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"Just answer this one question. Did you even love me?" The tone of scaredness laces her question waiting for my answer.

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7. Chapter 7

Louis' POV:

Something is wrong with Melissa, and I have no clue why; but I intend to find out. 

We finally get a table in the back like I asked for. Its a small table but perfect for the two of us. White table, and a vase holding a rose decorates the table with a candle lighting the space. I pull out a chair for her, like a regular gentlemen and push the chair holding her back in. I move over to my seat and sit down looking at the menu. 

She does too, but later puts it down.

"Figured out what you want already?" I ask her finally knowing what I want. 

"Louis, we don't have to go here, I mean its really expensive." She says whispering leaning closer to me. She rubs her hands on her thighs, and she's nervous. Why? I mean that dress totally compliments her body and fits her perfectly but hey, I don't want to I still have senior year. 

"Don't worry babe, I got this. I want to eat here, show you that not every date we go on has to be pizza or ice cream." I say laughing as my hand reaches her's. She holds it back, making me smile and she does too. 

"Hi, my name is Mark, I'll be your waiter this evening can I start you off with any drinks?" He says closes his little note book and sliding it in his apron thing. 

"I think we are ready to order? Well she'll have the pasta marina with a ice tea, and for me I'll have the steak and potatoes with a beer." I say handing the menus to him. He gives me a weird look and this is what I thought. Maybe I can get my age past him, I mean I drink some times but I'm not an alcoholic or anything. 

"Sir, we don't serve beer here." He says snotty, probably noticing my age, too young, only by a few years though.

"Coke." I speak plainly to him. A nice, elegant bar with no beer? Whatever. He walks away and it leaves me and Melissa alone. She's looking out the window and this is why I wanted this table. Beautiful views outside, and no matter what right at me. ;)

"Its beautiful isn't it?" I say trying to break the somewhat awkwardness that has entered our presence. 

"Yea, really is." She says smiling. I never really noticed her tiny features on her face that complete her. Eyebrows above her eyes, making her look always happy, tiny nose with a lone freckle on her left side of her cheek. Chestnut brown eyes, and matching wavy hair. 

I turn my head to the kitchen wondering where are drinks are and I see our waiter talking to the man in a expensive looking suit. 

They flick their heads occasionally at us, and eyes too. Hushed talk is made between the two due to their distance, and finally the waiter points his finger at our table. Why are they talking about us.

The man in the suit walks over to us, and notices me, his smiles but it is not at all welcoming. 

"Hello, sorry to interrupt you tonight, but we are unable to serve you this fine evening. We suggest you try somewhere else." He says sophisticated but coming out rude. 

"Excuse me?" I look at him shifting my body.

"We ask you to leave, have a nice night." 

"We.. are not leaving. I reserved a table and we are going to eat." I stand up and I am just a little taller than him, but he shows no emotion. 

"Sir, once again, we suggest that you and your person accompaning you leave before things get out of hand."

I laugh at him, and look at Melissa who is looking down at her hands. Why? She should be laughing with me. 

The guy in the suit calls another worker over and whispers something in his ear, earning a nod and comes back with multiple guys in suits you look like security. Wow, talk about nice?!

I sit down and hold Melissa's hand and her eyes are glossy, like she's about to cry. 

"Melissa you okay?" I whisper she doesn't answer but looks away. Why is she so emotional? Is it me in this suit or hormones? Maybe its her time of the month.....

The guy, who's name is Richard, in the suit walks away, leaving the strong looking men surround our table blocking out the other guests. 

Next second, we are both lifted from our seats and walking to the front entrance. Melissa in front of me with one of the guards guiding her with his hand on her lower back. That is not okay with me. Before we reach the doors I rip the guy's hand off of her and he twists back, giving me the perfect angle to punch him. I do, making the guy behind me get him, and I grab Melissa making a run for it, and escape before hearing some of the guys footsteps. We are behind the building facing the beautiful view we saw minutes ago. 

She sits down on a nearby bench and her head falls into her hands. 

"What happened in there, why were you so nervous?" I ask as politely as I can. 

She huffs then lifts her head up, "Louis, I used to work there, then I got fired because of the things I did as an employee. It got really bad, they probably don't want me back in there." 

I really want to know what happened but I don't want to make her more uncomfortable. 

