Before I Met You, Louis Tomlinson.

Seventeen year old writer, Ellen Aprils is displayed affection in a new light, but her dreadful past forces her to push it to the back of her mind and tell herself the feels aren’t there. Ellen keeps a journal and is told from a young age to keep her emotions together by putting her feelings on paper, before Louis came along she didn’t know what love and heart break was. The young writer leaving her family, friends and first love in Australia to join a school in London to progress a future in writing. She starts her life and thinks she has Louis place behind her but it’s when she heads to a party with her neighbour, Liam that her and Louis are reunited, she experiences things like non other after Louis and her pursue there once dead end relationship.


17. 17


Ellen’s POV

“Thank you for tonight.” I smile after I unlock my door, I stand with my hands behind my back, Louis has his hands buried in his pockets as we observe each other.

“I guess I will see you tomorrow?” He asks and I nod.

“Im sure you will.” I state and look towards the ground.

“Well goodnight.” I smile.

“Goodnight.” I say and he hesitates to turn, I watch him walk down the path to his car before I open the door and step out of the night, my parents are seated on the lounge, so is Tegan.

“So, how was it?” Tegan asked, a smirk on her face.

“Fine.” I reply as I start to make my way towards my room.

“Well, what happen? Where’d he take you?” my mum asked as she and Tegan stand, my dad looking over the back of the lounge at me.

“He took me to a restaurant and we came back here, nothing to flash.” My mum frowns at the lack of information im giving her, Tegan follows me to my room, I walk in and she follows closing the door behind me, I head into my wardrobe and strip down before slipping on a pair of PJs and joining Tegan in my room again.

“So did you kiss?” she asks bitting her bottom lip, I look at her before grabbing a hair tie.


“What, why not?” I look towards her as she frowns at me.

“I don’t know, it just didn’t happen.” I shrug, “Were we supposed to?”

“Yes. Yes you were supposed to. You like him right?” I nod, “He like you.” She pauses, “You are supposed to kiss, it’s just how it works.”

“Well that’s not what happen.” I say tying my hair back.

“Then how did it go?” she asked and I shrugged.

“I don’t exactly have anything to compare it too, he was nice as always, funny.” I shrug, “It was just dinner Tegan.”

“What between two friend?” I shrug for what feels like the millionth time tonight with her. “Ellen stop thinking of yourself as just friends.”

“Then what am I supposed to refer to us as, we aren’t dating.” I look at her, “Were friends.”

“Well there’s an easy way to get from being friends to more than friends, ask him where you stand, ask him where going on a date leave you.”

“Go home.”

“Text him.”

“I am not texting him about where our relationship stands, I don’t even know if he still wants to date me, maybe that’s why he didn’t kiss me.”

“Or maybe he didn’t kiss you because he knows you were scared to.” I frown.

“I’ll see you in the morning.” I half smile, “Good night.” I hug her and she leaves my room, I go to the bathroom to remove my contacts and brush my teeth, I go back to my room and turn the light off, slipping under the covers I roll on my side and close my eyes.

Next day

I sat though math not really focused on the work, I didn’t notice what I has been doodling until I was snapped out of my thoughts by a table hitting the floor, I looked around and noticed the one in front of me but one row in had been toppled over and the last thing I saw leave the room were brown curls. Harry. I looked at the page in my book, a drawing of half a person and a table, it was Louis, sitting at the table last night at dinner, I closed my book and pushed it in my bag before leaving after him, the teacher calling my name but I just close the door.

“What is with you?” I ask standing a few meters from him, he swang around to face me.

“Your dating Louis!” I frowned.

“So.” I wait for a reply, “Why would that bother you?”

“Because your advertising it by drawing it all over your book.”

“I am not advertising it, I didn’t even know what I was drawing until I focused.”

“Im sure you weren’t focused, when people draw unfocused they draw little squiggles, not fucking people.”

Louis’ POV

“You obviously don’t know me very well.”

“Nobody knows you very well, Ellen.” I stand in the stair well listening to Ellen and Harry’s convocation, why is he so angry at her?

