Close To My Heart (One Direction - A Louis Tomlinson Fanfic) 2011
"You were never there for me, you know? When you left hell broke loose. I needed my best friend, I needed you so bad I can't even put it into words. But I didn't see you, or talk to you for two years! Two whole fucking years! Sure, forgive and forget is a great motto to live by but in the real world, things don't work out that easily, not when you've been frustrated and heartbroken for so long. I barely pulled through school, and only to support myself and my drunk of a mother. And you have the audacity to tell me to grow up and get over it? And you know I still see him Louis, I see him all the time. He's not gone, not completely and not ever, so don't tell me to get over it when you need to clean up your own act first. Pull your head out of your ass and wake up from your perfect celebrity life for a minute because I cannot deal with this any longer. Not by myself." I sobbed, my voice throaty and raw.
"I'm sorry May, I'm just, please forgive me. I'm here now, I'm not going anywhere May and I that's a promise." He whispered to me, pulling me into chest.
May Dunn had lived two streets over from the Tomlinson's for most of her life, and with a workaholic mother and a long gone father, her younger brother Cooper and herself spent a majority of their childhood at their household. Even with a two year age difference, Louis and May had become close from the very beginning.
But after Louis left for X Factor, May's world shifted irreversibly, and when the two are forced to reunite under difficult circumstances, secrets are revealed, and her past is un-covered. Can things resolve in the end?
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" Can you take a picture with me, Harry? " I ask. I touch his arm, but he jerks away. I hadn't seen him in person in forever. I back up. His lips curl into a smirk, Ray Bans in his hand and a bottle of scotch in the other.
" I'm sorta busy, " He spits, starting to walk away. I grab onto his arm again and he angrily turns around, throwing his arms in the air.
" I have to go! Leave me the hell alone. You can get a picture later, " He shouts. The anger in his tone was apparent and his teeth were clenched together. I almost whimper, when he freezes. He was acting ridiculous. The sad thing was that this has been happening a lot. Everything was fine and then he started having sudden mood swings and then comes along him being rude to fans.
' Harry styles rude to fans ' made the cover of every newspaper and magazine in the world. He was screwed. He later earned respect back from people, when the whole thing blew over. I could tell he was relieved to say the least, but his ego has gotten bigger and bigger, just as his popularity grew; One directions popularity.
" You sound familiar, " He whispers, gripping the bottle of scotch. I was scared it might break. " Do I know you? " He ask. I nod my head to myself, but don't say anything. He didn't need to know. I didn't want him to know. I hated that he was acting like this. The Harry I knew would never do this.
I could feel a tear fall down my cheek and I turn to walk away. The air smells odd and the blinking lights twinkle in the distant. I keep walking even when I hear his voice calling for me. " Wait! Come back! " He yells.
I keep walking.