Louis Doesn't Have To Know

Sophie Ayers never intended on meeting Louis, yet she was so thankful that she did. He showed her what it was to love, and how it was to BE loved. He healed her broken heart, and did it with that gorgeous smile on his face. But when Danielle and Liam break up and Sophie goes to comfort him, he tells Sophie it was because Danielle suspected him of having feelings for HER...and that his ex girlfriend wasn't wrong. Sophie soon finds herself caught in an addictive web of lies, schemes, and cheating. She falls in love with BOTH One Direction boys, and is unable to choose one over the other. Liam has an idea though: Louis doesn't have to know...right?
<<<WARNING>>> There are scenes of a sexual nature in this movella.

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36. Heartbeat

Inside the cabin...

"Oh my G-- Louis!" Sophie screams, losing the small grip she had on the edge of her already fragile mental state. She tries to push past Liam and enter the room, but he turns one-hundred and eighty degrees and stands in front of her small frame to block her entry. "No Liam, let me through!" she screams as she punches his chest and tries to push him out of the way. Liam says nothing and firmly holds his ground, putting both of his hands on Sophie's waist to hold her back. He looks over the top of her head, as he doesn't have the emotional strength to look at her face, streaming with tears. Her eyes are wide with a mixture of shock and terror and she begins to shout and scream insults and other obscenities. 

After about a minute, Sophie stops screaming and punching Liam, and collapses into tears against his chest. Liam tries not to cry as well, and wraps his arms around Sophie tightly. A few seconds pass and he leans back to look at Sophie. He inhales shakily through his nostrils and ignores the two or three tears that escape from his big brown eyes. "Sophie, I-I'm gonna see if he's...if he's..." Liam couldn't finish, but Sophie understands and she closes her eyes shutly tight and shakes her head. Liam takes in a sharp breath and says "Alright, how about y-you just...I don't know...turn around or something?" Sophie opens her eyes slowly and looks up at Liam through the shimmering tears.

"O-okay" she says shakily. With that, she turns her back to the room and faces the hallway so that she doesn't have to see what is inside.

Liam takes in a deep breath, stands up straight, and blinks a few times slowly to regain his composure. He wipes away the few stray tears and turns on his heel to face the bedroom.

Louis is sprawled out across the bed, and his left hand is still holding a whiskey flask. He is wearing boxars and a tshirt, and he obviously hasn't shaved in weeks, it doesn't even look like he has showered. There are empty alchohol containers and orange prescription canisters all over the room, and an ash tray with two used blunts was on the bedside table. A lamp has been torn from the wall and thrown across the room, and the bulb has shattered. The vanity mirror has been shattered as well, and the cuts on Louis' fist make it obvious that he punched the glass. Those aren't the only cuts though; his left arm has four horizontal slashes on them, not deep, but still visible. The pocket knife he used is still on the bed with him, the tip encrusted in blood.

Louis is still. Unmoving. Quiet.

"God," Liam whispers a prayer, taking painstakingly slow steps closer and closer to the bed, "please let him just be passed out. Please don't let him be...dead, God. Just...please."

Four steps away.

"Sophie needs him."

Three steps away.

"Lilly needs him."

Two steps away.

"The boys need him."

Just one more step.

"God, I need him."

Then Liam is there. Right beside Louis; his best friend, the guy he hates and loves the most. He is so still...Liam can't even tell if he is breathing or not. 

Sophie suddenly interrupts the tense silence with a small sniffle. Liam whips his head around and is thankful to see that she still has her back to the gruesome sight.

He slowly turns his head back around to Louis and takes a big gulp. There is only one way to know if Louis is just unconscious, or... dead.

Liam slowly and shakily places both of his palms against the bed on either side of Louis, and leans his face down. His entire body is trembling uncontrollably as he presses his ear down against Louis' chest.

Liam stops breathing for a minute and holds his breath, listening carefully. Louis' chest is so cold...

Nothing.

"God please, please, just please"

Stillness.

"Oh no, come on Louis, come on."

Quiet.

"Don't do this to me Louis, don't you dare."

The tears begin to fall.

"Louis you bastard, wake up. Wake up!"

"Liam?"

Sophie's quiet voice.

He leans back and looks down at Louis' ragged face.

"WAKE UP YOU ASSHOLE!"

Unmoving.

"DON'T YOU FUCKING DO THIS LOUIS! DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE!"

"Liam stop! Please!"

Liam hears nothing. No heartbeat, no breathing, no life. All he hears is the deafiningly loud sound of nothingness.

Liam slaps Louis across the face.

"WAKE UP!"

"Liam quit it!"

Another slap.

"WAKE UP YOU SON OF A BITCH! JUST WAKE UP!"

Sophie tugs at his shoulders but he feels nothing. Simply nothing.

Liam begins pounding Louis' chest with every ounce of his strength.

"DON'T YOU LEAVE US TOMLINSON, WE NEED YOU! WE NEED YOU LOUIS!"

Liam is hysterical now, and Sophie tries to pull him away, screaming at him to stop, but to no avail.

"BREATHE YOU BASTARD, BREATHE! JUST ONE BREATH, PLEASE!"

Sobs rock Liam's body.

"Please Louis, oh God, please. I...I need you Lou..." Liam's tears become silent, and Sophie stops screaming.

Silence falls over the room, and death fills the air. The only sound is tears falling from Liam and Sophie's eyes. Sophie wraps her arms around Liam's neck and presses her face into his back, her petite body convulsing from silent sobs.

"Oh God, Louis, no..."

Liam collapses onto Louis' chest, and Sophie still holds on tightly around his neck. He puts his hand on one of her arms and holds her close to him, sniffing through snot and tears.

It finally hits Liam. The gravity of his relationship with Louis. A part of him may hate Louis because his friend got the girl and he didn't. A part of him may despise his bandmate for abandoning his wife and daughter before hearing the whole situation. But no matter how much he may hate Louis, for whatever reason...this boy is his brother. His best friend. His family. Life without Louis is unimaginable. Unfathomable. Inconceivable. He had taken the past four years with Louis so for granted because he was holding such a stupid grudge. He hated Louis for so long...but for what? For being happy? For marrying a wonderful girl and having a beautiful child? What kind of a monster was he? What kind of person could ever--

Liam's mind stops cold in its tracks.

What was that?

Two silent seconds pass.

Again. He hears it again.

Liam inhales sharply and his eyes get wide. He stops breathing.

"Liam?" Sophie asks.

"Shhh!"

He presses his ear even closer to Louis' cold, hard chest.

"C'mon Lou, c'mon..." he mutters almost inaudibly.

Then, he hears it. It's faint, but there is no doubt in his mind, no question as to what it is. That sound is unmistakable, and undeniable. It's the universal sound of love. It's the noise of life.

Lub-dub.

Louis' heart is beating.

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