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.


41. Rainstorm

14 Months Ago...

"It's not like I can help it Sophie, it's my job!"

"I understand that Louis, I'm not an idiot! I just feel like you're completely forgetting about me here lately, I hardly ever see you!"

"Well excuse me for having to go on tour, I forgot that the whole world revolves around you!"

Sophie spun on her heel and gave Louis the most furious look he'd ever seen on her. Her blonde hair was falling in front of her face and her eyes had gone red. Louis' own eyes widened in surprise at her fury and he took an involuntary step back. Sophie slowly began walking towards him, putting emphasis on every single word she said.

"I do not think the world revolves around me Louis," she spat out, "I sacrifice so much for you, and you know this. I wave goodbye to you everytime you get on a plane, I stay home and watch every interview by myself, I put up with the paparazzi and the haters, and I do all of it because I love you. But here lately, it feels like I don't even have a husband anymore!" She threw her hands up in the air, exasperated. Tears began to brim at her eyes. "I just...I'm starting to feel like you don't even love me anymore."

Louis' mouth opened with a slight 'pop'. She honestly thought that he didn't love her anymore? That was crazy, absolutely ridiculous! It drove him insane to be away from her when he had to go to band functions that she couldn't attend. How could she ever think that?

Louis was so stunned at her outburst that he honestly couldn't think of anything to say. He just stared at her, a bewildered look on his face. Sophie, however, mistook his silence for the alternative. She looked up at him expectantly, waiting on him to refute her claim, but he couldn't even form words. Something clicked in her head and an immense look of hurt came across her beautiful face, and Louis realized what she was thinking.

Before he could get out words to explain, Sophie wheeled around and grabbed her purse and her car keys from the kitchen table, and began storming towards the front door.

Louis finally remembered how to speak and began to follow her, hot on her heels, saying, "No Sophie, you don't understand, I--"

"Fuck you Louis." Sophie said bluntly, and the pain was evident in her voice. Silent tears streamed down her flushed cheeks.

"No Sophie wait, please! It's pouring rain outside!" Louis shouted as she flung open the front door and began flying down the steps into the freezing rain. She was only wearing red sweats, gray ugg boots and a white tshirt. Louis chased her all the way to her car, shouting for her to stop, and to please just let him explain. She ignored him and threw open the driver's side door and got into her bright yellow Camaro soaking wet and chilled to the bone.

Louis continued to shout even though she was starting up the vehicle at this point. Cold water droplets dripped from his hair, his nose, his long eyelashes. He was freezing, but it didn't faze him.

"Sophie please, just listen to me!"

Sophie didn't though, nor did she even look at him. Instead, she put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway before slamming the gas and speeding off down the road. She only glanced in the rearview mirror for a second, but it was long enough to see Louis standing in the driveway, looking after her with a defeated slump to his shoulders; his silky brown hair flat and stuck to his forehead, wearing just boxars and a tshirt as he stood in the cold, wet, midnight downpour.


It only took a few minutes for the tears to begin falling relentlessly. Sophie sobbed and slammed her hand on the steering wheel over and over again, cursing Louis and cursing One Direction and cursing herself.

At first, Sophie was driving no where in particular, just away from her and Louis' flat. She couldn't believe that he hadn't even made an attempt to deny her accusation that he didn't love her anymore. Did that make it true? Did he not love her anymore? She would completely understand if that were the case, though. After all, she never really understood why he fell in love with her in the first place. She was a nobody, an average girl who came from an average life. She wasn't famous, she wasn't incredibly attractive, she wasn't stick thin. It just didn't make sense. Louis deserved someone better than her. He was an internationally famous pop star after all; he deserved to be married to someone more...on his level.

The digital clock in Sophie's Camaro read that it was 12:14 a.m. After about fifteen minutes or so of driving and crying, Sophie looked around at where she was.

I recognize this place, Sophie thought to herself. And she did recognize it. It was a very familiar avenue, one that brought back several memories; both good and bad.

The back of Sophie's mind was screaming, No you idiot, turn around! Drive somewhere else, just not here! but she ignored it. Something was overtaking her rational thought processing. She was angry, she was hurt, she was in pain. And she knew just what -- or who, rather -- could take that pain away. Someone who actually loved her.

Sophie turned her blinker on and turned right, into the familiar high end district that she had been to so many times. As she drove, Sophie shivered and her teeth chattered. Her clothes were soaked all the way through and the heat in her car wasn't working. Her wet hair dripped continually.

Sophie finally saw the house number 104, and pulled in. She shut off the car and just sat for a moment, staring up at the familiar flat and ignoring the water droplets dripping from her eyelashes. She couldn't tell if they were from rain or tears.

She finally forced herself to step out of the car, and her legs suddenly felt very wobbly. How many times had she done this before; sneak out late at night to come here? It seemed like ages ago...

The rain had fortunately changed to a light drizzle now, instead of the torentous downpour she'd experienced at her own flat. She closed the door shut and slowly walked up to the door.

Sophie took in a deep breath and lightly knocked.

Suddenly, she heard laughter inside. She recognized one laugh, but the other was unfamiliar. It was most definitely a girl though.

Sophie's jaw dropped and she backed away from the door in shock. What was she doing here? Oh gosh, I'm an idiot, I'm a bloody idiot, she thought to herself as she began to jog down the porch steps and speedwalk back to her car.

"So stupid, Sophie" she muttered to herself, trying to get back to the safety of her vehicle as quickly as she could.

