You're Perfect to Me

This is a Louis Tomlinson fan fiction.
Delilah is a 19-year-old college student who has been bullied all her life. She goes to Greenview University in Manchester, England. Extremely insecure about herself, she doesn't think she can do it anymore. She doesn't think she deserves to live. But that was until Louis Tomlinson came along. *Some strong language*


3. He Gave Me His Numba...

The man that helped me yesterday walked out of the music room. I saw him talking to someone inside of the room. I didn't wanted to encounter him under the same circumstances again. I put my hand on the wall and helped myself up. I looked at the back of my leg. Bruises were beginning to form. I tried to not put pressure on it as I picked my books up.


I finished gathering the last one right as he turned around.


"Hello, love! Nice to see you again!" He said to me as I turned around. "Having a better day today?" He asked me.


"Of course! Thanks again for helping me yesterday," I said shyly.


"No problem. Just here to help. I'm sorry, but I didn't catch your name."


"Delilah," I said shaking his hand.


"I'm Louis," he said. He had a gorgeous smile.


"I better get going. See you around, maybe?" I said.


"Of course! Bye love!" I turned around and walked away as he stood there. I tried to hide the limping, but every step was torture. I barely made it to the end of the corridor.


"You sure you don't need help?" Louis called behind me. He walked towards me and took my books out of my arms. "Don't think you need to be carrying that weight with your leg like that," he said.


"There's nothing wrong with my leg," I said putting weight onto it, wincing.


"Let me walk you to your car," he offered. I gave in and he walked through the parking lot with me. He asked me questions about myself, I left out the whole bullying thing. He told me that his friends were applying here, so he would be on campus a lot. He was 21 years old.


I finally processed what was happening. He was walking me to my car. No, he couldn't see my car. Then I would really look like a poor girl. I hated myself for doing this, but I did it anyway.


"I forgot, my car is over this way," I said turning left. He followed me. I kept walking until we reached Shayna's Maserati. I kept thinking to myself 'is this really nessesary?'


"Thanks for helping me again," I said, taking my books back.


"My pleasure. Hey, if you ever need anything, why don't you give me a call?" He said, and slipped a piece of paper into my hand.


"Will do!" I said cheerfully, forcing a smile on my face.


"Stay safe! Oh, and nice ride by the way," he said gesturing to the Maserati.


He walked away and I waited until he was completely out of sight before making my way back to my pickup. I was just lucky Shayna didn't show up. I turned the car and and drove back home.




I walked into my bedroom and pulled out the piece of paper. On it said:


'Hello, Delilah, this might come in handy if you ever need any help. We should hang out sometime!! Xx, Louis'

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