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.


10. Ch. 9

Seconds passed.

Then minutes.

And who knows, maybe even an hour. 


"Louis... Say something." Elizabeth whispered once she got some sort of control over her sobs. I blinked myself conscious and then squeezed my eyes tightly, attempting to process. I had blanked. It couldn't be possible.... My beautiful baby. My Lizzie was dying?! 

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." She cried. falling onto the ground, giving up. 

I took a huge step forward, realizing how depressed she must be feeling. My arms found her in less than a second and I was instantly running my hands through her hair and kissing her forehead and hair over and over, squeezing her to me as tightly as I could. No. No no no. There had to be some kind of mistake. This couldn't be happening. She was so young. So pretty... and she was such a good person. She didn't deserve this. 

I was about to ask if she was messing with me, but her very expression let me know that she was dead serious... No pun intended. 

"It's gonna be ok." I said just as I had told her before I knew her secret. 

"No it's not, Lou. I'm dying for christssake!" Elizabeth hissed through her tears. 

"It's going to be ok." I repeated softly. 

"I don't want you to live thinking that you love me after I die." She whispered. 

My voice broke as my own tears found their way down my face and I told her, "I've never told someone I love them and actually meant it until you. I don't want anything else but you... Even if we don't get a happily ever after." I felt much older than I was saying this. I guess it was because I didn't think teens should be dealing with this... They should tell a girl they love her, she says the same, then in a few years they marry. The problem was, Elizabeth might not even have a year...

We were just sitting on the ground, me holding onto her. I needed to hang onto her for fear that she would disappear any moment. None of this seemed real. So, we were just sitting there crying our eyes out, hugging each other with every ounce of energy we had left. 

Mr. Clarke found us eventually. He didn't try and get us to come inside, he knew that I knew the secret. Instead, he just gave us a few warm blankets and some hot tea. Lizzie was practically in a daze on my lap, staring at the remaining flames while the last of her tears followed the path down her cheeks that the previous tears had already made. I had run out of tears. I was now just sitting with her, not wanting to be anywhere else. It had all happened so fast... I barely knew her. Then, I fell in love with her. And now, she was being taken away from me. 




"Babe? You wanna go somewhere?" I whispered softly a little while later. 

"Where?" She sniffled. I shrugged and rested my chin on her shoulder, gently kissing her neck. 

"I have to write a speech. We could go back to my house." I suggested.


"I'm valedictorian. We're graduating tomorrow." I laughed lightly. 

"Oh... right." Elizabeth smiled. She agreed to coming to my house, so after a quick chat with her father, we both hopped into my car and went to my house to try and act like none of this happened. That's what I wanted for now. I wanted to be with Lizzie as much as I could as normally as I could. I could only assume that she wanted the same. 


"Hey mum!" I yelled once I was in the house. I heard my mother and at least one of my sisters coming down the stairs. 

"Hey, Louis!" She grinned then took in my expression as well as Elizabeth's and asked, "What's wrong?" 

Lizzie wasn't strong enough to tell her. I barely was. But, somehow I managed to squeeze the words out to her before I cried again. Lizzie was already sobbing on my lap again. My mother joined in our tears, hugging us both tightly. She didn't want to believe it anymore than me, anymore than anyone. She had gotten to know Elizabeth really well through me. So had my sisters... I didn't know how to even cope with the idea of being without her. I was practically ready to get down on one knee and marry her right here right now. I was so head over heels in love. 

"We're gonna go up to my room." I whispered what seemed like days later. 

"Ok." My mum sniffled before kissing both of us on the head and going to make tea. To her tea was a cure for anything, but I knew right now it was more of a distraction. 

Lizzie hadn't talked since we had left her house. She just stared ahead with a slight glaze over her eyes. 

"Lizzie, baby." I whispered gently, setting her down on my bed. She remained silent. I sighed and went over to my desk and began looking up examples of speeches to get some idea. Once I had a good idea of what I wanted to write, I turned around to check on Elizabeth. She was more alert, watching me intently. 

"How're ya?" I said weakly. 

"Oh you know just swell." She shook her head with a sad smile.

"It is going to be ok. I've told you that three times and I'll tell you that over and over until you believe it." 

Lizzie just sighed and got up, quietly sitting on my lap. She bent down and kissed me softly. Then she pulled away and looked at me. When she saw the worry in my eyes, she kissed me again and again until we were both kissing each other as if our lives depended on this kiss. As if it was the first and the last kiss we would ever have. In some ways, that's what it was in my mind. The first really good kiss before everything kicked in and all hell broke loose. It was good. It was happy... It was hope. 


Author's note:

Hellllllo. So, bomb dropped, Elizabeth is dying... How do you feel about it? Any tears shed? 

What do you want to happen? Any ideas/suggestions?

Please tell me if you like it!!!!


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