The Fame Project - A Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction - Sequel To TMABP

School's ended. Louis and the boys are in a worldwide famous boy band while Rosie is stuck in a rundown flat, studying at college in London. Things couldn't have ended more differently for the two. And things didn't end on the best note either...


7. A Song About Rosie and Who Told The Press?

So yeah as you might have noticed, I lied at the start of the last chapter cause there was a crap load of drama in that.. Sorry!

But most of you seem to be happy that Louis stood up for Rosie and well.. Knocked out Zach.

Thanks again for the voting as usual and all your comments make me laugh so much, I love how dedicated you are to this story, it really makes me happy!

Well here's chapter seven! :)


Chapter 7:

A Song About Rosie and Who Told The Press?


"Louis.. Please just say something," I begged, my voice barely above a whisper as I stared out of the front window of Louis' car.

He made me come with him, the last thing he said before this silence was that he didn't want me anywhere near that flat when Zach woke up. To be honest neither did I.

"How... How long has he been doing this to you - no, how long have you been letting him do this to you? Because the Rosie I just saw get hit by her boyfriend is not the strong minded, brave and sassy Rosie I used to know and she certainly wouldn't stand for anything that just happened to you," Louis didn't make any eye contact with me as he spoke. Instead he kept his gaze fixed on the window, the silence engulfing us both.

The only noise audible was the heavy sound of our breathing and passing traffic outside. Other than that, nothing.

I didn't know what to say.

"She's gone," I simple replied, looking down at my lap in shame. "She's been gone for a while but the thing is, you haven't been here to notice. No one has because everyone I used to know is gone too. Zach cares about me Louis-"

"Cares?" Louis slammed on the brakes, causing the two of us to jolt forward, my heart nearly flying out of my mouth as we did so but Louis acted like nothing had happened. "Cares? If that's bloody well caring than I'd hate to see him on a day where you're pissing him off Rosie. What the hell is wrong with you?"

"He wasn't always like that Louis! He loved me. Things changed after two months. He had been going through a tough time at work and he.. Got drunk. And I was the punch bag for when he got home. For some weird reason though, I put up with it because apart from him and Karmen, I had no one. After a while.. he just stopped, I actually thought we were getting better and he made up for it all. He treated me like a princess. I should have known it was coming, I mean I've been seen it all before right? The only thing that hurts me is trusting someone who doesn't deserve it in the first place," I laughed dryly as there was so much hurt in my voice.

Louis reached his hand out for mine which lay idly on the clutch. His hand immediately engulfed mine, wrapping itself gently around it, obviously trying to comfort me until he paused, "This is all my fault," he dropped my hand and ran his own through his hair, sighing as he did so.

"No Louis. It's mine. I should have known. Nothing ever goes right for me anyway and you especially should know that," I stated bluntly, not caring if what I said effected Louis. I continued to look out of the window as it began to rain lightly, the droplets of water rattling lightly against the glass. A couple of seconds later, the car stopped and I realised that we had reached Louis' house. Neither of us moved though.

"I left you Rosie right when I thought things were actually going to work out between us," Louis paused almost as if he was hesitating to say something to me. He sighed once again, opened his mouth and then closed it again. "I.. I wrote you a song. Well it was meant to be a letter. I never had the courage to send it and I guess... It was kind of silly but I thought maybe you'd hear it one day and know it was about you. I thought it'd be a little more sentimental than it turned out but... Management thinks most of our songs need a 'catchy tune'." He paused and began to laugh at himself nervously.

"A song?" I asked, almost in disbelief of what he was telling me although I could feel my heart swelling up at his words.

"It's stupid.. I just thought you know maybe-"

I cut him off, placing my hand gently on his arm to stop him from babbling on. "Can I hear it?"

"I'd rather you hear it yourself. I don't think it'd be the same if I was there," he replied mysteriously and jumped out of the car without saying another word, pulling his denim jacket over his head to shield himself from the rain that was growing heavier by the second. I followed in his lead, squinting to stop the water from blinding me.

It was only when I was standing outside the door of Louis' massive house that I realised I was still in my outfit from the night before. I looked like a complete tramp, no wonder Zach called me a slut.

It was like a scene from Pretty Woman...

