Heart Attack

Things you can’t explain. Like, why these two particular humans fell so deeply and madly for each other. And why their relationship has to be such a hard one.

**A/N - The writer of this story is Sophie**


2. A Crush To Love Of My Life

Louis’ P.O.V:


Since the first time Amelia called me her, Harry and I have done a fair bit of organising, and we finally managed to find a date to meet.  So, here I am.  It’s the 8th of June 2011 and I’m at Heathrow, on my way to Terminal 3, minutes away from Amelia arriving.  A few days after we had organised this all, Harry received an invitation inviting him to one of his best friends from school’s 18th which happens to be today.


His mum came and got him (because he doesn’t have a license yet) to go up to Holmes Chapel earlier this morning, and will be back tomorrow at around lunch, so it’s my responsibility to make sure Amelia is taken care of.  I don’t mind that one bit though.  It’s not usually like me, but I was beginning to become a bit nervous.  Yes, I was still crushing on this girl, which Harry and the boys did know about.


I got to the airport on time and all, but I wasn’t expecting it to be this busy.  I was slightly worried that I wouldn’t get to the airport in time to meet her there. 


I was so caught up in my thoughts that I walked straight into someone.  They seemed rather delicate, so I presumed it was a girl.


Girl: I’m so sorr-


I looked up, and our eyes met.


Girl: Louis.

Me: Amelia.


We stared out at each other for ages, just smiling.  She was truly the most beautiful girl I had seen in my whole entire life.  Her smile lit up my whole world, and her blue eyes were just magical.  She had her gorgeous brown wavy hair ties up in two plaits which fell perfectly over her shoulders.  I had never experienced a feeling like this before. 


I thought I was going crazy, but I was madly, madly in love.  I had fell for her in a matter of seconds, and something inside of me was screaming that she was the one.


Amelia: Um, maybe we should move out of this crowd.

Me: At least someone here’s smart.  Grab my hand so we don’t lose each other.


She smiled, and placed her hand in mine.  Her touch was so gentle and soft; I never wanted to let her hand go. 


Amelia’s P.O.V:


I grabbed Louis’ hand, as he told me, and began to lead me out of the crowd.  His touch was a strange but nice feeling.  I also felt very safe with him, like he’d never let anything get in my way.  It was an odd feeling, but I like odd feelings.  We were out of the crowd within two minutes, and sadly, we let go of each other.


Louis: I’m glad we’re out of there.  Let’s go and get your bags, then we can grab some lunch.


I got my luggage of the carousel, and Louis offered to carry it for me, which was really sweet of him.  We got up to the food court, where I had been a few times before.  The two of us got Macca’s, then sat down at a table to eat it. 


Louis: So, you’re the girl I’ve been talking to and dying to meet?

Me: You sound surprised.

Louis: Well, I guess I am.  I had seen you in the pictures on Facebook and Twitter and thought you were pretty, but in real life… you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.


I didn’t know what to say.  I really didn’t think I was that beautiful, but I figured if I told him that he was only saying that, him being the really sweet person he is, he would just try to convince me that I am.


Me: Aww thanks.

Louis: You’re very welcome.  So, have you ever stayed in London before?

Me: I’ve had to pass through to get to Holmes Chapel plenty of times, but I’ve never got to chance to stay here overnight or anything, or even see any sights.

Louis: Well love, welcome to London.  I am officially your personal tour guide.


I had to laugh, but it also felt weird that Louis wanted to do all of this for me.


Me: Ah, okay.


After we finished our lunch, we walked out of the airport and began to drive to Louis and Harry’s flat.  It was rather silent for most of the drive, but it wasn’t awkward at all.  The whole drive I was staring out the window looking at the magnificent scenery, and I couldn’t wait to see more of it. 


At one stage, I looked over at Louis, who was concentrating on the road.  I stared at him for a while, then began to think about the odd feelings I still have. 


