Beautiful, Sorrowful Remembrance (a One Direction fanfiction) -COMPLETE-

When 17 year old bestfriends Ellie Foster and Morgan Karr get Ellie's dads house to themselves for the summer, they expect it to be a summer just about them.
Soon, an unexpected visitor- or vistors- show up at her door.
Kisses are given, secrets are shared, hearts are broken, and friendships could be forever ruined.

Louis starts to move in on Ellie, while Liam lays back, wishing it was him.
Harry and Morgan obviously enjoy eachother, but is that enough to keep Zayn away?
And is there enough food in the house to hold Niall over? Or will he go completely bonkers?

Find out in Beautiful, Sorrowful Remembrance (a One Direction fanfiction) !



PS- the Niall part is a joke XD

RATED PG-15 TO R
(yes, I just created PG-15)

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14. The Same Old Games

Ellie had fallen back into a fitful slumber, so Louis slipped out of her bed and went downstairs. The others were no where to be seen, except for Liam who was asleep on the couch. He saw a note on the fridge. It read:

Lou, Liam and Ellie-

You guys fell asleep so we went out for breakfast and to do some stuff.

-Harry, Zayn, Niall and Morgan xx

Louis shrugged and poured himself a bowl of cereal. Just as he was about to sit down, there was a knock at the door. He stood up, and made his way over to it. He opened it tiredly, to see a beautiful girl standing there. Louis' eyes widened. "G-Grace.. why are you.. how did you find m-" He was cut off to Grace, his ex, kissing him passionatley. Louis helplessly stood them, frozen.

Someone cleared their throat. Louis whipped around to see Ellie standing there with her arms crossed at the bottom of the stairwell. Tears threatened to spill from her beautiful brown eyes. "E-Ellie! This isn't what it looks like!"

"Save it! If you didn't like me then why didn't you just say so!" She half-yelled.

"Ellie I do like you! I love you!" He said back in the same tone, but more gentle.

"Sure you do, Tomlinson! Then why is this chick here sucking your face off!? Hm!?"

"She's my ex! I didn't know she was coming here.. then she just kissed me without warning!" By now, Liam had woken up and was staring at Louis from the livingroom.

"Sure she did!" Tears were now pouring down her pale face. "You're such a dick! I hate you!" She screamed, running up the stairs and slamming her bedroom door.

Louis just stood there. Liam's mouth was gaped. Grace had her hands on her hips.

"Babe," She said.

Louis turned around and pointed outside. "Get out."

"But babe!"

"NOW!" He yelled.

"Fine. She's right, you're such a dick. But I still love you." She kissed him again, harder this time. Louis pushed her away and she skipped out the door saying, "Call me!" over her shoulder. "Don't hold your breath!" He shouted and closed the door.

Liam was standing there, his eyebrows pulled together. "Why would you do that to Ellie!? She lost her bestfriend and now her boyfriend!?"
"Well technically I wasn't her boyfriend," Louis pointed out.

"You're such a fucking ass!" Liam yelled, which made Louis shrink back. Liam never swore, or yelled. Liam shoved him against the door. "She loved you with every fiber in her being and you go and do this!" He yelled at the older boy. "I can't believe you!" Liam stormed up the stairs. Louis sat on the couch with his head in his hands, and elbows on his knees.

-upstairs-

Ellie was on her bed, sobbing into her pillow. There was a knock at the door.

"Go away Louis! I hate you!" She said, and crying obviously wafted through her voice.

"It's Liam."

Ellie got up, and unlocked her door. She flopped back onto her bed and continued to sob. Liam opened the door, closing and locking it behind him. He sat beside her and gently stroked her hair. He picked her up and held her in his lap while she cried into his t-shirt. Ellie's bracelets were getting tangled in her messy hair, so she ripped them off and threw the acrossed the room. Liam rocked her back and forth while she sobbed. He looked down at her. He noticed her arm where he bracelets had covered. There were scars. Puffy and red. He took her tiny wrist into his hand and squeezed it softly, while wrapping his other arm completely around her. Ellie knew he was looking at the scars, but she didn't care anymore.

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