I'm really not sure...

My name is Abby and I'm am Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend... i think i can't remember anything from the past um 3 years to be exact. Why? I think i was in a car accident but no one has really told me. Oh and by the way who is Louis Tomlinson?


17. Louis left me.

I don't know how much time had passed. I just layed there, all day. Wondering if Louis would ever come back, not that I cared. I cried through out that whole day. I wondered if he had ever done this before, and not told me. I couldn't even comprehend how that sweet all smiles boy could just crush my heart like that. I thought he would respect me and love me no matter what, I was wrong. Way wrong, I hope his plane crashed.



My plane landed around nine. I cried that whole flight, I didn't care who stared. She would never forgive me, I knew it. I had been so mean to her. I could tell she cared about me, then I left so suddently. Maybe I should have stayed and just never left the hospital. I could have protected her from whoever threatened me, I am so dumb. I didn't think it through! I knew I had probably lost all the trust she had in me, if she had any. I majorly screwed up and there was no way to fix this. Money could not win her back, neither could I alone.

     When I got to the airport, I was surrounded by fans. All sreaming my name asking for picture and autographs. I just stared ahead not looking at any of them. Most likely one of them had threatened me into even being here! I probably just lost a couple fans, I didn't care though. I walked straight to the awaiting limo, "Can you drive me to my new house please?" He knew what I was talking about because I had talked to him ahead of time. "Sure thing!" He seemed a little too happy, he was just a limo driver. When I arrived at the house I thanked the man and gave him a tip, the house that I was moving into was bigger than my old one. It was tan with a large front porch. When you walked in there was a nice living area, the whole house was fully furnished. I didn't have time to move all my stuff. I colapsed on the couch, exhausted by the flight. I heard my phone beep I looked at it, a text; FROM: ABBY. What? She didn't have her phone! She must have asked for it. (TEXT) Louis! Why did you leave me! I do you love you ok! At least I DID! Not anymore! I will never forgive you, you broke my heart. Goodbye Louis, this will probably be the last time I'll talk to you. Have a nice life without me! (END OF TEXT) Oh my god, I knew it! I made a huge mistake! She even said it! She was never going to forgive me, and she even loved me! Why was I such and idiot! I got up and punch a hole through my brand new wall.



I was furious, I had to tell him how I felt. I asked my mom if I had a cell phone. She said yes and rumaged through her purse, pulling out a rectangular touch screen phone. It had a picture of an apple on the back. I thanked her and began furiously texting Louis, one thing I remembered how to do. I sent him a realy mean text, but oh well! He broke my heart! I honestly didn't care if he hated me, I hated him back! I hoped that he got the text and realized how much he had hurt me! I cried my self to sleep that night. I dreamed that Louis came back and I forgave him, not that I would ever do that. We were happy again and everything was forgoten. I wish life was that easy. I can't forgive him so fast after he hurt me so bad.

    The only good thing that happened in my life that week was that I was released from the hospital. I liked being home a lot more. I didn't have to see that chair everyday. My mom let me redecorate my room. It was now a nice grown up color sceme of black, white, and blue. Life was awesome, at least for four months. Then my life took a nose dive for the worse.



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