Here I am, sitting in Louis Tomlinson’s car, with butterflies all through my tummy and my heart beating a million miles an hour.  I had continuously had these feelings since I first laid my eyes on him, when we bumped into each other.  I studied him a bit more.  His bright blue eyes, his soft looking lips, and the way his hair fell perfectly.  I looked at his strong and muscly arms, and his hand which was firmly gripping the steering wheel, while the other grips the gear stick.  Everything. 


I remembered how safe I felt when Louis held my hand before.  I felt like his hand was the one that I was supposed to hold for the rest of my life, because it just felt so right before.  I suddenly realised that all these feelings lead to me being in love.  I had gone from crushing on this celebrity, to falling in love with the same guy at first sight.  It was weird to think that, but it happened. 


Louis: Ami, are you okay?

Me: Sorry, what?

Louis: You seem a little out of it. 

Me: I just zoned out for a while, that’s all.

Louis: I want you to know that if you ever have a problem, you can talk to me.

Me: Okay, but trust me.  There isn’t a problem.

Louis: Alright then.


We soon arrived at Louis and Harry’s building, and Louis drove down into the basement, swiping his card on the way in.  Louis parked in his carpark, and we both got out, walking around to his boot.  He lifted my suitcase out for me, and then locked the car.  He carried it over to the lift for me, and had to swipe the card before he pressed any buttons to go up.


Me: Why are they so big on security here?

Louis: Funnily enough, it’s only been like this since Harry and I’ve lived here.

Me: So, the real estate agent did this all so that youz wouldn’t be invaded by fans?

Louis: Exactly, and they even got three extra cards made for Niall, Liam and Zayn, because they’re hanging out here that often. 

Me: That’s handy that you don’t have to come down here every single time.

Louis: Yeah, I thought so too.


Louis’ P.O.V:


We got up to the top level of our building where our apartment is.  We rent the penthouse, so were pretty lucky.  We have our own personal pool up here, too.  I unlocked our door, and the look on Amelia’s face as we walked in was priceless.


Amelia: Oh my god, youz are so lucky to have this place.

Me: Why do you think the boys are hanging out over here all the time?  I’ll show you to your room.

Amelia: Thanks. 


I walked through the lounge room and up the hallway to our main guest room, and I could hear Amelia following.  I opened the door to her room, and sat her suitcase on her bed for her.


Amelia: I can’t believe I get to stay here for two whole weeks.

Me: I can’t believe you are either.


She began blushing, and it started to really get to me and make me feel weak at the knees.


Amelia’s P.O.V:


I heard my phone indicate I had text from my pocket.  I pulled it out and seen that it was from Harry.  I read it, and couldn’t help but smile.


Louis: Who is it?

Me: Styles.  He’s asking if you’re taking care of me.

Louis: Of course I am.  I would never be doing anything less than that.  Come out here and I’ll get you a drink.


I followed Louis out to the kitchen, and leant up against the bench. 


Louis: Coke?

Me: Sure.


As Louis poured me a glass, I texted Harry back and said:


“Of course he is, in fact he’s pouring me a drink right now.  There’s absolutely nothing to worry about :) x”


I put my phone down on the bench as he gave me my glass.  He had one for himself too, and we drunk our cokes in the kitchen.  We then put the glasses in the dishwasher. 


Me: So, when am I gonna meet the rest of the boys?

Louis: Um, you can now if you like.

Me: Awesome.

Louis: I’ll text them to come over.


Louis’ P.O.V:


I texted Liam, Zayn and Niall and said:


“Want to come over meet Amelia???”


I got texts back from three of them saying that they’d be here soon.  Damn.  I was hoping I could get some more time with Amelia alone, so I could get to know her a bit better.  Oh well.  We’d get a lot more time for that over the next two weeks anyway.  Hopefully.