Lou took a deep breath before beginning to unlock the door. "The boys will be over later, you don't mind do you? There's plenty of room here anyway so you can stay the night," a wave of sudden awkwardness had washed over us and I couldn't have been more eager to hear the song.

I thanked him in gratitude and entered the house, staying close beside him.

Despite the fact that I was safe with Louis, I was scared to death that Zach would wake up and know where I was. The whole incident was less than half an hour before and my mouth was still bleeding from where he had hit me.

As I stood there taking in my surroundings, I realised just how big the house was. I knew that we were a little outside London but I never thought Louis to be the kind of person that would live on his own in a place like this.

I also ran over at least a million situations in my head where I could tell Louis about college. There's so many things he doesn't know and I've even been two afraid to admit them to myself.

"I'll lend you one of my hoodies and sweats if you want?" Lou asked, a light smile on his face as he arrived out of the kitchen, his mobile phone in his hand signalling that he had been on the phone. He obviously noticed me looking at it and said, "I've just been onto Niall, they're gonna bring some food and then later on I'll get your stuff. I think you should stay with me for a while."

I smiled weakly at him and nodded in acknowledgment. "Thanks Louis, for everything."

Louis then came close to me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me into his embrace which I gladly accepted. "I'll always lo-" he stopped mid-sentence and coughed rather awkwardly. I stepped away in confusion and looked at him, laughter on the verge of spilling from my mouth.

"You'll always what me?"

"I said look after you, yeah look after you. I'll always look after you Rosie," then he walked away, leaving me speechless.

That's not what he said.


As I lay in bed, my surroundings completely blurred from how tired I was, the TV was on and so was the news

"The now named - Rosie Moore - is said to be a close childhood friend of Louis Tomlinson. The two weren't always so friendly around each other - says a source close to the two," I stopped what I was doing immediately and tuned into what the presenter was saying.

So would reveal who I am to the press? Who gave them the right?

I jumped out of bed and sat on the edge of it as I listened intently. "The brunette used to be a fiery red-head with an attitude and also managed to be the victim of none other than Louis Tomlinson. Apparently Louis wasn't always the perfect boy band member he is today. Stay tuned for more information."

Oh my god...

You know that moment when someone finds out something about you that you thought would never come out.. Ever? Well at that moment I swear my whole world stopped.

"Did you just see the news?" Louis practically burst into the room, may I add he was also in just a towel. I had to do a double-take to realise that he was practically naked, his perfectly toned stomach on show.

"I uh...yeah, yeah I did," I cleared my throat, trying to recompose myself and then went straight back to my panicked state. "Who the bloody hell told them?"

"I don't know but I've a really bad feeling about this.." Louis admitted, running his hand through his damp hair slowly.

Before I knew it, I felt everything just pile on top of me. "It's everything at fucking once isn't it! I swear to god these past few aye have been hell for me!" I shouted to myself as I literally pulled my hair out. I began pacing back and forth, trying to let my anger out.

"Rosie calm down, it's just a news story, I'll talk to manage-"

"No!" I interrupted him, "you don't understand! I don't care about the news story. My whole life is falling apart and I can't even stop it. I..I got kicked out of college Lou, they called me right before you came and I guess I just cracked. Your fans aren't the nicest either. I did something I haven't done in a long time."

I slowly rolled up the sleeve of Louis' baggy jumper revealing the many past scars I had caused myself along with the new scratches of that day.

His eyes widened significantly at the sight and he began shaking his head as if in disbelief. "Rosie no. Why?" His eyes were misty and his face had paled too.

"I don't cope well with anything like this Louis. I've never been as strong as you make me out to be," he picked up my arm as I spoke and traced his thumb over the many scars, so gently that it almost tickled.

He raised my arm up to his mouth and kissed each scar lightly, he pulled my close into another one of his comforting hugs and this time he planted his lips softly on my forehead. "I promise everything is gonna be fine. Trust me."

I'm sorry it's so short! I just thought this was a good place to stop plus I barely had any time to write today so yeah...

Who do you think told the press about Rosie and Louis? Think back to The Marriage and Baby Project!

Also was there enough Rolou moments in this chapter or do you need more?

Thanks so much! :) xx
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