I Always Will Remember (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction) *COMPLETE*

Alice and Irene, two Italian university students, finally manage to have One Direction tickets for their Stadium tour! The band is having one Italian date in the same town where the girls attend university: what happens when they accidentally meet two of the boys around?
See what happens that changes their lives forever!

____ **Some swear words and mature content here and there**____


33. Chapter Thirty-two

My brain blacked out for a while.

At first I thought I was imagining the whole scene, being so down and desperate that I was starting to see him when he wasn't there, like a beautiful ghost haunting my dreams, and now real life.

But when he lifted up his head and looked at me in the eyes, a comfortable warmth spread across my body and soul, and I knew he was real. He was there for real.

He seemed to be really serious and somehow worried, as if he feared my reaction, because he just stared at me without even smiling or anything, his bright eyes now full of shadows.

I hesitated for a second, then I just speeded up my footsteps and literally ran to him, not caring if that was something okay to do in that kind of situation: I just needed to feel him against me again.

I didn't give a shit if he was there to tell me something I didn't want to hear, I was so glad to see him again, and I still couldn't believe it.

He was surprised by me running to him, but he replied to my hug, and held me close, making all of the knots caused by gloom and pain I had inside unravel immediately, and I felt like I was floating on stupid pink clouds and rainbows.

“Wh-what are you...” I stuttered as we both stepped back and looked at each other, being so overwhelmed by his appearance I could barely move my tongue.

“Hi Alice...” he smiled, and I laughed out loud at him:

“Hi Louis” I finally replied, my dying heart now almost back at its normal functions.

“I... I... I don't know where to start right now...” he mumbled, and I could see he really struggled to let something out of his mouth.

“Let's go and sit there...” he suggested, and I followed him on the wooden bench that faced the street, on our left.


We sat down and I took a deep breath before asking:

“How the hell did you get here? I... I thought you and the guys... would be back home by today...”

“Actually we will be, we're leaving tonight” Louis explained, feeling a little more confident “We still have a performance tonight.. at 9 I guess”

“Really? Where? Did you add a date?” I asked surprised.

“No, it's just that... There's some kind of MTV 'live party' here in Italy, in Venice... Saint Mark's square I think. When they knew we were still here, they asked us to play at least a song, you know... To get more audience” he smiled “So we'll play 'Best song ever', answer a few questions and then we'll run to the airport...”

I nodded, being happy they were still there, but starting to sadden at the thought of them leaving for real. He kept being silent for a while and looked at me, and I was waiting for him to speak with incredible agitation.

“I ran away from the bodyguard to get here” he chuckled.

“What?! Are you serious?”

“Yes I am.. I asked Liam the address and drove here from the hotel where we should be staying today. I...” he started, moving his eyes away from mine.

“You...?” I encouraged him, not being able to bear that lack of information any longer.

“I... needed to talk to you. At all costs”

I swallowed with difficulty, not knowing what to expect from that.

“The last three days were... simply terrible. I had been feeling like crap the whole time”

I couldn't believe what my ears were perceiving: how could that be possible? Louis was really telling me that... I chose to shut up and wait for him to explain himself.

“In the beginning, when... we said goodbye, I told myself it was normal for me to feel like that: I mean, we... shared something deep those days..”

He barely looked at me, and I realised he was finding it really hard to be completely honest, probably because he was slightly embarrassed of himself. A tough guy like him admitting he was weak because of a girl.

“But... I couldn't free myself from the heavy feeling I was missing something. And I realised it was you” he almost whispered, finally meeting my eyes, and I caught my breath, not knowing how to react to it: it was too good to be true.

“Alice, we behaved like idiots. We should have known it would have ended up like this. It was so irresponsible..” he almost reproached himself.

“No it wasn't, Louis” I decided to intervene “Normal people have brief and meaningless love affairs everyday, and carry on with their lives afterwards like nothing happened. We couldn't expect it to go like this... Me and you both feeling like shit because... there was something more than physical interest between us” I concluded.

“So... you were not fine with it too?” he asked, a light suddenly appearing in his eyes.

I hesitated for a moment, knowing it was the right time to let everything out, then I said:

“Of course I wasn't. I had... the worst days of my life without you” I admitted, looking down, still

not being sure if I should trust his words.

“Why didn't you call me? I told you to do so!” He exclaimed.

“Why didn't you call me!? I waited for you to contact me any minute of the day...”