Amelia’s P.O.V:


Niall, Liam and Zayn arrived within 10 minutes.  They were all so nice and welcoming of me, and were really fun to have a good laugh with.  At one stage, I took an empty plate, which originally had cake on it (Niall scoffed that all down pretty quickly) into the kitchen and put it in the dishwasher.  I heard footsteps behind me, and I turned around to see Liam standing there smiling at me.


Me: Hey Liam.

Liam: Hey, could I talk to you?

Me: Yeah, sure.


Liam came up and leant against the kitchen bench facing the centre, next to me.


Me: So, what’s wrong?

Liam: Everyone here is aware of your crush on Louis.

Me: Okay, what about it?

Liam: I can’t help but notice when you look at him that you’re feeling more than that.

Me: Is it really that obvious?

Liam: To us it is, but maybe not Louis.

Me:  Whatever, it’s true.  I have fallen in love with Louis.  I just... I have no idea what to do about it.

Liam: What do you mean?

Me: I’ve never had luck with guys before.  I’ve had three boyfriends, and two of those cheated on me.  The last one called me a stupid slut and hit me across the face because I wouldn’t give him another chance.

Liam: No offence, but they’re idiots.  Someone as amazing you definitely doesn’t deserve to be treated like that.

Me: Thanks, I guess.

Liam: And besides, does Louis really seem like the type of person that would do that?

Me: No, but I could never be sure.  Sometimes I feel like I could just give up guys for good.

Liam: You couldn’t completely.  You still need Harry in your life, your dad, your brother, and me of course.

Me: You get what I mean.

Liam: Louis may seem like all he aims to do in life is be a joker and make people laugh, but that isn’t him at all.  At heart, he’s actually takes romance very seriously, and if he ever saw a guy taking a girl for granted, he’d hit them over the head with a baseball bat.

Me: That’s so sweet, but he’d never feel the same way about me, or even like me for that matter.

Liam: Alright, I probably shouldn’t be saying this, but ever since Louis friended you on Facebook he’s had a little crush on you.


I was completely speechless, and never thought even if it came to the end of the world that this would happen.


Me: Are… are you sure?

Liam: Yep, he’s told us.  And every single time he gets of the phone to you or whatever, he always has a smile on his face and is in the best mood ever. 

Me: Seriously?  How could he ever crush on a normal person like me?

Liam: You know I wouldn’t even be surprised if he feels like you do now.


I’m sure Liam was just being nice and was trying to make me feel better about my feelings.  We soon walked back out to the lounge room, where the boys had started a game of Fifa on the PlayStation 3.  Louis was so cute to watch, and couldn’t help but laugh.  I reached for my phone and seen that it was about 5:30pm. 


Me: Hey Lou, what are we doing for dinner?

Louis: We could just have it here if you like.

Me: Yeah, that’ll be fine.  I was just wondering because I was gonna go and have a shower, if that’s okay.

Louis: Yeah, absolutely.  Go for your life.

Me: Thanks. 


I walked up the hallway into my room, getting my pyjamas, bath towel, soap etc.


When I was in the shower I did a lot of thinking, all about Louis.  I had never really believed in love at first sight, but now I have different opinions on that kind of stuff all together.  To be totally honest, I could go the end of the world for him.  I loved him endlessly, and I felt inside that he was the love of my life.  He was the one for me. 


Louis’ P.O.V:


Yes, Amelia had only to gone to have a shower, but oddly, I really missed her.  I must have been looking pretty depressed, because the boys started to ask me why I was looking so down.


Niall: What’s with the sad face?

Me: It’s… It’s nothing to worry about.

Niall: I can tell it isn’t.

Me: Alright, fine.  I miss Ami.

Zayn: Seriously?

Liam: Just go in there and see her.

Me: C’mon, I can’t walk in her having a shower.

Liam: True, but we know you want to.

Me: Boys, that’s enough.  I can’t help how in love I am.  I can’t control my feelings.

Niall: Ooh, I wonder what Styles is gonna think about you crushing on his cousin.

Me: That he already knows.  Me loving her is a completely different story.  You know what?  I don’t care what he says!  I will never stop loving her for anything in the whole entire world!

