She's too young - completed

This is a story I wrote for a fan, Ellie. I'm so sorry I haven't posted it, it's been waay crazy. So anywho, this is a fanfic about Louis Tomlinson. They fall head over heels in love, but will it work? People will cry. Feelings will die. And the world will continue to tell them, "She's too young..."

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17. With Louis

Walking up the street, I noticed Louis' blue car pull up. He rushed out looking worried,

 

"Ellie, are you okay?" Wrapping his hand around mine I nod, in an unconvincing way.

 

"I just.. don't want to be here anymore." I mumble.

 

"Come on." Louis leads me into his car, that's heated from the cool night. Obvious the weather is slowly changing. Running my fingers through my hair I smiled at him. He started the car, and we drove away to a house down a long street. The stars shining extra tonight, and all I could think was how I wished I felt as bright as they seemed.

 

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" Louis asked, eyes focused on the road. I told him everything. How my mother doesn't want me, to let my dad put up with me. That they never even look at each other in a romantic way anymore, and it's all filled with hate and disgust. My emotionally abused life. Emotional, bruised, hurt, cold, lonely life. I seemed like a depressed idiot. Exclaiming that to him he threw in,

 

"You don't sound depressed. Or cold."

 

"Well what does it sound like?" I asked.

 

"Like you just need someone. To love you." He smiled, my butterflies went crazy. Infact I felt the whole zoo as he looked at me with those eyes. We arrived at his home. Rather nice, huge. Louis motioned me up the stairs to his bedroom, the house was empty apart from us. Which made me feel nervous, in a different way. In a desirable way. Opening his oak door, I paced inside. Tracing my fingers along his desk, cotton comforter neatly on his huge bed, and examining photos on the dresser. Louis told me about the family in the pictures. He explained to me that him and Daisy are the only two who attend our high school, and that his other sisters were transfered to a private prep school downtown. The rest of his family were at an outing right now. Coincidental that the two of us stayed home alone whilst our family was out all together. Fate, maybe? I don't know.

 

He plopped down on the bed, resting on his side as we talked. I scooted up closer to him lying on my stomach. Our faces only inches apart. The room fell silent, only our breathing was audible at the moment. It wasn't an awkard silent, it felt nice. There was no absolute need to say anymore. I bit my bottom lip lightly, one of my many annoying habbits I carried. He leaned in and kissed me, more electric than our first kiss. More needy yet careful. Slow. Moving against rythm as our lips parted. I sat up a bit, Louis tangling fingers in my loose hair. He didn't pressure me to go further, and I appreciated it. It just wasn't time.

 

I awoke breathing heavy. I'd fallen asleep with Louis. The lights were still on through the bedroom, I checked my phone. Past midnight. Oh my god was I in trouble.

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