Don't Speak (a One Direction fanfiction)

-NOW IN PROGRESS ONCE AGAIN, AUGUST 2013!-

It's all fun, games and laughs til someone gets hurt. Unfortunately for seventeen year old Britton, she may get hurt in the worst way possible when she moves to London with her friends. Will her dream life turn out not so perfect, or will she somehow manage to keep going and pull through?
It's all right here in Don't Speak.
-Gummy xoxo
Fanfic started- August 22nd 2012
Fanfic last updated- August 27th 2013 3:35AM

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17. Goner

-Louis-

How the fuck. How the actual fuck!? I'm such an idiot.. I.. I can't even face her.. she hates me.. but I love her.. Somehow I'm glad this baby is mine.. maybe she will love me back. I have loved her since the first day I met her but she has never seemed to feel the same. Sure, I love Layne and Parker. But... more like sisters. Like Lottie and Fizzy and the twins. But something about Britton.. I just want to hug her and kiss her and protect her and our baby. What if she doesn't want the baby.. what if she has an abortion or gives it up for adoption.. Don't I have a say in this!? No... she hates me. I ruined her. I ruined us. I ruined this.

Louis paced back and forth, running his hands through his hair as he thought. He hadn't come out of the bathroom, except for late in the night, in three days. He was starving. Louis opened the bathroom door after unlocking it and stepped into the hallway. There was a soft light coming from the kitchen. Nialler.. yes. He wanted to talk to him so bad. But when he walked into through the doorway, he was surprized to see Britton lying in a fetal position in front of the fridge. She was so pale.. so small.. looking so sad. Louis quickly turned on his heel. "Louis.. don't go.." Her tear stricken voice whispered. He squeezed his eyes shut and turned around to look at her.

"Britton.. I know you hate me.. but I don't want you to think that I wont be here for you. I will be here no matter what even if you don't want me to. I will never leave you alone in this. I know you're scared but you have no reason to be because we will all be by your side-"

"Lou.. Lou.." She whispered hoarsly, waving him over. Louis sat beside her. Britton held his hand in hers and looked up into his eyes. "I don't hate you. I never have and I never will. Sure, I was shocked and scared. But now I have gotten used to it, and I need to know that you're okay and you can handle this. I don't expect you to be a father to this baby. I would never put that weight on you if you couldn't handle it, or if you didn't want to." She tightened her grip on his hand, as if she thought if she let go she would loose him forever. Britton pressed her lips against his fingers, then nessled them against her cheek.

"I can handle it.. I can handle it.." He whispered, pulling her into his lap then laying down on the floor, Britton wrapped tightly in his arms.

"Louis?" She whispered after a few minutes.

"Mhm?"

"Um.." She shifted uncomfortably. "Please don't hide in the bathroom for another three days..." Britton's voice faded away and she sat up, confused and squeezing her eyes shut, fists clenched.

"You okay, Britt?"

"I love you." She blurted, before standing up and running out the back door and into the dark backyard. Louis' mouth gaped, but he ran after her.

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