Zayn: Geez, pipe down loudmouth.  She’ll hear you!

Me: Sorry.

Liam: You sound like you really love her Tommo.

Me: Yeah, I do.  I know it’s saying a lot, but I would never give up on her.


I lied down and got comfortable, because I suddenly felt like this conversation was getting very serious.


Niall: Well, I think youz would be cute together.

Zayn: Yeah, me too.

Me: Oh really?

Liam: Absolutely.

Niall: Is it only now that you love her or-

Me: Since I first laid my eyes on her.  Heathrow was really busy today, and-

Zayn: So?

Me: Just let me finish.  I was worried that I wouldn’t be at Terminal 3 before she arrived, which I wasn’t.  I happened to quite literally bump into her, she began to apologize, and then… it happened.  My heart was racing, and if I didn’t start walking my knees would have turned into jelly.  When we were walking out of the crowd and I was holding her hand so we didn’t lose each other… god, just… they fitted perfectly together.  Her touch was… she’s like… an angel.

Niall: Yeah, we get it.  You wanna be with her, one day get married and have kids with her.

Me: Well, I didn’t really think about it that way, but yeah, I’d be nice.

Liam: Hey, shh.


Liam’s P.O.V:


I heard one of the most amazing voices I’ve ever heard come from up the hallway.  When I told the boys to be quiet and listen, I knew they could hear it too.  It was Amelia singing, and Louis was going absolutely crazy in admiration. 


Zayn: Holy shit, that girl can sing?

Niall: Why the hell did Styles never tell us about this?

Liam: Boys, follow me. 


The four of us quietly tiptoed up the hallway, and were still hearing that voice.  It sounded like it was coming from the guest room she was staying in, so we figured we’d stand, not in the doorway (the door was open), but slightly to the side of it.  We all listened to her until the moment we were hoping never would happen, happened.  She stood in the doorway, giving us a disapproving look.


Louis’ P.O.V:


Amelia was so cute even when she was annoyed.  Since she had been in the shower, she had put on a black singlet, and a pair of baby pink flannelette pyjama pants.  She pulled her gorgeous hair out of the plaits they were in earlier, and had brushed into a high ponytail. 


She’s so pretty in general and I felt absolutely honoured to even be in her presence.  Her annoyed look turned into a sweet smile when she looked at me.  She began to giggle when she seen the frightened looks on the boys’ faces.  What were those guys thinking?  How could you ever be scared of someone as beautiful as Amelia?


Amelia: What do you think youz are doing?

Me: Ask Liam.  He’s the one that dragged us here.


She looked straight at Liam giving him a questioning look.


Liam: Well you see, I heard the most beautiful angelic voice coming from up here somewhere, and I could tell the boys were hearing the same thing as me, so here we are.

Me: Amelia?


She looked back at me with a big grin on her face.


Amelia: Yes?

Me: You’re amazing.  Not just your voice, but everything about you.


She looked down at her feet and was going a deep shade of pink in the cheeks. 


Me: Sorry if I embarrassed you.

Amelia: Nah, that’s really sweet Lou.

Liam: Hey, you didn’t say that when I told you were amazing.

Amelia: Oi, zip it.


What did she mean by that?


Liam: Sorry.

Niall: Anyway, back to that voice.  Where the hell did it come from?


She just shrugged her shoulders.


Amelia: Please don’t start telling me that I need to do something about it and get myself famous, because that’s what Harry keeps on telling me.  I don’t want anything like that.  I like where am now, and business is what I want to do.

Me: We won’t, but you truly do have an incredible voice.

Zayn: Tommo’s absolutely right you know.

Amelia: Thanks, I guess.


I have always wanted a girl that could sing to me to sleep every night, but having Amelia singing me to sleep was something more than I could ever, ever wish for.


