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?


26. Moving away from my problems


I woke up and Abby wasn't  there. But, I noticed a note on the counter. It said: Went home to freshen up I'll be back soon! XX. Well at least I knew she was coming back this time. When I was about to make eggs for me and Abby, there was a knock at the door. I opened the door and frowned, it was that girl I ruined mine and Abby's relationship with. I never even caught her name. "Please leave." She put on an inoccent look and invited herself in. "Why Lou? I just wanted to come and say hi!" She gave me a smile and sat down on the couch. "Leave! You already ruined my relationship once!" She gave me a confused look. "If I remeber, you had part in it to. If you really want me to leave, you have to do me a favor." I would do anything to get her to leave. "Come sit next to me." I did as she said hoping that was all she wanted. Then she kissed me. I tryed to push her away but she clung to me. Next thing I know, Abby was standing in the doorway, crying. I pushed that girl off me and tried to run after Abby. I was too late, she was already getting in her car, and driving away. "WHY!? LEAVE NOW!" I walked over to the girl and stood her up. "I-I." I pushed her out the door and slammed it behind her. Just when things were starting to go back to normal.

   I tried to call Abby serval times, she never answered. I texted her a lot, trying to get her to talk to me. After hours of waiting for her to respond, I went to her house. Her car was outside, so I assumed she was home. I knocked on her door and her mother soon answred. "Well hello Louis! What can I do for you?" I guess Abby didn't tell her what happened. "Can I talk to Abby?" She nodded and let me inside. "She's in her room." I walked up the stairs to Abby's room. When I opened the door, I hated what I saw. Abby was sitting on her bed, her head in her hands. She was crying. "Mum! GO AWAY!" I closed the door and walked over to her bed. I sat on the end. "I said to go away!" I put my hand on her shoulder and her head shot up, eyes wide. "LEAVE! WHO LET YOU IN!" She started crying even harder. "Abby," She pushed my hand off her shoulder and wiped her eyes. "NO! You hurt me so much! I can never trust you ever again! I AM NOT GOING TO FORGIVE YOU THIS TIME! NOT A  CHANCE! NOW LEAVE!" Her bottom lip trembled and she broke into tears again. "I'm so sorry." She sat up and slapped me acrossed the face. She had to do that a lot lately. I diserved it. "NO! LEAVE!" I stood up,said a silent I love you,and left.



After Louis left, I layed in bed and didn't get up. Mascara was smeared down my face but I didn't care. I got on twitter and updated my status: me and Louis are no longer together, go ahead and be happy about it. I don't care. I looked at Louis' twitter, no new status. I shut my laptop and cried even longer. I changed into my pajamas early. I didn't plan on getting up anytime soon. My phone beeped all through the night, it was probably Louis. I ended up just turning it off. I fell asleep farily early. I woke up and looked at my clock, ten. I didn't feel like getting up. I layed in bed for about an hour before I got up to go to the bathroom. I cleaned up and got dressed. When I went down stairs my mom was sitting at the table eating breakfast. On the other side, there was a plate of eggs and toast. "I thought you might be hungry." My mom smiled at me and gestured towards the plate. "Mum, I've been thinking about getting my own apartment to live in." She gave me a suprised look which turned into a smile. "I think that is a very good idea. I support it one hundred percent!" We talked more about me moving throughout the morning.

     At around two the next day, I went to the apartment builing down the road. They had a couple nice ones that I liked a lot. I found one that seemed best fit for me. It had tan carpet throughout and white walls. There was a couch and tv already in the living room. In the bedroom there was a bed and dresser. Overall it was nice. I talked to the land lord and we decided on a monthly price. It seemed fair, this might have been the first step into moving on with my life. I was to move in a week later. But, everyday I missed him more. The only thing that could get my mind off him was music. When the radio played one direction I cried. I couldn't help it. Louis had hurt me so much. I got plenty of texts from him, all of which I deleted. I spent the week trying to forget Louis. I never could. I cried so much. Most of the time I never even got out of bed.

    When the week finally ended, I was so happy. I could finally be by myself. I needed to gather myself alone. I moved in with no problems, other then my mom crying. I felt kind of bad, making her cry. But, this was the best thing to do. "Mum, please don't cry." I wrapped her in a hug, she rested her head on my shoulder and dried her tears. "I am sorry." I made her stand up and look at me. "There is nothing to be sorry about. I need to ask you do one last thing for me though..." She raised her eyebrows signaling she was listening. "Never tell Louis where I am. No matter how much he asks."

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