Back For You

They say friendship lasts forever. Louis Tomlinson and Lillian Brie thought that this statement was completely true. But when one "yes" from Simon Cowell changes their fate together they need to find their way back together. After years of solitude, Louis comes back to Doncaster for a visit. Just as he promised. Because when two people are meant to be, they will always find their way back.


17. Day 16 - Don't Hurt Me

A/N So far Narley was winning for a sec but now Naley is! But you guys are cray cray so who knows what will happen next! So to help you guys out with your decision here is a major freaking HARLEY chapter to confuse y'all. Sorry, been watching kingsley :3 :3

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I woke up in Harry's arms. I looked around confused, I could swear that I wasn't here before. Wasn't I in the hospital? I turned myself around to be greeted by Harry's calm face. He looked so calm, tranquil, perfect. I slowly reached up to his face with a shaky hand tracing his jawline, making sure that I wasn't dreaming. 

Everything in the room was so quiet, apart from the occasional snore. Morning broke through the curtains illuminating his face with light. I smiled, distracting from the sadness that stirred inside of me. I felt overwhelmed, so overwhelmed with feelings that I couldn't do anything but cry.

Harry was so good being there for me, he wasn't like what all the tabloids said. He was different and I liked to think that he was mine and I was his. The memories of Lily plagued my mind, millions of what if's running through my head. 

"Harry," I managed to choke out, his eyes fluttered open revealing beautiful green orbs that enchanted me every time I saw them, his expression was plain to see. He was in shock, I hadn't spoken for almost a full 24 hours to him. 

"Yes babe?" he asked in his deep and slow voice,

"Thankyou." I whispered nuzzling my head in the crook of his neck. His grip on me tightened as he kissed my forehead.

"For what?" he questioned, 

"For being there for me," I responded,

"Don't thank me for that," he answered back, "It was more for my benefit. Sort of selfish."

"How?" I asked looking up at him to find him smiling at me, 

"I hate seeing you cry," he said brushing some hair out of my eyes, "I hate seeing something so pure and innocent be sad like that, it physically hurts."

I was speechless, unable to say anything that met up to what he just said. Instead I buried my head back into his chest and whispered,

"I love you"

"I love you too."


"I'm not one to fall for someone. I'm not. I might care about my appearance and what not, but that isn't to impress guys, its to impress me. Because I think that every girl deserves to feel beautiful." I blubbered out to a half-asleep Haley. We had been taken back to Louis's house and were given a room to share. We were now strewn across my bed half hanging off it. I could tell that Haley was in no mood to gossip at the moment but I felt as if I needed someone to talk to and Haley was all that I had right now. 

"But ever since I've been in Doncaster, Zayn hasn't stopped talking to me!" I whisper-shouted, 

"Aren't Cherie and Liam just the cutest thing?" she said in a very high pitched voice, 

"And I don't know what to do! Because I mean he is really good looking and all but I don't want to date. I don't!" I responded ignoring her talking,

"Just seeing them together puts me off Liam because I mean, he is so in love," she blabbered, "I mean, he was my favourite before but now I'm torn..." 

"Because I am independent right! But I mean those eyes... and that hair... and don't even get me started on his jawline." I said my sentence trailing off at the ends,

"I mean Niall is pretty cute..." Haley said rubbing her eyes, "But he likes Lily, its so obvious."

There was then a knock on the door, it slowly opened to reveal a very tired looking Zayn. Though is eyes were half closed and his hair was messed up I still thought he looked incredibly hot. What was this I was feeling?It was too strong to be like and the idea of love is ridiculous. Was it lust? No, it was more than that. But when Haley ran out of the room and Zayn straightened out I sat up straight clearing my throat.

"What do you want?" I asked as confidently as I could, "I don't have anything that you could possibly-"

But my sentence was cut short when his lips crashed upon mine. Something inside of me told me to stop kissing him, to turn around, walk away. Maybe even finish it with a slap. But when his tongue met mine, I was done.


