One Moment at a Time (Louis Tomlinson)

Bree Bailey has known Louis Tomlinson all her life, before he was famous. They were even a couple. That is, until he messed up. Bree hasn't seen Louis since that night, besides of course in magazines and on TV. And she is absolutely in pain. She misses Louis, but knows that there is a small chance of her ever seeing him again. But then, Louis comes back into town to visit his family- and things get rough from there.
This is a love story full of twists and heart break, if you love a good romance novel, then you'll love this book of Fan Fiction!

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18. A New Light (back to Bree's POV)

Bree's POV

     It had been almost two days since I woke up. Still no sign of Louis, or the rest of them. I had started to lose hope, yet Louis was all that I thought about.

     I felt the cool summer breeze on my face. Louis and a couple of my friends were swimming in the pool behind my house. Summer ended in two weeks, so we were trying to make the best of our last moments together. After all, Louis went to a private school and I went to the county's public school. We almost never saw each other during school season.

     Louis leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Do you want to go somewhere else?"

     "Where?" I replied, my heart already racing.

     "Somewhere special," Louis said, pulling himself out of the pool with a large smile on his face.

     I hurriedly followed him. He jumped onto his bike, his swim trunks still dripping wet from the pool. I slipped on my flip flops, jumped on my bike, and followed him.

     We raced out of my backyard and onto the street. Louis peddled fast, and it was difficult to keep up. We biked through the neighborhood, the familiar streets flashing by me. We peddled all the way to the outskirts of town, where the beach was.

     Instead of going to the beach, however, we turned left and headed towards the woods. We went around until Louis stopped at a dirt path.

     "You ready?" he said, still smiling.

     I nodded, getting back onto my bike.

     He quickly biked through the woods, making sure not to stray from the dirt path. I followed, not as quickly, biking over tree roots and sticks. Louis kept going for what seemed like forever, until I could see the ocean glistening through the trees.

     Louis stopped at a tall, round building. Being 7, I didn't know what it was.

     "What is this place?" I said, stepping off my bike and looking up at the ginormous building.

     "It's called a lighthouse," he said, also hopping off his bike. "It used to be used to show ships where they are going."

     "Cool!" I said, going up to the door.

     Louis stepped in front of me and opened up the door. It looked dark and scary inside, despite the sunlight shining in through the windows.

     "This way," he said, going over to the rusty stairs.

     "We have to climb up these?" I said, cautiously stepping on the steps.

     He giggled at me. "Yes. Don't worry, I've done this before."

     We climbed up thousands of stairs, that kept swirling around the light house. After what felt like forever, we reached a door. Louis opened it up and climbed up a few more stairs. He held out his hand, helping me up. We were surrounded by large glass windows. You could see the woods from one side, and the beach on the other. The ocean glimmered from the sun, and the sand sparkled.

     "Wow.." I said, going up to the window, "this sure is special."

     The sound of my room's door opening brought me out of my thoughts. Diego, the man who once called himself Mr. Higgins, walked in with a plate filled with steak and steaming vegetables. He closed the door behind him and walked over to me. He set the food down on the night stand and sat beside me on the bed. He hadn't hurt me yet.

     "Good evening, Bree," he said. He acted like a true gentlemen, which made me question him even more.

     "Hi.." I replied, reaching for my food. He gave me the most delicious food I had ever tasted. Gourmet meals three times a day.

      I haven't talked much, though. This man scared me greatly.

     "You don't talk much," he said, looking at me.

     I looked down at my food. "Sorry," I said, shoving a mouthful of steak into my mouth.

     "No need to apologize," he said, still studying me. "I just wonder why you've been so cooperative. You haven't even tried to escape. Did you want to get away from Louis?"

     I looked at him sharply. "No. I love Louis with all my heart."

     "Well maybe he doesn't love you, darling. He hasn't even attempted to save you yet. He left you stranded here, all alone. He's probably out partying with other girls," he said, chuckling.

     "SHUT UP!" I screamed.

      "I like it when you're mad," he said, grabbing me and pulling me in for a kiss.

     I kicked and tried to scream, but Diego easily held me back.

     I heard the crash of a door being opened, but Diego didn't budge. I felt like 1,000 pounds was being pushed onto me.

     Then, all of the sudden, all that weight was lifted off.

     I opened my eyes to see Louis, yes my beloved Louis, beating the crap out of Diego. He wouldn't hold back, swinging left and right constantly. Liam rushed over to me, picking me up and running out of the room.

     "Thank you!" I shouted holding onto Liam tightly. He smiled down at me as we rushed out of the building.

     We ran outside to a waiting car and quickly jumped in. The car sped away, towards Stone Cobbler and away from that stupid prison.

     "What about Louis?" I said, looking back.

     "Another car is there, waiting for him. Don't worry," Liam reassured me, combing through my hair with his fingers.

     I laid my head on his shoulder, excited to tell my mom and the rest of the group all about my days with Diego. I was ready to get answers.

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