Long Lost Twin

My name is Lizzie, my Mum recently died from cancer so I was forced to live with my aunt. That also meant moving schools and making new friends. I did have a Dad but I never knew him. Mum did, they split when I was born. He took my twin and Mum took me.

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28. Chapter 27: Last Goodbye

Time was flying by so fast. It was the summer holidays already.  In exactly six weeks I will be saying goodbye to Louis. I just hope he won’t get too upset by it.

“Your last six weeks of living here.” Jenny told me as I sat down with a bowl of cereal. “Unless you move back in with me,”

“I doubt that. I’ll be touring with a band hopefully, hopefully the band I get placed with for my third year.” I told her. I wanted to become a professional song writer. I spent ages wondering what I would do and then I wrote a song and actually enjoyed writing it.

“I will miss you, you know. Please come back and see me at least once during the holidays. I know you will love having your own place.” Jenny pleaded.

“Sure. I’ll miss you too so how can I not visit? It’s only a three hour drive from uni to here; I can come by at weekends when I get home sick.” I told her. She smiled at me.

I finished eating my cereal and shoved my bowl and spoon in the dishwasher. Mum had left me a lot of money to pay for university; she saved up all the money Dad gave us. I wish Mum was still here, I miss her more than anything. 

The doorbell rang as I stepped on the first step of the stairs. I sighed and answered it to find Louis.

“Hey.” I greeted him and smiled. “Sorry, I was just about to get dressed, I over slept.”

“We need to talk.” Louis demanded. My heart started beating really fast and butterflies filled my stomach. I was scared about what the talk would be about.

I stepped to the side, allowing him to walk inside. “Come in.” He walked in and I shut the door behind him.

“Who was at the door?” Jenny called out from the kitchen where she was still eating her breakfast. Jenny then stood in the doorway of the kitchen. “Oh, hi, Louis,” She said with a smile then walked back.

“What do you want to talk about?” I asked him. I bit my bottom lip. I didn’t want him to break up with me, I wanted to spend six weeks with him. Tears threatened to fill my eyes and I blinked them away and pretended I had an itchy eye.

“I don’t think it will work between us.” Louis announced. His forehead creased and he looked at me apologetically. “I’m sorry I gave you false hope.” I felt relieved, strangely, that he felt the same way I did.

“I feel the same.” I admitted. “I was going to tell you in six weeks.”

“Oh. We can still be together until then; I hope things don’t change between us until then.” Louis replied. Louis pulled me into a hug and kissed my head. “I’m really sorry.”

“It’s okay, I’m sorry too.” I mumbled into his chest. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He sighed. He pulled back from the hug and then kissed me. I kissed him back.

The kiss lasted a few minutes before he pulled back.

“I’ll go now so you can change.” Louis said. “Bye, Liz.” He opened the front door and closed it behind him. I stood there for a good five minutes staring at the door. Tears ran uncontrollably down my cheeks. I didn’t want to lose Louis yet.

“Lizzie, are you okay? Did he break up with you?” Jenny asked, suddenly she was behind me. I jumped and turned to look at her.

“Yeah, I’m okay. We just agreed things weren’t gonna work so we agreed to break up at the end of the summer holidays.” I told her.

“I’m here if you wanna talk.” Jenny offered. I nodded then ran up to my room to cry. 

 

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Nothing changed between me and Louis during our last few weeks together. I still couldn’t grasp that when I leave for uni, I might not see him anymore. The thought made my heart shatter into small and tiny fragments.

As I was about to ascend the stairs to my room, the doorbell rang. I felt a strong wave of déjà vu hit me. I moved to the door and opened it slowly.

Louis stood there. He looked gorgeous. Why did he have to look so handsome the day he breaks up with me?

“Hi.” I mumbled weakly. The first thing Louis did was kiss me. His tongue pushed its way into my mouth and our tongues danced. He suddenly broke away from the kiss. I fought tears. That was our last kiss.

“I guess this is goodbye.” I sighed. He nodded at me, tears filled his eyes.

“I’m really sorry things had to end this way. I hope you can forgive me.” He apologised.

“I’m really sorry too.” I apologised.

“I love you.”

“I love you too. Bye, Louis.”

“Bye, Lizzie. I hope we stay friends, I promise to call and text when I can.” Louis promised. He gave me a small wave before walking down the driveway to his car. I waved to him when he climbed in. I shut the door quickly; I couldn’t stand and watch him drive away from my life. I was probably never going to see him in person again. Only on TV and magazines. 

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