps loudly and my chest starts to hurt, it feels like the walls are closing in. She takes a step toward me, her angry face turning into a guilty one.

"Look, Lou I... I didn't mean it like that." She bites her lip, her green eyes tracing my face, hands toying with each other.

"No- just- please .... It hurts." My hands clutch around my chest as I hold the wall for support. I'm whimpering and this is a feeling that's never overcome myself.

Never in my life would I have thought I'd heard those words come from her mouth. We've been friends since we've been two and I managed to push away the only good thing in my life. I'm a failure.

A fucking failure.

"I have to- I.." Before I can comprehend myself, I'm dashing down the sidewalk, feet padding against the concrete, running towards the destination that is not known ahead.

~•~

My head is swirling with questions and inability to comprehend the last few years and where the indecency I had towards other went wrong. Not that bad of a person describes my personality but it's not enough to fill a void in another persons life is it?

My dress shoes click along the hardwood floor and I tug on the dumb navy blue vest that my mother had made me wear to this farewell dinner for Camilla. Its not much of a farewell dinner when you know that you will be seeing them extremely soon. My mind has done too many thinking and I've made too many mistakes to go back on what I'm thinking of doing now.

There will always be a type of criticize, but I know we'll be all right.

If you love something, let it free. If it comes back, it's yours. If I doesn't, it never was.

But that saying doesn't mean shit.

"Louis, why don't you have your coat on already? We are leaving." Mum rolls her eyes at me but I just shove my hands in my pockets.

"That is highly unnecessary, mother. It's five paces away. Five. " I speak discreetly, her rolling her eyes again.

"Okay, but if you get sick my dear, don't blame it on me, blame it on the night." She says, wrapping a brown knitted scarf around her neck. The door creaks open and I quickly snatch my phone from the coffee table, dashing out the door before it's locked.

"Now Louis, you do understand that you need to be ecstatic for Cami, this is a huge deal for her." My mum reminds me as we walk across the lawn.

"How can I be ecstatic when the reason she is leaving is me? The whole idea is preposterous, she is running away from her problems, it's quite ridiculous." I scoff.

"Exactly, you are the problem. So don't create another tonight, understand?" Mum rings the doorbell, and I bite my lip, nodding anyway.

The door immediately opens, a smiling Marie standing in the doorway.

"Welcome! Come in, come in." She exclaims, stepping to the side.

This is gonna be a long night.

~•~

"Camilla should be down in a few minutes or so. Sorry for the wait on dinner, she just got home from picking up her uniforms and she didn't have time to freshen up." Marie apologizes and I just scoff again, when a pain shoots up my foot. I groan and look at my mum in shock and she points a finger as if telling me ,"not again".

"It's perfectly fine. I know how it feels. When Lou used to play footie, we would be rushing back in forth to places all day and he would end up getting too dirty, slowing down our schedule. It was quite the hassle." Mum laughs and I just fake a smile when I suddenly hear heels clicking against the tile floor. I don't bother looking at the person, because I already know who it is.

"And here she is!" Marie announces as if it wasn't obvious. "Nice of you to join us."

"Hello everyone. How is everyone this evening?" Her monotone voice speaks and the seat next to mine screeches across the floor as its pulled out. Her warmth off her arm is practically radiating off onto mine, when she scoots closer the table. As I stroll through Twitter on my phone, one of her strands of hair brushes my shoulder, and it's hard to say I didn't enjoy it.

"We are wonderful. How did it go, the interview I mean. We know you've gotten in, but what was it like?" Mum leans over the table and my eyes finally trail up to Cam's face, which is flawless as always.

"It was honestly nerve wracking. My speech wasn't impeccable, but then again no ones really is. But, I used confidence and went in there making sure my mind set was what I wanted it to be. And it wasn't as bad as I thought it was, ya know? The head mistress was quite nice and the campus was magnificent." She spoke, her hands knitted together, a pearly white smile on show. Her brown hair was out and she had on a blue fitted blazer with gold buttons and a schoolgirl skirt. Damn, she was hot.

"Oh really? That just sounds magnificent. Ya know we were thinking of sending Louis there." Mum spoke, looking at Dad. My eyes widened and Cami stiffened. Mum wasn't supposed to say anything. What the hell?

"Cam are you okay?" Marie asked and her heavy breathing turned back into normal, the frown turning back to the pearly white smile.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be? I mean, great minds think alike?" Her smile was fake as she uttered the words.

It's easy to put on a mask, when the world has made it for you.