Summer Love

There was a time when Doncaster was a calm, quiet town. When nothing too exciting happened, on Sundays women wore dresses and men wore suits, kids played in the green lawns, and teens were as close to behaved as they'll ever be.
Louis Tomlinson remembers this time clearer than anything else, one 2009 summer over all. Louis had dated before, maybe even claimed that he found "the one," that was until he met Elizabeth Clarke. She was probably the last person he ever imagined to fall for, but somehow the pieces fell into place. Elizabeth taught him everything he never learned, the pain and prize of being in love.


9. Ch. 8

Her eyes were bright as we lit a bonfire and unintentionally snuggled together outside to try and stay warm. I rubbed her arm in an attempt to warm her up, but she was past being warmed up. I gave her my coat and everything, but her lips were purple and she was shivering with every breeze that passed. 

I didn't understand why until later, I mean it was practically summer for crying out loud!
"You wanna go back in, Lizzie?" I asked, making her look up at me. 

"Nah, it's fine out here... I want to enjoy it while I can." She mumbled into my chest when she finally cuddled back into me. I sighed and relaxed, hugging my arms around her tightly. 

"What about that bucket list? We never did work on that!" I realized, winding my fingers through Elizabeth's, staring at her intently while she focused on the flames. 

Lizzie smiled up at me before turning back to the fire and playing with my fingers. 

"You have big hands." She observed with a shy giggle. 

"You have small hands." I countered. 

"Oh please, I have cute hands." Elizabeth rolled her eyes, waving her hand in my face. 

"Then I have manly hands." I said with the same gesture.

Elizabeth laughed for what seemed like ages. I swear that right there in the hammock we were infinite...

"I want to go scuba diving." Elizabeth finally broke the peaceful silence with a small desire. 

I smirked and nodded, I hadn't been scuba diving either and thinking about it sounded nice. 

"I wanna do a flip on a trampoline." Elizabeth continued, blushing slightly. 

"Oh, I'm so gonna teach you!" I said with pure excitement, willing to do just about anything for her. Elizabeth laughed and snuggled closer to me so she was slightly lying on my chest, not that I minded of course. 

It went on for what felt like hours... and we had a good list, a challenging but good list. 


"What's your number one?" I begged. She refused to tell me the number one on her bucket list. I couldn't take not knowing, it was nagging me every time I closed my eyes. 

"I told you, I'm not telling..." She frowned. 


"It's too stupid." Elizabeth shook her head, the way she said it sounded adorable. 

"I won't judge! I've told youo some pretty stupid things about myself tonight." I pleaded. 

"Not my fault you blurted all that out." Elizabeth attempted to hold in her giggles... and failed. 

"I blame that ice tea you made. I bet you spiked it." I smirked, aimlessly running my fingers through her hair. Elizabeth sighed and melted into my arms, then she tensed. 

"What?" I asked instantly concerned that I had done something wrong. 

"If I tell you, then will you not brush my hair?" She asked quietly, shying away from my touch. I was completely confused and didn't know what I had done, but I nodded silently. 

"I want to get married before I die." Elizabeth's voice was just above a whisper. 

"Oh that's an easy one! I know hundreds of guys will be throwing themselves at you!" I snorted, and tried moving closer. Elizabeth shook her head and stood up, moving closer to the fire. She looked like she was about to break. I stared at her in concern and confusion. With a frustrated sigh I laid down fully on the hammock and stared at the stars, waiting for her to finally tell me what the problem was. I knew that trying to talk to her was pointless... it was all her choice of when to talk to me.  


I heard a small sigh... It sounded almost like a sob. I opened my eyes and noticed Elizabeth standing with her back to me, running a hand through her hair. She was upset. 

In a second I was up and despite my plan to let her make her move to me, I moved on her. My arms wrapped her into a massive hug to just let her know how I felt about her. Elizabeth jumped at my touch then seemed to relax. 

"Oh, Lou...." She was frowning, tears had clearly fallen down her cheeks only minutes ago. 

"What's wrong, babe?" I whispered, gently tucking some of her loose hair behind her ears. 

"So much... So so much." Elizabeth shook her head and collapsed into my chest. I felt upset just because she did... I would fix her. I would fix whatever was hurting her. 

"Lizzie... Elizabeth." I said softly, drawing her face up from my chest. When she opened her mouth to talk I put a finger over it and shook my head. I needed to talk. I needed to tell her how I felt because I didn't think she noticed. 

"I don't think words can even cover my emotions at the moment. I've quite frankly never had to be this serious about anythin... but I need to be serious right now. We both know what I feel. And if you don't than I am awful at conveying my feelings. A little while ago, you warned me not to fall in love with you... but I'm afraid it's too late. I'm gone for. Headfirst, plunging into your heart. I can't picture what I would be doing right now... probably something stupid with Stan. I don't know, and honestly I don't care. I'm happier here than I ever have been... I'm happiest with you, Lizzie." I said this all in a quiet voice, holding her hands, and staring into her incredible eyes. 

"Louis, I don't think you like me how you think... I'm your charity case." Elizabeth shook her head furiously tears swelling in her eyes. 

I grabbed her face and crushed my lips to hers, not able to wait any longer. The kiss wasn't anything crazy, but I did feel it... the spark.

"I love you, Elizabeth Clarke." I mumbled against her frozen face. 

"I don't think you do." She said again. 

"Well, I do." I insisted, my heart was pounding, waiting to hear how she felt. 

"I-I don't want you to." Elizabeth sobbed into me. My heart dropped. Shit. I had read the signals completely wrong... 

Elizabeth was still crying her eyes out onto me as my head raced to try and piece together what I had done. 

"Babe, whatever I did wrong I'm so sorry. Was it because I was holding your hand? Brushing your hair?" I asked, blinking away my tears to try and fix our relationship... whatever we were. 

"Oh shut up already! It's not your fault at all, Lou." Elizabeth snapped, shoving off me. 

"Then what?" I said in the same tone. 

"I'm sick Louis." Elizabeth whispered, sounding completely broken.

I took two strides over to her and said, "I'll take you to the doctor right now." 

"I've already been." She rolled her eyes as the tears continued to stream down her porcelain face. I just tilted my head and realized I was out of ideas for ways to help... 

"It's going to be ok, I promise." I insisted, staring at her and trying to get her to see reason. 

Elizabeth let out a choked sob and finally turned to me. Delicately she whispered, "You can't love me, Louis... I won't let you waste your time." I attempted to interrupt, but she met me with a frown, so I shut my mouth.

Elizabeth sniffled a bunch then whispered, "I'm dying...  I have cancer." 






Helllllo. So what do you think? What is louis going to do about her? I mean they just met but there's always love at first sight and all that quick fun stuff. Could true love heal her? How long has she got to live? And again... what is louis going to do?

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