Breaking Free

Ever felt smothered by everyone else's idea of what your life should be like? Have you ever just wanted to say "Stop! It's my life!" to those closest to you? We all have, haven't we? I bet you were too afraid to do it though. So you kept your mouth shut, and did exactly what you always told yourself you would never do: you followed the rules set by people who don't really know you, and let THEM control your life. But what could happen if you finally just said no? If you decided to follow your own dream? Would something amazing happen? Would you fall in love? Would you find what you've been looking for your whole life? What could happen if you just...broke free?


58. Five Months Time


Five Months Later

"Now Belle, your new album just came out and went to number one on the iTunes chart within two days. That's phenomenal! Tell us about it."

"Sure! Well the album is titled Shattered, which is also the name of one of the songs, my personal favorite actually."

"And you wrote some songs yourself didn't you?"

"Yeah, I did! I actually wrote four out of the eight on the album."

"And is true your boyfriend, Niall Horan of One Direction, helped you?"

Louis groaned, rolling his eyes dramatically as he watched Belle's interview on some random late night talkshow. She smiled as the interviewer asked about Niall.

"Yes, he helped me write two."

"And which two were those?"

"Barefoot and I've Been Waiting For You." Belle replied confidently.

"And you wrote another two by yourself, which are called..." The interviewer looked down at his notes. "Two More Lonely People, and Shattered." Belle nodded. "So why is Shattered your favorite, what makes that song stick out to you so much?" He asked, looking at her seriously.

Louis watched as Belle's expression changed on his flat screen TV. He leaned forward on the couch and watched intently. It lasted for just a split second, that look he knew so well, before instantly being replaced with a fake smile he also knew well.

"Um, Shattered is my personal favorite because it's just me singing and playing on the piano, which is how it all started for me. Just pouring my emotions into a song."

The interviewer nodded.

"No..." Louis mumbled to himself in his empty living room. "It couldn't be..."

"That's great, really great." The interviewer said. "And you've so graciously offered to play Shatter for us right here in our studios, isn't that correct?"

Belle nodded with a smile. "I sure am." She replied brightly.

"Well let's give a hand for Belle Costa, playing her new song from her debut album, Shattered!" The interviewer shouted, and the live audience started to applaud.

Belle beamed, standing up and smoothing out her dress before walking towards the piano the studios had provided. Louis watched from his living room couch, awestruck even now at how beautiful she truly was.

Her hair was still long, but a lighter shade of brown, like it was when she toured with the boys as their opening act so long ago. Her makeup was a bit heavier, but not overwhelming, just enough to make her eyes really pop. Her hair was pulled to one side of her shoulder, and he could see her new treble clef tattoo behind her ear when she turned her head to the right.

Belle made her way to the piano and sat down gracefully. Louis knew he should shut off the TV and stop dragging out this torture, but he just couldn't do it. It had been five months since Belle had said she didn't love him anymore, and she and Niall were stronger than ever. He had to see her on a regular basis and act unphased, which was torture enough, why was he watching still recording all her interviews and show appearances?

Oh right, because he still loved her.

Louis watched as Belle placed her hands on the piano, the cameras panning in on her long fingers, hovering above the black and white keys. As they cut to a shot of her face yet again, Belle closed her eyes and took in a deep breath before opening them yet again and beginning to play.

Louis' heart stopped as the music began. The thought had crossed his mind, but he didn't actually think it would be that song.

Their song. 

But it was.

Louis' mind took him back to when Belle first got back from America after breaking up with him, when she had moved in with Kaylie. He had gone to her only to find that she was stuck at the piano, working on music without any lyrics. She had played it for him, yet it hadn't quite been right...



"Sure, I'd love to hear it." He said, sadness creeping through his voice.

"Here it is." Belle said with a smile, glancing at Louis for just a second before setting up the music on the piano. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath before she began to play.

The music was slow, and Louis felt his heart strings being pulled as he soon got lost in it just like Belle. He watched her long fingers, perfectly manicured, gracefully glide over the keys. Her eyes were closed and she gently swayed in time, almost as if she were in another world. Louis couldn't take his eyes off of her.

Almost a minute passed when the music died stopped suddenly, obviously cut much too early. Belle opened her eyes with a confused expression, looking down at the keys.

