Fighting for Love (LOUIS TOMLINSON)

It all started with the one thing that everyone needs LOVE. Some people never learned to love, trust, and have faith in any relationship. Never loved by anyone growing up as an orphan, Laura Phillip has no clue what love is or what comes with it. Louis Tomlinson was her only friend in the orphanage. Once they were old enough to leave the orphanage Laura was gone. When her and Louis meet again what will happen. When he tries to confess is attraction to her, will the truth come out? Will he finally realize all the issues that lie in her shadow? Will he be able to show her, what love is and how to love or will it all end in heartbreak for the one and only Louis?



Let’s find out.

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5. I Give Up

**Laura’s POV**

I woke up to the comfort of my bed. I couldn’t even remember the events of the day before after breakfast with Leila. Thank God. I jumped out of bed only to be greeted with abrupt pain in my sides.

“OW!” I hissed.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I immediately regretted making any noise at all. The door burst open as I pretended to be asleep, not wanting any visitor no matter who it was.

“I know you’re awake,” his husky voice echoed through the room. I didn’t understand how he got here and why he was in my room.

“Shhhh, I’m sleeping,” I whispered, giggling to myself before the pain came back and the giggles turned to groans.

“Can I get you something for you pain,” he asked concerned walking forward.

“No, I’m fine,” I responded still holding my side.

“No, you’re not,” he growled obviously irritated by my denial.

“Just leave me alone,” I retorted.

“Stop denying you need someone to help you,” he spoke calmly and coolly expressing the only emotion he could, worry.

“It’s not you that’s for sure,” I shot.

He slowly walked out the door and I immediately felt guilty. I didn’t hear footsteps or any noises so I slowly got up still holding my side. I crawled across my room to the door. As I approached I heard a sobbing sound coming from down the hall. I crept my way down the hall to see Louis standing at the window. He obviously didn’t notice my presence at first so I put my hand on his shoulder. Obviously startled he whipped around with his eyes red and puffy. The minute his eyes locked with mine he turned back around leaving me standing there staring at the ground.

“What do you want,” his voice cracked as he stayed looking out the window.

“I’m sorry Louis I didn’t mean it,” I said tearing up “I just grew up without help and tend to keep it that way”

“I don’t care just forget I ever tried to help you,” he spoke his tone cold. “Just know I give up.”

“Louis please don’t make me feel worse than I do,” I said now balling my eyes out. “Don’t give up please, I just don’t know how to accept someone’s attention.”

“I won’t leave,” he started before I cut him off.

“Thank you” I said hugging Louis. Once I noticed him go stiff under my touch and he didn’t return the favor a look of confusion taking over my enjoyed expression.

“You didn’t let me finish, I will stay if you tell me why you can’t accept anyone caring about you.” He spoke with such hurt that I wouldn’t tell him before.

“It’s not that simple,” I said tearing up yet again.

“Then I guess it isn’t for me either, goodbye Laura,” he said walking out the door leaving me standing at the window in a ball crying.

Why did I even want him to stay? I don’t understand what just came over me! I will never speak to him again. I know I really want to love him; I just am incapable of trusting, loving, or caring. I just can’t do it. I’ll never be normal and that’s all Louis really deserves. He’s probably just thinking of me as some charity case anyway. He felt bad I spent my life in an orphanage and he’s got money so he thought he could win me over with his fame and fortune.

It was all just a game anyway. Why would I even bother trying to be nice to him? He doesn’t deserve it. I never will ever speak to him again. EVER!!!!

 

**Louis’ POV**                                               

I can’t believe it’s over. I thought I could get her to change her mind. I’ve never felt so empty before in my entire life. Even during all those painful years. I felt terrible after walking out the door. I wish I could run up to her and comfort her. Although, in order to comfort her I need to know what she’s been through. Until she will open up I can’t be near here. I can’t keep giving in to my feelings for her. I need her to come to me to show me she’s willing to put up the effort.

I pull up the driveway and park noticing everyone’s car is here. Yay NOT. I try to make a quick escape to my room without any greetings, but with Harry things never go the way they are planned.

“Oh so how is your soon to be girlfriend,” Harry teased me as I walked in.

“For the last time we aren’t even friends,” I shouted at him, absolutely infuriated by the teasing especially now that we may never speak again.

I ran up the stairs and stomped into my room. I slammed my door to make everyone know to stay away. Again nothing goes as planned as three knocks hit my door the minute I got comfortable. I turned up my music louder to make my point of wanting to be left alone clear. That failed incredibly as Niall, Zayn, and Harry barged into the room.

“Go away,” I screamed at them covering my head in between the pillow and my sheets.

“No,” they all replied. “What happened back there,” Niall spoke up.

“I don’t want to talk about please just leave” I said with a heavy sigh.

“Ok,” I heard two say.

Once I heard the door shut I started to cry in frustration and just sadness over losing Laura.

“Mate I’m not leaving,” I heard an Irish accent sounds through my head.

I gave a frustrated groan and turned to face him.

“What do you want from me?” I asked slightly irritated yet thankful he decided to make an effort.

“I want to know what’s wrong,” he stated as if it was obvious. “Also why you are acting like this.”

I gave up and told him the events from yesterday afternoon to this morning.

“Awe Louis I’m sorry, that’s terrible,” he said leaning in to give me a hug.

I returned it gratefully, glad someone could understand. After about five minutes of just talking he got up and left me to my own misery. I started to break down right there and then. I just cried feeling sorry for her and myself.

 

 

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