Our Moment

17 year old dancer Chloe moves from a small city called Portsmouth to London with her best friend Bonnie. Little did she know she lived two floors up from the famous Zayn Malik, who she is becoming to see a lot more of.

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18. Heart to heart with Louis

Louis P.O.V

I'm still pissed off at Zayn for hurting Chloe. She's like my little sister, and he went and treated her like a mug. The day they split up, I decided to go and tell her about Zayn's new lover. I knocked on the door but there was no answer so I put my ear up to the door and heard some serious sobbing. I'm guessing she'd already heard the news. But now they're back together, I mean if she's happy then I'm happy and I guess I've got to forgive him soon seeing as he's one of my best mates. 

I decided to talk to her about it. I called her "I need to talk to you" I instantly said as she answered "Okay come down, what about?" I just ignored her last question "see you in a sec" I hung up and walked down the stairs and walked straight into her flat "what's up Lou?" she asked giving me a hug. "Zayn's that's what's the matter!" I raised my voice. She looked a bit frightened "Lou if it's about..." I interrupted her and frowned "WHY DID HE DO IT CLO?!" I shouted at the top of my lungs "HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW LOUIS? BUT I FUCKING LOVE HIM OK?!" I looked at the ground, I could feel my anger rising slowly "WELL HE CLEARLY DOESN'T FUCKING LOVE YOU ENOUGH DOES HE?" I blurted, not meaning to. "YOU CLEARLY DON'T KNOW HIM ENOUGH THEN!" I just hugged her as I could see the tears filling in her eyes "you're like my little sister Clo, I just don't want you getting hurt" she pushed me away "YOU THINK NOW THAT JOEY'S DEAD YOU CAN JUST REPLACE HIM? HOW STUPID DO YOU THINK I AM LOU? YOU THINK YOU CAN PROTECT ME FROM ALL KINDS OF EVIL?! BULLSHIT! CAUSE MY REAL BROTHER WOULD STILL BE ALIVE IF YOU COULD!" she screamed at me, in tears and ran to her bedroom. Locking the door behind her. I felt awful, that isn't what I was implying, but maybe it sounded like it. I decided to leave, I think it's for the best. 

 

Chloe's P.O.V

What did I just do? He was only trying to help me and I just screamed at him. I ran out of my bedroom to find no Louis, but a letter it read:

Chloe,

It wasn't supposed to sound like that, I know I can't replace him. But I'm the best thing you've got now. I love you Clo, like a sister and as soon as I found out I wanted to come and tell you but I guess I left it for too long. Anyway, yeah I'm seriously sorry 

Love Lou x

 

This just infuriated me more, he is NOT the best thing to a brother I have now because yes, Joey is dead, but he's still my brother. And actually I find Harry is because he actually had words with Zayn about it and watched my real brother die. This sounds so bitchy I know but Louis doesn't know what he's talking about, I still felt awful for shouting at him like that though. I decided to go up and see him. I shoved on my shoes and ran as fast as my long legs would take me up the stairs. I burst in to see him sat against the wall with his head in his hands. I strolled over to him and sat down to the left of him and moved his hands away from his face, I could see by the redness and puffiness of his eyes that he'd be crying "I'm sorry Lou," I mumbled under my breath, he smiled a little "it's alright Clo, me too" I smiled at him and he grabbed my head and pulled it onto his shoulder "Oh and Lou?" he took his head off of mine and looked at me in confusion "yeah?" "If that offer for another brother is still going, I'll take it..." he grinned at me with his teeth "always will be for you" I giggled a little and nodded. El walked in and smiled "what's going on here then?" she teased, "chilling with my bro" I tapped the floor next to me so she could sit down. I wrapped my arms round both of them and squeezed them both in "I love you guys" "love you too clo" they answered in unison. I'm so lucky to have met everyone I know now.

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