“Shows how little you know.” Ellen said softly.


“I said shows how little you know, you don’t know me, Harry, I came out here to see if you were alright but this is the thanks I get. The hell with you.”

“Maybe stop flashing your little notebook around with drawing of my brother and you won’t have to come check on me.” What? Drawing of his brother, he doesn’t- oh, me.

“You know what!” Ellen says angrily, as a zipper sounds, then the sound of ripping paper floods the area, “How’s this for flashing it around, there’s the drawing and here’s the notebook, have a fucking nice day. Arsehole!” I hear her walk away; I step out of the stair well to see Harry picking up a green notebook and a piece of paper.

“Mind telling me what just happened?” he looked up then back down as he flipped though the green book, I walked towards him taking the paper and book, “What happen, Harry.”

“Nothing happen.” I shake my head before walking away, going to find Ellen, I see her turn a corner and go down stairs, I chase after her but when I round the corner and I’m about to go down the stairs she is sitting on the third step, writing extremely fast into another green note book.

“Ellen.” I say softly, she slams the book shut and runs her hand though her hair, I sit beside her and place the book on top of the one she was previously writing in, “You okay?”

“Fine.” Her reply is chipped.

“What happen?”

“I don’t know, Harry’s just so, ahh.” I wrap my arm around her pulling her closer to me; she rests her head against my shoulder as she traces patterns on the book cover. “Thank you for bringing this back.”

“It’s alright.” I pull away and she shoves both the books in her bag along with the pen in her hand.

“You didn’t hear that, did you?” she looked nervous, I hesitantly nod knowing exactly why she didn’t want me to hear it. “Im sorry.” She frowned more at herself.

“Ellen, will you tell me why you don’t like swearing in front of me?” she looks away before shrugging.

“Because I don’t want you to hear such vial things coming from my mouth.”

“You don’t need to worry, nothing will change the way I think of you.” She looks up at me and smiles.

“Glad to hear it but im still not going to swear in front of you.” I smile and stand reaching for her hand.

“Going back to class?” she shakes her head.

“If I go back I’ll probably see Harry and I really don’t want to.”


Ellen’s POV

“Ellen, a latter came for you today.” my mum says as I enter the house, I walk into the kitchen and greet her before she passes me a large envelope.

“Why does it have so many stamps?” I look over it, “Oh my god, mum this is from…” I don’t even finish my sentence before I’m ripping it open, my mum watching me intently the biggest smile on her face, once I get the paper free from the envelop I start to read over it.

“We receive your application, yada, yada, yada… And we have accepted Miss Ellen Aprils of New South Wales, Australia to our litrecher program, congratulations on your acceptance, and we look forward to seeing you later this year.” I read out laud to my mum who embraces me in a tight hug..

“Im so happy for you, honey.” I walk away reading the rest of the latter, taking a seat on the lounge.

“Mum, it says they want me to start in October.” I look towards her then back towards the letter. “We were exceptionally impressed with your application and provided information we would like you to start before your recommended date. Please get in contact with us with your confirmation of your arrival in October.” I look up at me mum. “I can’t leave during the school year, I promised the girls I would be here until the end of January.”

“Baby, you know this is a once in a life time opportunity, you knew that it was hard to get into this school and now they want you early. Honey they quite clearly just told you, you were great, you can just tell them no I want the dates I offered, and they might not accept you, they might change their mind.” I frown looking over the words again, October. Its July now, I have hardly anytime left, I know I have to take it, my mums right, if I refuse the opportunity they might not accept me again.  I walked into my room reading over the latter again, I load up my laptop and read the latter again, and again and again, I type in the email address mentioned for the conformation and study my computer screen.

My name is Ellen Aprils, I am an Australian student whom was accepted to your program, I was asked to contact the school in some way to let them know I am alright with starting before my preferred date. I originally wanted to start in February of next year but when I was granted with my acceptance latter was asked to start as early as October of the present year.

Please get back to me with the information needed, and thank you for the opportunity.

I didn’t even realise I had been crying until a tear feel onto my laptop key board, I hit send and wiped my eyes.

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