“I just thought.... you didn't care that much”

“I thought you didn't.. You're Louis Tomlinson, c'mon! And I'm just a regular girl, so I-”

“You really did something to me, even though you still don't wanna believe it. I tried to let it go but I realised I wouldn't be happy. I wouldn't be as happy as I am, by being with you” he said fast, not breathing a single time, and my heart was beating inside my throat once again.

“I know this is beyond sugary” he giggled “but, Alice... I would have never come here to tell you this if I wasn't sure of it. You gotta realise it. I could have left and forget you within a month”

“Louis, I... I'm so happy I can't even breath right know” I whispered, smiling and feeling tears struggling to fall down. I instead leaned towards him and gently placed my lips on his, getting electricity through my whole body once again, just like the first time we kissed, in that dark and noisy club. He kissed me back, wrapping his arms around my shoulders, pulling me close, and we rested like that after the kiss, breathing at the same pace, my head on his shoulder: I wasn't feeling that good since the last time we shared the same bed, and it seemed like it happened ages ago.

“I want you to come with me” he suddenly said, a firm tone in his voice.

The blood froze inside my veins, and I got up to gaze at him: he looked damn serious about it.

“I want you to move with me in London. I wanna be with you, since I now know I couldn't be fine any other way than with you”
That was definitely a shock: I would have never believed it could be possible! Louis asking me something like that! A sudden panic took control of me.

“Louis, I... I have my family here, and...” I started, feeling terribly anxious at his proposal.

“You're old enough to let them alone, Alice. And you can come back any time to visit them” he said, knowing I was scared.

“But... what about university? I... have to get a degree, I can't do anything in life without it, my high school studies aren't enough” I explained, and that was definitely an important point for me: I wanted to be able to get a job I liked – of course I already know what I wanted to do, being the responsible girl I've always been –, and my studies were the only way to get me there.

“Is it compulsory for you to attend lessons everyday?” he asked.

“Well... Actually no. It is sufficient for me to pass my exams...”

“You see? Easy. You can study on your own and come back here just to take them” he calmly stated.

That guy had a good point for everything.

“Louis I'd be the happiest person if I could be with you, but... I haven't enough money saved to travel with you! And I'm not going to be anyone's parasite, not at all!” I firmly said, my strong pride rising up inside of me.

“Alice why do you worry about this? You can look for a job in London, or... I'll try and find you something in our own staff, so you can always be with us... and with me” he replied.

I was feeling like I could fall into pieces any time, as if two different people were violently pulling me towards two opposite directions: I wanted to run away with him, I knew he was the only one who could have made me happy right now, and the memory of how bad I had felt without him was still strong in my head, but... at the same time I felt like there were thousands of obstacles between my fantasies of leaving with him and reality. I was scared to death, I just... I didn't think it was completely reasonable to decide something so important within two minutes! I needed to think about it, my rational side needed to elaborate that to the smallest detail.

Louis seemed to notice my state, and softly said:

“I realise this is crazy, and it's something so big that it would be hard for everyone to make a decision, so... let's do like this: me and the guys are leaving at half past eleven tonight from Venice's airport, right after the show, as I told you. Take your time to think about it, but let me know something before we get there, ok? So that I know if I have to wait for you or... not” he said, holding my hands to calm me down.

“Ok Louis. I'll do as you told me. Thank you” I mumbled, feeling my heart slowing down a bit.

“Don't worry babe. I'm already... glad that we're here together right now, I don't want it to go to waste by pushing you or anything... I gotta leave at four, so we can have a couple of hours for us” he smiled lightly, and I was relieved he didn't seem to be angry with me.

“You are amazing, Louis! I... I still find it hard to believe you came to look for me... Nobody has ever done something like this for me”

“I would have died of heartache, if I wouldn't have done it”

I decided to put my worries and stressful thoughts about his suggestion aside, and enjoy the fact he was there with me again, looking beautiful as ever, smelling so good I could just rest on his chest and breath him in forever. I stood up and took his hand, pulling him closer so that he would get up, and I held him tight, living the moment as if it was the last.

“I missed you so much... My body missed you so much, Louis” I whispered.

“I know babe, who wouldn't miss this?” he proudly said, indicating his body with a playful smirk on his face.

“Come with me, idiot” I said faking annoyance, starting to head for my house, and Louis followed me, walking hand in hand.

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