Don't Forget Me

Halley is moving to Doncaster, England on account of her Dad being transferred through work. Crazy how it's the hometown of one of her idols, Louis Tomlinson. She absolutely adored One direction but she thought meeting them or even being near them was just a fantasy that would never come true. So when she finds out they're moving to Doncaster Halley is nothing but shocked. What happens when she finds out she's living right next door to the Tomlinson's? Will she get to meet Louis? But what happens when they finally get together but have to split up because of a difficult relationship? Will Louis admit his true feelings or let her be happy without him?

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31. Chapter 31

Louis' POV

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When Halley got out of the car I just sat there for a minute thinking through everything we were talking about at the mall, about Keegan. I knew I shouldn't have let her go. I'm so stupid. If I would have talked to her more and put my feelings aside maybe none of this would have happened and Halley and I would be a couple again. Yes, I still had feelings for her and I never stopped. Why I didn't talk to her for a year? I still don't know.

I backed out of the driveway and started to drive back to my flat. It was about a half an hour away. As soon as I got there I got out of my car and went inside. I slammed the door shut extremely mad, not just at myself but at Keegan also. I just don't see how he can hurt her without even caring. Yeah, Halley says it's not on purpose but to me that just makes it worse. Like if it's not on purpose then he can't control himself so he could hurt her unintentionally just when he gets ticked off. I can't imagine what it would be like if she ever did anything wrong. I was snapped from my thoughts when my phone started to ring. It was Halley.

"Hello?"

"L-Louis? C-can you- you come get m-me?" She stutters. It sounded like she was crying.

"Of course, Hal. Where are you?"

"I-I'm at t-the beach by Keegan's house."

"I'll be right there." I said and hung up. I sprinted back to my car and sped down to the beach. I ran through many stop signs but I didn't care I had to get to her as soon as possible. She needed me.

As soon as I got there I parked and looked around the beach. I couldn't find her anywhere. I kept looking and looking until I saw her on a bench swing. I ran up to her and my face fell, my eyes wide.

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Halley's POV

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.. I realized that was a big mistake. His face immediately filled with even more anger than before, if that was even possible. I was now terrified. Keegan stepped forward and I tried to take a step back but I was stopped when he grabbed me and held me still.

"Did you seriously just slap me?" He asked holding me tight. I was defiantly going to have bruises on my arm.

"Y-yeah." I stated quietly and turned my head to the side. He turned it back to look at him.

"You're going to pay for that." He shouted and then started punching me in face then a few in the stomach I fell to the floor in pain screaming out for him to stop. I was crying not even bothering to fight, knowing it would be useless. He didn't stop until someone rand the doorbell. Keegan turned to look who it was and saw someone with a look of horror on their face. Keegan turned back to me.

"You got lucky, Halley." He said and walked over to the door. I took that chance to run - more like limp - to the back door and get out of his house. In his backyard was the beach so I went over to the nearest bench I found, lay down and called Louis.

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"Did he do this to you?" Louis asked with a little bit of anger and sadness in his voice. I didn't want to speak so I just nodded. He stood up from his kneeling position next to me quickly. "Where the fuck is he?" He shouted this time his voice full of pure anger.

"Louis can you just take me home now?" I asked quietly still sobbing. He nodded and helped me off the bench. He then carried me back to his car bridal style and I leaned my head against his chest.

 

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