Pretty Green Eyes (A S/A for Tory)

When Louis loses the love of his life, he never expects to see her again.


1. Pretty Green Eyes


Louis was sweating and breathless by the time he got back to his apartment, working out in the summer sun got tedious and fast, he dabbed at his forehead with a scrunched up towel and searched through a pile of washing for a semi-clean shirt to wear for his encounter with ‘legs’ aka Shell. His hand settled on a plain white v neck spoiled only by the lasagne stain on the bottom, he grimaced slightly and made a mental note to do some washing before deciding on a slightly pongy Ghost Busters.

He’d normally spruce up a little more or at least shower before an encounter of this kind but since ‘the break-up’ he’d lost all heart in trying to impress any member of the female kind. And so after dousing himself in Lynx Africa and giving himself a quick once over in the bathroom mirror, he headed out.

Shell’s apartment was at the other side of town and so, after having a near-literal fight with the ticket machine, he clambered onto the train.

Then he saw her.

Victoria. Tory. The love of his life.

She was sat with her nose stuck in some soppy romantic book, as always. Her brown wavy hair scraped back and tucked behind her ear, she looked just as beautiful as the day she’d walked out of her life.

The train roared to life and began its journey and Louis shifted his weight onto his other foot. He saw a couple of girls staring at him and he cleared his throat loudly, hoping that they wouldn’t recognise him.

“Excuse me, are you Louis from 1D?” One of the girls asked with a coy smile playing on the corners of her lips.

“You know, I get this all the time,” Louis replied in his best attempt at a cockney accent, “I’m not...sorry.”

The girl blushed and nodded apologetically before moving back towards her friend.

Finally, at the sound of someone talking, Tory looked up. Her green eyes bore into his own inadequate blue ones. Her full lips parted slightly and she slowly closed her book.

Louis offered her a weary half-smile and moved closer to her, “Hey,” He breathed in a voice barely above a whisper. “How are you?”

Tory continued to stare, her mouth forming a perfect ‘O’.

“I erm, you look great.” He blurted out.

“You too.” Tory confessed, she placed her book in her bag and placed her hands in her lap. “Come, sit.” She breathed, moving over slightly and tapping the chair beside her.

He didn’t hesitate.

“How have you been?” She asked softly, avoiding eye-contact because she knew it would weaken her.

“Good, great.” He lied. “How about you?”

She shrugged and sighed heavily, “Not so good.” She confessed, she finally allowed herself to look in his eyes and her heart broke slightly.

Louis bit down on his bottom lip and stared down at his hands; he sighed inwardly and tried to repress all the words he wanted to say to her. “I’ve missed you.” He added quietly as two more teenage girls walked past him, one eyed him up and whispered something to her friend.

“It doesn’t change anything...” Tory replied, she shifted uncomfortably in her seat, “You’re still going to want more than I can’re still going to want better than me.”

Louis rolled his cobalt blue eyes and scoffed at her ignorance, “You don’t realise how perfect you are, do you?” He asked with an eyebrow cocked, “There is no one better than you Tory.” He added with a shy smile.

She searched his face for signs on insincerity and smiled slightly, “You’re too good for me.”

“I’m not!” Louis argued, he looked up and down the train for the girls that were staring at him, “This means nothing without you baby. I’m nothing without you.” He replied sadly, “I don’t want this life if I can’t share it with you.”

“But what about...”

“No, no buts. There’s no room for arguments. I love you Victoria, so much so it physically hurts my heart that you’re not with me. I can’t put into words how much you mean to me, I just... I want you back.” Louis stated. “Please just...come for a coffee with me.”

Tory stared into his cobalt blue eyes and knew he meant every word. She nodded slowly.

“Yeah?” He asked, shocked to say the least.

She nodded eagerly and smiled at his reaction. “Yeah.”

Louis grinned and internally apologised about not meeting up with Shell. He’d explain later and she’d understand.

Opportunities like this didn’t come round often and he definitely wasn’t going to miss out. 

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