Halfway Gone (Louis Tomlinson)

It wasn't my intention. I didn't know it would happen like that. I was just simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now, I have to run. And running from the law is not easy. Especially when your a 17 year old fugitive.

Despite all my attempts to hide and disguise myself, I can't seem to escape it. When I finally reached a small town in Missouri, nobody can find me. Right? It's not like I'm guilty, I didn't do anything. But, making the mistakes I made, no one will believe me. That's why I ran in the first place.

Now, in this small town out of all things possible, I run into my ex-best friend. Louis. He's the cause of this all. When he left for the X-Factor, I made some wrong turns and hung out with the wrong people. Sometimes, you can't hide from all your problems and when Louis begins asking questions, I do what I do best. Lie.

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6. Chapter 5 "I Promise"

I throw my stuff on to the ground and plop down on my couch. I can't stop thinking about Ethan... Why is he back now? After all of this time? It just doesn't make any sense to me.

Sighing, I close my eyes and try to sleep. I let my chest fall and rise slowly, and a relax every muscle in my body. Once I'm on the verge of sleeping and staying awake, my door bursts open and Evie comes marching in. I shoot up with a new found energy. She looks pissed. 

"Where the hell have you been?" She yells, throwing her hands in the air. Her face is unreadable. Obviously, she's mad, but she also looks like she was crying. 

"I..." I can't think of any words, for the first time. I can't think of any lies to say. She stands there impatiently. "I just went out for a drive." 

"A drive?" I look down and nod. She doesn't believe me, but she pushes that aside and envelopes me in a tight hug. I feel like she's squeezing all of the air out of me, she hugs me so tightly. 

"Evie." I croak. She releases me and smiles. 

"You had me scared to death... The note you left... I thought you left for good." The note. I forgot about the note... I hope she didn't show anybody. Reading my mind, she laughs and shakes her head. "I didn't show anyone. I thought maybe you'd come back. I saw the lights on, so I guess I was right."

I throw my arms around her. A silent tear rolls down my face. How could I even think of leaving her? She's my family...

"So, Louis.." She begins. I groan and fall back on to the couch. I start to tell her everything, I know I have to. There's no lie to mask this. It's too big. So I spill, and I cry. I cry about missing him, about how he will never trust me, about how, even though he's here, I'll never get him back. And most of all, I cry because I love him. Even after all these years, after I was sure my feelings had faded, seeing his face just made them double. I love him, but he will always hate me. After everything, he will hate me. 

 

Evie left, and now I'm sitting alone in my house sipping coffee and watching a random movie that's playing. A banging sound makes me jump, causing me to spill some of my coffee. Again, and I realize someone's knocking on my door. Who could be here this late?

I sigh and go check. Opening the door, Louis' face appears. He doesn't wait for me to say anything, he just pushes me aside and walks in. I close the door silently and look at him. "Okay, explain. And no running out on me this time, Rory."

I look down. If I tell him, he'll hate me forever. But what other options do I have? "After you left me, I was alone. I... I didn't know what to do, Louis." Tears start to sill my eyes. "Until I met Ethan. He was your opposite, the perfect distraction. He helped me forget about you. But he... he wasn't what I though he was." I start to break down, and I can't control the sobs. They leave my mouth before I have time to breathe. He doesn't do anything, though. He just stands there. I deserve this, though. He shouldn't feel sorry or obliged to comfort me. I continue on, telling him about how Ethan shot that man for the gun and how they saw me, not him. I tell him everything, even about how Ethan just shot that man at the gas station. He doesn't move a muscle. He tries processing everything I'd just told him. "I understand if you don't believe me. If you want to call the cops, go ahead. I deserve it anyway. I'm too tired, Lou. I don't want to fight anymore."

He shakes his head. "No." His voice is shaky. He wants to cry. "I believe you. This is my fault... I shouldn't have left you." I'm still crying, but I argue. This isn't his fault, it's mine. It's Ethan's. "No, Rory, it's mine. You don't deserve this life, and I'm sorry. But I will do everything I can to help you. I promise."

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