The front door opened behind her and she heard chuckling. "Yeah babe, gimme just one sec, I thought I heard someone--"

The familiar voice cut himself off, and Sophie froze. She had just gotten to the bottom of the porch steps and had been planning on sprinting down the walkway to her car, but the sound of his voice made her heart stop. He had called someone inside 'babe', and had been laughing. He hadn't sounded so cheerful, since...

"Sophie?" he asked, surprised. "Sophie is that you? What the hell are you doing here?"

Sophie very slowly turned around on her heel and looked up at the doorway where he was leaning.

She took in a shaky breath.

"H-Hey Liam."

There was a tense silence, and he just stared at her, a look of mixed confusion and shock on his face. She stood there as well, arms crossed over her chest, chill bumps on her arms, hair soaking wet. He was wearing jeans and a nice shirt, untucked on one side, and unbuttoned slightly at the top.

Liam opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, an attractive girl bounced up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, laughing and saying, "Who's out there?" Sophie cringed and looked down at her feet, her cheeks flushing red. Liam didn't look away from Sophie's face, nor did he respond to the girl in his house.

"Sophie what are you doing? Why are you soaking wet?" He asked, with a slight undertone of anger. She wasn't surprised. After all, he did have every reason in the world to hate her.

Sophie looked back up at him and opened her mouth to form words, but just couldn't. The girl inside had stopped smiling and was now looking back and forth between Liam and Sophie. She was pretty, Sophie had to admit it. She had long, straight brunette hair and deep set green eyes. She was wearing skinny jeans and a hoody, and she was a few inches taller than Sophie.

A few seconds of awkward silence passed and the girl opened her mouth to speak, "Um, Liam I think I'm gonna go."

It took Liam a moment to process what the girl had said, he was still glaring down at Sophie. Finally, he turned to look at his guest. "What? No, you don't have to go, stay" he pleaded. Sophie bit her lip so hard she thought she might break the skin, and looked away, trying to hold back even more tears. He used to say the same thing to her, so long ago.

The girl chuckled and kissed Liam on the cheek. "No, you have something to take care of. I'll see you tomorrow babe, don't worry." Liam smiled at her sadly and pecked her on the lips. Could they hear Sophie's heart cracking?

The pretty brunette reached behind the door and grabbed her purse, pulling her hood up before stepping out into the rain. As she passed Sophie to head towards her car (Sophie assumed she was driving the silver Porsche), she looked at Sophie and gave her a pity smile. Sophie just stared at her with an unchanging expression.

Liam leaned against the doorway and stared at Sophie, who in turn watched the girl drive away. As the silver Porsche's red taillights disappeared out of sight, she finally turned to look up at Liam and was surprised that he was glaring at her. His lips were set in a tight line and his body was rigid against the door frame.

"What do you want Sophie?" he called out over the rain, which had started to pour down even harder.

"I-I..." Sophie tried to stutter out a response but she couldn't think of anything. Why had she come here?

"You...what?" Liam asked smugly, shrugging his shoulders. "You wanted to 'stop by and say hey'? Or did you just want to come see if I was still lying on the floor heartbroken? Because I'm not. I've moved on Sophie, I'm not going to chase after you my whole life you know. You made your choice and I've accepted it. I'm actually living my life now. I'm happy for once."

Liam's words were harsh, and Sophie felt like a knife had been stabbed through her gut. Her breathing became shallow and she looked down at the ground so he wouldn't see the tears cascading from her eyes. Her shoulders shook and her whole body shivered, but it wasn't from the cold.

"Y-You're right" she stuttered out, "I'm sorry I came, I-I'll leave."

Sophie turned to go, keeping her head down to avoid Liam's gaze. She certainly didn't need to come off as any more weak and pathetic than he already viewed her as.

Liam said nothing and watched her walk back over to her car, fumbling with her keys. She couldn't get her fingers around the car key since her hands were so numb from the cold, and she cursed under her breath, reaching up every few seconds to wipe her nose.

Liam sighed in the doorway and rubbed his forehead in frustration. He hadn't meant for the words to come out as harshly as they had, and even though Sophie tried to hide the hurt on her face, he had seen it all the same.

"Don't do it Liam, just let her leave" he muttered to himself as he watched her try to unlock her car. It was freezing and she was soaked to the bone in just her sweats and tshirt. He put his forehead against the door frame and hit it with his fist. "Ah fuck" he muttered, lifting his head up and bounding down the steps and down the walkway to Sophie.

Sophie heard him behind her and called out over her shoulder in a shaky voice, "I'm fine, I just gotta find...the right key and--" As Liam got closer she tried to hurry herself, but just ended up dropping the keys on the wet pavement. "Shit, shit, shit" she muttered under her breath, bending down and trying to pick up the keys, sniffling and crying.

Liam cooly walked up behind Sophie and knelt down next to her. "I'm fine, I'm leaving I just--"

"Sophie" Liam cut her off calmly, placing his hand over top of hers to stop her frantic movements. Sophie froze and dipped her head down, shaking from the sobs.

"I'm s-sorry Liam, I know I keep r-ruining everything f-for you and I--"

"Hey, shh, shh, come on now" Liam cut her off and put his arms around her waist, helping her to stand. When she was fully upright, he bent down and picked up her keys, then stood back up and put an arm around her, supporting the majority of her weight. "Come on, let's go inside."

Then Liam led Sophie inside his flat.

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