I Knew You Were Trouble

Ella Thorpe and Louis Tomlinson have been best friends since they had been born. Ella's Mum and Dad work on tours so when she was 16 she moved in with Louis' family whilst her parents and sister travelled on the road. When Louis brings the rest of One Direction home after their time on The X Factor, Ella and Harry develop a crush for one another. Louis notices this and tries to prevent it from happening as he knows Harry's womanizing ways. Will Louis support them when Harry and Ella make it official?
Credit for the cover: Alex Taylor

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29. Please Come Home, Eleanor

Ella's P.O.V
I walked into the kitchen but I could still hear the cheers of delight coming from Niall, Zayn, Liam and Harry. They were watching football and Manchester United was playing; if I supported a team it would probably be Man U. My dad supports them and Louis does to and I've lived around both of them for my whole life.
"Hello?" El answered, her voice sounded as if she'd been crying. I was almost positive that she was.
"El, we're all going to Nando's, please come. I feel so guilty and Lou's a mess. He locked himself in his room and hasn't eaten anything since you left. You two truly love each other and everyone else can see that. Please come, El. For Lou," I practically begged her.
"How's Lou been to you?" Her voice cracked as she said the name.
"I haven't seen him since he went upstairs to sulk. So, since I stopped him from following you." I explained.
"I've wrecked our relationship," El sobbed.
"No, you haven't. Come see Lou tonight and you two can stay here to talk." I suggested.
"Okay, I've gotta go now, bye," She hung up.

 

Louis' P.O.V
I was crying when someone knocked on the door.
"Lou, can I come in? I've got goood news." Ella asked, timidly.
I groaned, rolled over and went to upon the door. Ella walked into my room giving me a small smile.
"What?" I moaned, still annoyed that she'd stopped me from going after El.
"El's coming over here in ten minutes to talk thingss through with you," She smiled.
I smiled back, slightly. She wouldn't take me back. I messed up; bad. Maybe she'd say that we couldn't make this work.
"Lou, if she's coming over here, you need to get dressed, brush your teeth and clean this place up," She left the room, showing herself out.
I ran around the room, picking up tissue after tissue after tissue... Once that was done, I changed into my Superdry jumper and a pair of red skinny jeans. Running to the bathroom, I heard a knock at the door. Knowing that I didn't have enough time to brush my teeth, I quickly chugged some mouthwash down.
"Lou! We're leaving!" Harry shouted up the stairs.
"Okay!" I replied, spraying some Calvin Klein deodrant on.
The door slammed shut just as I heard a knock on my door. I opened it to see El standing there. She was wearing a blue skater skirt and a white belly top that said 'Dope' in black lettering. Her feet were bare. She'd probably taken them off downstairs. I grinned at her broadly and she smiled back. But this smile was one that I'd never seen before. It was one of sadness.
"Hi," I spoke.
"Hello," She replied
"Come in," I gestured to our bed, "It feels really weird saying that to you."
"It feels really weird knocking on that door," She laughed quietly, pointing to the door.
We sat down on the bed and she looked me dead in the eye.
"Louis, we need to talk," As she said this, my face fell.
By the look on her face, I knew this was bad news. She wanted to brake up for good. I looked at her with worry and she rubbed my back gently, sensing my fear.
"Don't wory, we're just going to talk," El reassured me.
I still wasn't sure, what if she changed her mind?

 

Author's Message:

Sorry it's short, guys. I'm gonnatry to update once I get back from my cousin's barbecue. Not making any promises as they normally go on until quite late :)

If I don't update tonight, I'll update tomorrow at 11am. 500+ views for an early update.

    - Hazzaismybaby

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