"Why'd you stop?" Louis inquired softly, nudging her leg with his own. She ignored the sparks that flew through her body.

"It's not right." Belle said, still looking down at the keys. "It''s missing something." She said passionately, looking back up at Louis.

Louis cocked his head to the side. "Here let me see." He said. Belle handed him the sheet music. He looked over it for a few seconds, Belle looking at him anxiously. Suddenly he smiled and placed the music back where it originally was. "Start playing again." He said to Belle.

"But it's not good enough, I need to--"

"Just do it." Louis said with a chuckle, urging her to play. Belle huffed but started again nonetheless.

As the first few notes were being played, Louis did nothing. Then, after about five measures, he started playing a harmony with her on the keys.

The music was perfect. Belle's part was slow and dramatic, as if she were breaking on the inside. Louis' harmony though was a half beat faster, carrying her weight.

Belle's eyes flew open, bright and happy as the two sounds came together, mixing perfectly. She smiled wide, turning her head and looking at Louis but never taking her hands off the piano. He also turned and looked at her, chuckling at her expression. 

Belle and Louis played perfectly, never missing a beat. The music was nothing either of them had ever heard before, melding and meshing in unison. The two parts were so different, and yet just the same. One depended on the other for the music to be just perfect.

Just like Louis and Belle depended on one another.

**End Flashback**


Just after that perfect moment between Louis and Belle was when Niall had entered the picture. He had shown up and declared his affections for Belle, changing the entire ball game.

A game that Louis had lost.

He shook his head back to the present and looked back up at the TV screen, where Belle was playing the music he had helped her write. She had already begun to sing lyrics at that point, lyrics that she had written after that fateful day. He was able to catch the last half of the song.


"How many times can I break till I shatter?Over the line can't define what I'm afterI always turn the car aroundGive me a break let me make my own patternAll that it takes is some time but I'm shatteredI always turn the car around
I had no idea that the nightWould take so damn longTook it out, on the streetWhile the rain still fallsPush me back to you
But I'm good without yaYeah, I'm good without youYeah, yeah, yeah
How many times can I break till I shatter?Over the line can't define what I'm afterI always turn the car aroundGive me a break let me make my own patternAll that it takes is some time but I'm shatteredI always turn the car--"


Louis lurched forward and grabbed the remote, shutting off the TV immediately. A silence fell over his living room as he sat there in his jeans and grey tshirt, processing that song. 

There was no denying that it was about him. It was his music after all. Well, their music. Music from their hearts, when their hearts had belonged to one another.

He thought over the lyrics yet again.

"While the rain still falls, push me back to you...over the line can't define what I'm after...give me a break let me make my own pattern...all that it takes is some time but I'm shattered..." He muttered to himself.

Louis shook his head. What was wrong with him? He was trying to convince himself that Belle still had feelings for him over a song. She was with his best friend, and yes, he and Niall were still friends. The two had made a silent agreement to never discuss Belle and when she was around the group, which was often, they weren't all lovey dovey right in front of him.

But it didn't mean that Louis didn't see their cute tweets to each other. He saw the fangirls holding up signs that said, 'Karry and Nelle forever!' (And yes, Harry and Kaylie were still going strong). He saw the articles that always mentioned how three fifths of One Direction was taken and happily whipped (Zayn and Ashlyn had unfortunately broken up, but Liam and Juliet were still going strong).

Louis wasn't desperately in love with Belle anymore, but it did still pain him to see the only girl he ever truly had feelings for be with his best mate right in front of him. 

Sure, he had been on a few dates and was even in a relationship with a girl for a few weeks, but nothing had stuck. He couldn't find anyone that made him feel the way his Belle had made him feel so long ago. 

Louis shook his head, erasing all the radical thoughts running through his brain. He had gone five months without thinking about Belle too intently, he needed to just get over it.

With that, Louis turned the TV on yet again to see that Belle was sat with the interviewer once more. He was about to change the channel, but stopped when he heard their conversation.

"...your new charity, tell us about it."

"Well the foundation is called Allies for Alan, it's in dedication of a deceased friend of mine. Alan is the sole reason I am where I am today, he pushed me to chase my dreams. So this charity revolves around getting young boys and girls a good education so that they have the same opportunities to chase their dreams as well."

