One Step At a Time

*Complete* After Liz Parker hears the news from her dad that he and one of the most popular guys in school's ,Louis Tomlinson, Mum were dating, everything started to go downhill. Louis and his Mum, Johanna, move in and that is the start of drama, drama, and more drama. Who can be trusted and who cannot?

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39. Recent Events "Special" Rewrite of Chapter 18

 ***** If you don't remember what happened in Ch.18 go back and read like chapters 15-18 to recap. Also there will most likely be a rant at the end of this. Bye Zayn. So pissed rn******

And @ZaynMalik via Twitter the last sentence is written especially for you *wink*


Louis POV

"Well I'm tired of watching you two play this game; I'm going to take a shower." Liz announced as she stood up and ascended up Harry's staircase. Harry and I waited until we heard the shower running to turn the game off and finally relax.

"God I swear, I can't go anywhere with out her riding up my ass," I huffed. "I know it was our parents' idea, but she is so annoying to be around."

"Dude, she's fixing to become your sister," Harry looked at me in shock. It's not that I didn't like Liz, it's just that I don't like her dad. "You have to at least try to be nice to her."

"What do you think I've been doing? I've been nothing but nice to her. I talk to her, I bring her places, I even do some of her fucking chores for her. If anything she owes me some niceness."

Harry nodded, trying to change the subject I guessed. He flipped on the television to a football match and the noise blocked out the silence that was creeping in. We were engrossed by the match and we flew back in frustration when Liz's phone began to buzz. I grabbed the phone from the coffee table and looked at the caller i.d. Zayn? Why the hell is he calling Liz? I decided to take Harry's advise and be nice and stay out of Liz's buisness. However that proved to be wrong, when he called her three more fucking times. Harry and me both were about to snap at any moment and when it rang once again I forgot all about 'try to be nice to her' and I answered the damn thing.

"Zayn, why are you calling Liz?" I snapped and I saw a smile tug on Harry's lips. I glared at him but that seemed to make it even more funny to him.

"Oh, Louis. Sorry I-I just wanted to catch up with Liz. You see we uh... we have this project you see and I just-"

"I don't care why you called, just don't call her again." I spat and hung up the phone. I knew something was going on between them, but I was hoping that since what happened with her and Niall she would not interfere with my friends. Apparently not.

"So... Who was that?" Harry sneered.

I glared at him, "It was Zayn; I didn't think they were really that good of friends." I am disgusted with him and even more so Liz. Couldn't she just stay out of me and my friend's way?
"Hey guys!" Well speaking of the devil. Liz walked down the stairs, wearing a t shirt and shorts. She sat by Harry and she suspiciously looked at me. "Is that my phone?"

"Uh, yeah." I gave it back to her. "Zayn was calling you so I answered it."

I looked at her as she nodded and left to go to the kitchen. I waited a couple seconds before I got up too and stood next to the swinging door. "-think today was a one time thing. I like you, I really do but-" Oh my God! Did she and Zayn have sex? How disgusting! I swallowed my vomit and sat back down next to Harry, fuming.

I watched as she walked back into the living room and sat down next to me. I turned my head towards her, "So what was this 'one time thing' you were talking about?" Her head snapped towards me and she jumped up. She went on about how I was a terrible person but I knew she was just as bad.

"Do you really want to know what it was?" She glared at me.

"Sure." I spat

"Zayn kissed me," I couldn't believe my ears. My eyes lowered as she spoke again."and I kissed him back!"

That was it. I drug her outside. "What the hell were you thinking?" I yelled. "One thing could have led to another and you two would probably be sleeping together right now!"

I watched as he nose crinkled in disgust. Good. "Stop trying to be this over protective brother," She yelled louder, possibly loud enough to wake up Harry's neighbors. "we aren't even siblings!"

"I only do that because I care! If I wouldn't have stopped Niall he probably would have hurt you! I couldn't live with myself if something ever happened to you!"

Tears prickled her eyes and she ran into my arms. We embraced and I led her inside. Maybe now she would find a guy who deserved her.


It was very late at night and Liz went to sleep a while ago. I looked at Harry who was on his phone texting some girl, "I'm going out. I'll be back in an hour or so."

He looked at me and he got what I was impressing and nodded his head, not pressing the matter any further. I walked out of his house and into my car before I backed out of the drive way. The drive was long, but it helped get my thoughts straight. I didn't give a shit if she wanted that kiss, he was going to pay for it. I park my car and pull my phone out and dial his number.

"Louis, what do you want? It's two in the morning?" Zayn answered, his voice full of sleep.

"I need to talk to you. Come outside."

"You're here?" He seemed much more awake.

"Yeah, so open up the damn door." In less than a minute Zayn opened his front door and I looked at him.

"What do you want?" He asked before I grabbed him by his shirt and slung him against the brick wall. I knocked the breath out of him and I smirked when he gulped a large amount of air. "What the hell!"

I didn't allow him to say anything else, my fist connected with his jaw and he fell to the ground. He quickly shoved my legs and tackled me, my head hitting the concrete. I blinked rapidly to restore my vision and I see his fist right above my face. I quickly blocked him and pushed him off of me. I was the first to get up and I kicked him in the stomach, causing him to grunt. The image of him kissing Liz ignited me and I pulled him up and slammed him against the brick once more.

"If you ever lay another fucking hand on my sister, I will not stop next time." My face is centimeters from his. His eyes are dilated and one was already starting to blacken. I shoved him away, glaring at him one last time. I turned around and adjusted my jacket. I left him on his front porch, bleeding and in pain, and I got into my car and started the ignition. He better have learned his lesson. Don't fucking dare mess with Louis Tomlinson.




Alright as of today 5-6-15, Zayn has lost all of my respect. I was okay with him leaving the band (not really tho hahaha) and doing his own thing. But when he mocks one of his best friends and doesn't care what Naughty Boy says about us fans and the band itself, that's when we got beef. So I wrote this chapter to help ease my mind with all of this drama going on. And to help myself not say anymore bad things about Zayn. 

And @ZaynMalik that last sentence was written especially for you *wink* :| 

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