I woke up round midday. I had crashed on the floor in the kitchen, safely wrapped in Liam's arms. As I looked up to  his sleeping face I kissed him with a smile on my face, I could get used to waking up like this. 

My kiss awoke Liam as his eyes fluttered down to meet mine. He smiled at me before cracking his neck. 

"You alright?" I asked with concern in my voice, 

"Just a sore neck, nothing that time won't fix." 

"I'm sorry, you shouldn't have been my pillow for the second night in a row." I said as I started to bite my finger nail, an old habit that I wouldn't break out of. 

"I don't mind it," he responded smiling as he stood up stretching his arms high in the air before groggily moving towards the fridge. 

"Liam?" I said sitting down at the table tapping my fingers nervously against the wood, there was a question that trailed along my lips that I had been itching to ask for awhile now,

"Yes love?" he asked in his brilliant British accent,

"What is this?" he shut the fridge door, coming over to the table and sitting down.

"What is what?" 

"Don't play coy with me," I said continuing to tap my fingernails against the wood, 

"I have no idea what you are talking about," he leaned back with his head against his hands, my face scrunched up as I realized what he was doing.

"Then how about an easier question?" I said very, very slowly, "What do you think about me?"

"I think thaaaat," he began dragging out the 'a', "Excluding my mum, you are the best female that is in my life and that will ever be in my life,"

"Really?" I asked standing up from my seat and sitting on his lap wrapping my arms around his neck, 

"Yes, you are witty, smart, beautiful, kind, beautiful,"

"You said beautiful twice," I giggled caressing his face,

"Because I thought it needed to be said twice," he then slowly leaned in and pressed his lips against mine sending butterflies through my entire system. 


I felt tired, hungry, stressed out. But I felt as if none of these reasons were good enough to leave her. I looked up at her attempting to smile for her. But I could only muster the strength to slightly lift the corners of my mouth. 

"Haley had this crazy idea," I said sitting up slightly, "That you could hear what I was saying, if you can hear what I'm saying please try give me some sort of sign."

I picked up her hand in mine, anticipating some sort of squeeze. But instead I heard the heartrate machine pick up. This could be a simple coincidence but I felt as if it was more, she was trying to talk to me.

"Please come back to me," I whispered kissing her cold hand, "It's so terrible of me but I really need to talk to you right now. I don't need my girlfriend back, I need my best friend back. Because I miss her." 

The heart rate machine slowed down once again returning to its painfully slow pace. And because of this I returned to my state, completely still staring at the closed eyes of my one true love. 


I sat on the staircase tapping my foot against the hard wood. I had a desperate need to go to the hospital, to see Lily. But the terrible thing was, that I couldn't. I couldn't go back there and face Louis, I felt too ashamed, I felt sick. 

"Watcha moping about?" a perky voice sung from behind me. I was so immersed in my own thoughts that I didn't even notice the blonde girl sneaking up behind me.

"Nothing," I said attempting to return to my thoughts, but she continued talking to me.

"You're lying." 

"I'm not lying," I spat,

"Ok hold up a moment." she  said sitting herself down next to me, "The girl you have a crush on is in hospital and you're not sad? You're either heartless or lying, which one do you want to be?"

I laughed at her wit, something that I admired in a girl. I turned to look at her. Her big green eyes seemed to be sparkling at me but her eyebrows were creased together and her mouth was in a pout. Her hair was done up in a messy bun with loose strands of hair falling out all over her face. By instinct, I reached out to one of them and tucked it behind her ear. Her pout continued drawing a laugh from my mouth.

"You saw right through that one ay?" I chuckled,

"Like a piece of freshly cleaned glass," she giggled, 

"I never caught your name," I responded ruffling my hair up a little bit,

"Eh." she said in a very casual way,

"Eh?" I reiterated shocked by her sarcastically toned comment

"Eh," she repeated, 

"I thought you were a one direction fan,"

"Hardcore Directioner," she said with a smile and a thumbs up,

"And you're just replying with eh?"