Louis' mouth parted in shock. He hadn't heard anything about Belle creating a charity in Alan's honor. He hadn't even thought about Alan in so long...

"Well that's incredibly admirable and noble. And you are heading to Hawaii soon to propose this charity to the Hawaii Medical Service Association in a few weeks isn't that correct?"

Belle nodded. "Yes, HMSA has expressed serious interest in teaming up with Allies for Alan, so I will be travelling there along with Alan's family, the Fullers from Fuller Enterprises--"

"And that's the same company you infamously signed Costa Enterprises over to, isn't that correct?" The interview interrupted rudely. 

Belle's breath caught but she recovered quickly. "Yes, it is. Like I was saying, the Fullers will be accompanying me and I have also been fortunate enough to have celebrities such as Justin Bieber, Ariana Grande, and Dakota Fanning making support videos to show the board of trustees for HMSA."

The interviewer was shocked. "Wow, that's truly amazing. Will Mr. Horan of One Direction be joining you?" He asked suggestively.

Belle blushed, looking down and chuckling. "No, he's actually with his family in Ireland for the next couple weeks or so while One Direction is on break."

"Ah, I see. Now would you like to say anything else to our viewers about Allies for Alan before you have to go?"

Belle smiled. "Absolutely!" She turned to face the camera and Louis' breath caught in his throat. It was as if she were speaking right to him. "Allies for Alan is an amazing organization that I'm blessed to be apart of. Unfortunately, my friend Alan never got the chance to fulfill his dreams. But it's because of him that I'm living out mine. Please, go online and donate, or even make a support video that I might choose to show at my presentations to HMSA. Help us give thousands of young boys and girls the chance to live out their dreams." She smiled. "Thank you so much."

"Alright well that's all the time we have, now we're moving on to a commercial break we will be right b--"

Louis turned the TV off yet again and grabbed his phone, jumping up from the couch and holding it up to his ear as he made a call.

"Hello?" A familiar voice answered.

"Simon!" Louis said cheerfully. "How're you doing?"

"Good." Simon replied skeptically. "There a reason you're calling me Louis?"

"Um, yeah actually." Louis said, pacing and rubbing his temple. "This uh, this charity that Belle has organized--"

"Allies for Alan, yes I know about it."

"Yeah, um, I think it's really great what she's doing and I-I want to help."

The other line was silent for a moment. "What do you mean, help?"

Louis took a breath. "I mean like, I want to help her present to HMSA, I think that it's really--"

"Louis." Simon interrupted. "Tell me you're not still on this. You're not trying to get Belle back are you? Because I won't have you threatening One Direction over some girl that has obviously made her choice and--"

"No, no, not at all." Louis said quickly. "I honestly want to help. And I don't want to just make a support video or what not, you know she wouldn't show it if I did."

"Well what are you proposing?"

Louis inhaled and exhaled slowly. "I think I should go with her, to Hawaii." He said seriously. "It'll look great that we're getting along, HMSA will see that she's serious about the whole situation, and so will the media. And it will clear up lots of rumors too, that we hate each other and stuff."

Simon was quiet for a moment. "That is true. But are you sure you're doing this for the right reasons?"

Louis hesitated. "Of course, yeah."

"Well good." Simon said seriously. "I'll call and run this by her, she probably won't be happy about it but you made a good point that it will clear up several rumors, and I like that. Not to mention that it will get you boys back in the media substantially. She leaves in two days from Heathrow, I'll get the rest of the information to you as soon as I get off here. This is very mature of you Louis."

Louis smiled and nodded, even though Simon couldn't see him. "Thank you sir." He said.

The line went dead and Louis took the phone away from his ear.

Louis was done sitting around and being miserable. It was time to act.

It was time to fix things once and for all.



A/N Oh and this was Belle's outfit in the interview, if you were interested...but you probably weren't...ugh I'm becoming one of those authors...DON'T HATE ME.

And of course we have the INSANELY attractive Louis Tomlinson we all know and love...

Mmmm...yes please...


Okay I'm done now hope you liked the chapter! Don't forget to comment, much love xx

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