His Love L.Tomlinson

Louis Tomlinson. Your typical high school cutie that, of course, has a secret. I mean, who doesn't?

How was I supposed to know I would fall for that sick son of a bitch? How was I supposed to know my little brother would fall in love with him too and never want to leave his side? How was I supposed to know that Louis would ruin my life?

I mean, yeah, he warned me, but who would actually think that those simple words said with as much casualty as possible would later mean life or death? I mean, the man said it like it was something he said to everybody everyday. How was I supposed know?

That jealous bastard left me to die when I met Niall. Real dick move if you ask me. That cute blond hair, blue eyed, Tasmanian devil was no saint, but he was more pure than the rest. But how was I supposed to know my life would be ruined forever?

"Why are you doing this?" I asked breathlessly, sitting on the ground, warn out. I looked at Louis, waiting for his response. Now wasn't the time to suddenly be shy. He shrugged and looked at me.

"Toughening you up for a twisted future," he finally replied.

His love, a false sense of hope, sanity, and security. The kind you're left questioning. The kind that makes you wonder if you ever want to be loved again. She wished him the best with him still heavy on her heart. She wished him the best, knowing she would never love again. She wished him the best when her future seemed to untwist and give her a lovely gift of life. She wished him the best, knowing she would later get her revenge.

She wished him the best, knowing that his love would never mean a thing in the pits of hell.

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(Recommended for 16+) (This book contains explicit scenes) Warning: V,L,SC