Happy Accidents (A One Direction Love Story)

Live While We're Young and Summer Love

Louis POV  

I heard retching coming from the small bathroom. Wait.. Bren is in there. Slowly I put two and two together.  

"BREN!" I cried pounding on the bathroom door. My fists slammed against the white wood. I heard a flush and some scraping. The door creaks open slowly, showing Bren on the floor her chocolate eyes puffy and red with mascara dotting the area. I bite my lip and step into the bathroom. Closing the door Bren turns to me.  She is sat on the dirty floor. Her t-shirt crumpled and her jeans rolled up her leg. I sigh she really is a hot mess. 

"Hi." She chokes out. I plop down on the floor next to her and adjust her leg cast so she is facing me.  

"What the hell Bren?!" I cry at her. 

"What?" She says quietly. Rubbing her face with her shaking hands she bends over herself. 

"You know what! You making yourself throw up and not eating. Bren! You don't need to do that! You are beautiful!" I cry running my hands through my hair. Why would someone feel the need to make themselves do that. It's just...sad. She is so beautiful why doesn't she know that. I feel something whenever I look at her. It's like she is a light at the end if a very long tunnel and I'm stumbling towards it. But every few steps something gets in my way. But I need to get to the end. 

LOUIS! NO! You have Eleanor! Remember that girl that you are IN LOVE with.

Oh, voice in my head. I know but Bren is like a car accident. You don't want to watch but you can't look away.

Great comparison Louis. You are comparing her to a deadly occurance.

Oops. Oh well. I really like her she is funny and lighthearted. 

How are going to tell El? Hey babe, I'm leaving you for a girl I have only known for 12 hours. Oh yea and did I mention that my best mate also wants her? 

Shut up. Okay. I'll wait for a couple of days to see if i really feel something. 

"LOU!"

"I'm listening!" I cry breaking out of my thoughts. She laughs, it sounds like church bells ringing. Beautiful sounds. I let a grin crawl onto my face. She stops laughing and looks at me seriously. 

I'm not." She chokes. Tears stream down her red face. They leave little trails on her cheeks. I reach over and wipe away the tears with the pad of my thumb. She hiccups. I lean over and pull her to my chest. She curls up into a ball and grips my t-shirt. 

"Your not what love?" I whisper into her hair. I ignore the fact that she is snotting on my shirt. Usually this would bother me but now I don't even mind. 

"Beautiful. I know it's true too. But it's nice of you to say."  

I bite my lip and shake my head. How can she just believe this if its not even remotely close to being true.  

"Who told you that your not beautiful?" I growl. 

"It's a long story." She sighs. I sit up and grab her shoulders. 

"I have time." She smiles. The butterflies erupt in my stomach. 

~~~~~BREN POV~~~~~ 

"Eww that is disgusting Harry!"  

"What!?"  

"Who knows how long that French fry had been on the floor?" 

"Bren will you just calm down. You sound like my mother."  

"No Harry!" 

"Ugh, Liam when are we gonna be there?" Harry leans over the seat. His curls cascade over the seat. We are on our way back to my house. I promised to tell Louis the whole story once we got back to my house.