"You can tell me always, anything." Perfect excuse. Well I guess

"Um, well I worked as a bartender there, on the upstairs part of the restaurant, not the fancy one, but the dreadful one they own upstairs. Well in the contract it said some stuff that I never thought of what would happen and later they did. I worked as a like an intern there and a few months later, I was a full time worker. I had to deal with school too, but I had good grades and it was nothing to worry about. But my partner at the bar, well we got really close, and we dated and we were stupid, like any other in love teenagers, well kinda, that worked together. And a couple months later I got pregnant. They fired me, because of that, and I wasn't ready to face the fact of caring for some on else all the time. So I went back to my partner, Blake, and he refused that he was the father and refused to help me get my job back. And I had to....abortion. So I guess you can call me one of those slutty girls. An actual one, well kinda."

What? Well I was not expecting that. 

 

Eleanor's POV:

I got over to Harry's house and told him the whole story, him getting mad too. But he didn't like the fact that I had to break up with him. 

"Its okay. Shhh, don't cry." He says hugging me like a baby. I missed these days, where I truly felt loved and cared for. He holds my head and brushes my hair, laying light kisses on the brown hair. 

My phone goes off, and its a text from Kiera. 

Hey, I really need your help. Its about me and Niall, please come.

"Harry, Kiera really needs me right now." I say lifting my chin up to his face. 

"Nooooo, stay with me." He whines. I laugh and kiss his jaw.

"What if that was you and us. Both of us, would be crushed."

He huffs dramatically and rolls over not facing me. 

"Bye Harry." I say laughing. 

Before I close the door he lifts his head up, "That will never happen." I smile at the thought of already knowing my soulmate, but a lot can change. I don't want that to happen. 

"Never in a million years." Closing the door, I put my phone in my pocket and grabbing my purse, I make my way over to her house. 

Kiera's POV:

I'm so relieved when El texts me back a good one. Within 20 minutes she's here and I'm showing her the guitar, necklace and pictures. 

I sit on my new phone that Zayn bought me, not caring about it right now. Katy already programmed my stuff back in, and they are really acting like a married couple. They really are perfect for each other. 

"Damn! I never knew you guys loved each other that much." I nod and hold the necklace in my palm. Silence takes over my room as she keeps looking at the pictures. 

"You miss him, he really misses you." I look up, nodding again lost in words. 

"Here's a solution get back together." 

"What?!" I say voice cracking, finally finding my voice.

"Get back together. I mean, you can't be like this forever! Talk to him about then see how it goes from there.........you do love him still don't you?"

"Of course, I mean yes.......what do you and Harry do, when you fight?" I ask as she takes a place on the edge of the bed. 

"Well usually one of us gives in, and makes up, then resolves in kissing. But the bigger things are we just talk it out, and if there's nothing possible it's maybe not meant to be."

But the thing, is me and Niall are meant to be. I can constantly feel it. 

"Tough luck babe...you wanna go shopping?!" Classic Eleanor. I laugh at her, as she fixes her hair in the mirror.

"Sure, lets go." Besides I need to get out of the house. 

 

Niall's POV:

My phone vibrates and I look at the caller ID. Kiera? I tap the answer button, but I hear two voices on the other line. Eleanor and Kiera. 

"Damn! I never knew you guys loved each other that much." I hear Eleanor's voice say. 

"You miss him, he really misses you." Silence is taking over, and Kiera stays silent 

"Here's a solution get back together." My hope goes higher that someone finally notices the big answer here. 

"What?!" Kiera's voice cracks, and I'm not sure whether it is from the idea or the tears. 

"Get back together. I mean, you can't be like this forever! Talk to him about then see how it goes from there.........you do love him still don't you?" 

Well does she? I mean I love her.

"Of course, I mean yes.......what do you and Harry do, when you fight?" I feel a smile on my face that she feels the same way as me. Why can't we go through this together? Oh, yea thats right, she doesn't want to talk to me. 

"Well usually one of us gives in, and makes up, then resolves in kissing. But the bigger things are we just talk it out, and if there's nothing possible it's maybe not meant to be."

But it is, ever since I laid eyes on her, no matter if she was dating someone we would always be meant for each other. I just have to get her to figure that out....again. 

 

A/N: Hey guys, sorry I updated so late! Practice went longer than expected! This whole thing, starting from when Niall sang to her and now has been over 3 days. Sorry bout that. Do you think, that we could get more reads, likes and favorites on this book? Hope you enjoy!

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