Amelia’s P.O.V:


The boys stayed for about another 10 minutes, then said goodbye for the night.  Louis went off to have his shower, while I prepared us some macaroni and cheese.  It was great spending this time alone with Louis, so I could get to know the real person that he was, instead of having to watch video diaries on YouTube to hear his jokes.


Just as I was putting our dinner into bowls, I heard footsteps behind me.  I turned around and was so unprepared for what I saw.  Louis, the love of my life, was shirtless, wearing just red and yellow checked flannelette pyjama pants.  He had the most amazing biceps and abs; I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.  I quickly drew my sight off him (unfortunately) so it wasn’t completely obvious that I was so madly in love.  


Me: Nice timing, because dinner was just served.

Louis: Awesome.


He grabbed one of the bowls of the bench and took a fork out of the draw, beginning to walk out of the room. 


Me: Lou, aren’t we gonna eat at the table?

Louis: Of course not.  You should know that I’m probably one of the messiest people that you would ever meet.  Harry and I hardly eat at the table.  We only would for like, really special occasions.

Me: That makes sense.  I mean, youz are just two teenage boys living together, but at home we’re a family, so I guess it’s different there.

Louis: I get what you mean.  When I go home we always eat at the table too.


I grabbed a fork out of the draw also, and following him out to the lounge room.  We sat down on the couch next to each other and were having a really good laugh.  When we finished our pasta, we had vanilla ice-cream in a bowl with strawberries and peaches.  We didn’t feel like a full serve each so we just prepared one and used two spoons. 


After we ate, we went and put all our used dishes in the dishwasher, then went out and relaxed on the couch while fiddling around on Twitter.  We were having a good laugh reading all the ridiculous things people were tweeting.


Louis: Hey, I have an idea. 


I turned to him and looked into his perfect blue eyes, which even had a slight sparkle to the beautifulness in them.  I couldn’t help but smile; I was possibly blushing, and yes.  Louis noticed.


Louis: Don’t tell me you still have a crush on me.

Me: Well, I guess know that I’ve actually meet you it has toned down a bit, but a little bit still, I guess.


Lie.  I was in love with him.


Louis: I just… I don’t get what you see in me.


I smiled.  I loved the fact that even though Louis had this fame, he still stayed down to earth and didn’t think of himself as some guy that was really hot and expected every single girl to fall all over him.  Although, he was really, really… too hot.  I decided I would avoid his question so I didn’t end up starting to pour my heart out to him, which I would’ve.


Me: Anyway, what was your idea?

Louis: I think we should take a picture of us and post it on Twitter so Harry realises how much fun were having without him. 

Me: Yeah, good idea.


Louis got out of Twitter and went onto his camera.  We snapped a picture of us next to each other, smiling and Louis then posted it.  Louis tweeted with it:


“@Harry_Styles look how much fun we’re having without you! :D”


Louis’ P.O.V:


I was having the most amazing time with Amelia.  I had completely forgotten about the fact that Harry was actually supposed to be here, because I felt like Amelia was a childhood friend, and we just owned at flat together.  That’s how close I had become to her in such a short time.  Obviously I felt like more than a friend towards her…


Amelia: Hey Lou, I’ll be back in second. 

Me: Yeah, sure.


Within 30 seconds, Amelia came back out looking beautiful, as always.  She had her MacBook Air under her arm, and sat down next to me on the couch, even closer before.  It gave warm fuzzies all through my body, as she opened her laptop and turned it on.


Me: What are you doing?

Amelia: I have to check my emails to see if I’ve got anything from my uni teacher. 

Me: Do you have to catch up on lectures or anything?

Amelia: Yeah, but the next one is not tomorrow, but next Thursday, so I have a while for that yet.

Me: Right.


As she was preoccupied fiddling around on her laptop, I was looking at her, and studying her closely.  Lucky she didn’t notice, because my eyes were probably filled with so much love.  It was weird to think that I had fell for my best mates closest cousin, but seriously cannot control how much love I have for her.  Love, for the love of my life.  Amelia Rae Tesla.

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