"Eh." she replied 

"I still don't know your name," I chuckled, I found her cheekiness refreshing from the recent pain that I had experienced. She distracted me from Lily, even though it was just momentarily. 

"Well my full name is Hayley-Arabella-Rose Williams BUT you can just call me Hayley,"

"That's a long name," I said with a smile tracing my lips 

"The only thing my mum loves more than herself are hyphons!" she chuckled snorting a little bit, "I'm so sorry!"

"Nah don't be, its cute." I flashed her a reassuring smile which brought a slight pink tinge to her cheeks,

"Well I'm going to make some..." she looked at the time on the clock across the hallway, "Lunch, you up for some?"

"Am I Niall James Horan?" 


She looked so serene and peaceful asleep. I loved her so much,I loved everything about her. Of course I didn't have the guts to tell her, does anyone? I had tried a couple times before but all that came out was jibberish. But something that kills me so much is the lack of... intimacy? 

She was all right with hugs and kisses on the cheek but when ever I wanted to be intimate she either giggled or pushed me away. And I respect her for that, not throwing herself around like that. But I was a male and as I stared down at her sleeping face I don't know what made me pick up my phone and dial a random number. 


As I stood in the kitchen leaning against the counter waiting for Niall and I's grilled cheese to toast I had to admit that I felt slightly awkward in my oversized sweater and baggy pants. 

"Sooo," I said in a failed attempt to lighten the mood

"We should probably go to the hospital to pick up Louis," Niall blubbered out, I nodded signifying my agreement "He needs to get away from that place..." 

I nodded my head again as the grilled cheese finally finished. I jumped up in the air in joy hitting my hand on the counter.

"Shit!" I cussed under my breath, Niall came over with a worried look on his face.

"You alright?" he asked

"I'll live," I chuckled kissing each of my knuckles. That's when everyone else walked into the room with shocked expressions on there faces. At first I didn't understand why but as I looked at the awkward position that Niall and I were in, chests touching, foreheads close together, I understood. I cleared my throat stepping back and shoving my hands in my pockets, "Anyone want some food?"


As we all sat at the table I couldn't help but notice the absence of Zayn and Lilac. With a mouth full of grilled cheese I asked; 

"Hey, where are Zayn and Lilac?"

"Well they were having a nasty snog last time I was with them," Haley off-handendly said, a comment that meant nothing to her but made Niall, Harry and I drop our food. Zayn never just snogged or kissed.

"Where exactly?" I asked

"On the bed," Haley responded, this made Niall gag on his food. God, Zayn was a quick worker.

"What's wrong with you?" Cherie chuckled finishing off her grilled cheese, 

"Nothing," Niall said once he dislodged the food from his throat, "Lets just go to the hospital."

"Should we get Lilac and Zayn?" Marley asked in the smallest voice that any human could possibly use.

"I say we leave them be for now," Harry said snaking his arm around Marley's waist and moving her out of the door. I did the same with Cherie wanting them out of this house, the least we could do was give them their privacy.


I heard the door slam shut downstairs. What the fuck did I just do? Did I just have sex with Zayn Malik? I lay in bed and turned around to face Zayn who had a little smirk on his face. 

"What?" I snapped,

"I saw your jooblieeesss," he sung, I rolled my eyes at his immaturity. It's not like I hadn't slept with a guy before, but did it have to be this jerk?

"Weirdo," I mumbled picking my clothes off of the floor. 

"A cute weirdo," he corrected, I rolled my eyes again as I slipped on my "I hate you" sweater that I made myself, "You will have to stop rolling your eyes, soon they will fall out of their sockets!"

"Read the sweater Malik." I spat pointing at it before heading into the bathroom, 

"I would much rather see what's under the sweater!" he yelled, I forced myself to not roll my eyes as I tied my hair up in a messy bun and slipped on my underwear. 

"You are a perv." I said walking out of the bathroom and downstairs, I peered out of the window, everyone had left without us. I walked over to the front door and tried it out, locked. Great, I was locked in a house with Zayn Malik.

"Locked in?" he chuckled with a smirk on his lips,

"Yup," I said popping the 'p', he seemed amused with the annoyance in my voice, "You can take upstairs I'll take downstairs."

"Why do you get downstairs?" he whimpered pouting out his lip,

"Fine!" I spat exasporated, I felt as if I was dealing with a little kid, "You take downstairs!"

"But why do you get upstairs!" I rolled my eyes again drawing a smile from him. 

"Just leave me alone." I felt so stupid for sleeping with this immature idiot. I mentally slapped myself as I walked into the main bathroom and locked myself in there. 

Thats when the knocking started. It lasted for ages until I finally surrendered and yelled out,

"What do you want!" I shouted,

"To tell you something!" he shouted back,

"Spit it out then," I screamed my voice being echoed throughout the bathroom,

"Can you at least open the door?" he shouted, I trudged over the door yanking it open to find a smirking Zayn Malik.

"What?" I spat,

He chuckled a bit before singing,


Thats when I slammed the door in his face.


It was dark now, very dark. Everyone sat in a circle around the bed. Cherie was in Liam's arms whereas Marley was in Harry's. But Harry seemed somewhat uneasy, I didn't let my mind dwell on the matter as it was busy thinking of other things. I looked at Lily pulling the lily necklace and reaching out to her placing it round her neck. I smiled at the cool glass that lay on her equally cool skin. My eyes travelled to the ring that I placed on her hand, it was my promise to her. Her heart rate was slowing down, I could hear it. I had been sitting here all day in the same position, hunched back, hands clenched. She was dying, slowly in front of my eyes. And I couldn't do anything to stop it.

Throughout the day the doctors had taken off all of the tubes. They told me she was improving that she didn't need them anymore but I didn't believe them for a second. I let them though, she was leaving this earth and even though she didn't show it, I couldn't imagine dying being unpainful. 

Her heartrate was painfully slow now, slowing eating away at my sanity. How long did she have to live? Hours? Minutes? Seconds? It couldn't be that long.

"Could I have a  moment?" I breathed, everyone nodded and made their ways quickly out of the room. Allowing me to be with my best friend. "Lillian Marie Brie. Words can not describe my love for you. You are my sister, you are my best friend, you are my girlfriend and you are my true love. And I am so fortunate to have you. Your smile is just absolutely dazzling and your eyes have this amazing sparkle in them that is just as magnificent. Without makeup and clothing" I added with a giggle "You are still drop-dead gorgeous. And I reckon that you would have any male that you wanted but for some reason you chose little old me. And I guess that this is goodbye so if you can hear me I want you to remember this; noone in this world loves you more than i do."

Thats when out of the blue the heart-rate monitor started picking up. Rapidly and suddenly, she was coming back to me. I didn't call any doctors, I didn't want them in here. But they were coming, I could tell, I heard bustling outside the door. I frantically looked back and forth between her and the monitor, anticipating her waking up.

"Please, please, please." I begged, "I love you." 

Then, her eyes snapped open. She sat up a bit to quickly scrambling around the bed, she looked extremely flustered, her eyes wide and worried. I didn't know what to feel, confusion, happiness. All that I knew was that she finally came back to me.

"Lily!" I shouted lunging towards her in an attempt to give her a hug. But instead she screamed, she screamed very loudly. So loudly that it pierced my ears sending shivers down my bones. She picked up the quilt shoving it over her head, hiding under it in a small ball. My mouth hung open, what was happening? Was she scared, was she scared of me?

"Lily?" I repeated lifting up the quilt just slightly to find her shivering and whimpering in a scared little ball, "Lily?" 

"Please don't hurt me," she begged, "Please..." 


A/N WTF! Why she so scared of Louis?!?!?!?! ALL WILL BE REVEALED!!!!






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