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.


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Three weeks later

Ellen’s POV

I had started a new job, a bar not that far a walk from the apartment building, Louis and I have decided on him moving in and were in the middle of bringing everything to the apartment, it seems that while we were in Australia Sassy and Bandit had gotten bigger and are no longer my cute little kittens. I slipped into a pair of black shorts and a singlet, I hopped around the wardrobe to Louis amusement trying to get my cuff boots on, when I had both my feet back on the ground I made my way towards my boyfriend standing in the door way.

“Funny huh?” he nods and I place a kiss to his lips, we walk out of the wardrobe and though the bedroom, I throw my hair up into a ponytail as we make it to the main room where I grab my trench and slip it up my arms and onto my shoulders, I slip my keys and phone in my pocket before kissing his lips once more, “I’ll see you tonight.” He nods and watches me head to the door.

Louis’ POV

I had been going behind Ellen’s back and reading the journals while she was at work or just out, I had finished the second and third one, in the fourth she start to talk about how everything is changing, mostly privet things the I feel like I should skip the things she told her sister when she was fourteen. She writes less frequently in this journal but explains more things, I learn a lot about her family, her friends and what she was like before I met her, surprisingly I had finished that one in two hours, Ellen wouldn’t be back till two so I started the fifth book, in the first five letters she is still fourteen but she explains her fifteenth birthday as a tragedy.

To Peaches,

Today was our fifteenth birthday, it was terrible, I didn’t have a party, I didn’t feel the need, I went to see you after everything went bad, I left you your favourite deep red roses, I had a few girls from school spend the night, we had gone in the pool a lot yesterday, but everything I did to prepare for the day went to shit because Taylor the stupid slut told everyone to go back to hers, it was four in the fucking morning and they all decided to walk to Taylors, TAYLOR LIVES IN A TOTALLY DIFFERENT SUBURB! Tegan stayed though, I seriously hoped they’d all get in trouble for leaving in the dark, Tegan and I ended up going to sleep around four thirty and when I work up she stayed for breakfast before I told her I wanted to be alone.

30th Maarch 2011

Ellen’s POV

It was just after two when I took the back exit to the bar and started heading home taking my normal way and getting there less than ten minutes later, Louis was asleep with the cats on his chest and stomach when I enter the room, I slip out of my clothes and slip an oversized jumper over my head, pulling the covers back gently and getting in, he doesn’t wake but Sassy comes and lies on my stomach, both Louis and I having a cat on our bodies and soon im asleep.

Next morning

I had woken up to the sound of the shower, moving my head to the side on the pillow to I could see Louis standing with his back to me in the glass shower, beautifully necked as he rubs his hands though his hair, I watch as he finishes up his shower and entering the wardrobe coming out in his school clothes and finally noticing I was awake.

“Thank for the show.” I smirk and he presses my body into the mattress.

“Your very much welcome, maybe you should have joined it.” I smile and press a kiss to his lips.

“Im sure there would have been a show is I did.” We grin at one another.

“How was work?”

“Good.” I say the same thing I do every time he asks me about work, I don’t want to tell him about the flirting guys even though I know he already has an idea, “When are you leaving?” I ask and he looks towards the bed side table.

“Sadly now.” I pout and he kisses me, “I’ll see you later.” I nod and kiss him a final time before he walks into the main room, a moment later I hear the apartment door shat and lock. I fall back asleep and wake up to my alarm two hours later, I get up and take a shower, blow drying my hair and getting ready for school, I slip a jacket up my arms and grab my keys and phone going down to the garage and dropping in my car.

“What are you doing here?” I ask as I reach the top floor of the apartment building, he doesn’t reply, “Do you ever go to school?” he shrugs.

“Sometimes.” I sigh and walk past him pushing my key in the door. “Why do you hate me?” I let out a laugh as I finally get the door open, I turn to him.

“I tried to make up with you Harry; you’re the prick that didn’t want to. Remember?”

“But that was ages ago.” I raise and eye brow,

“The last time I tried being your friend was new year’s, that was five months ago because I gave up trying.”

“Try again.”

“Fuck you.” I step into the apartment and close the door, I throw my keys on the bench and place more food in the cats food bowl before collapsing on the lounge and waiting till three thirty when Louis normally gets back.

I had gotten ready for work, a black singlet and shorts, a pair of toms and thrown my hair into a bun, my phone and keys were thrown into my back pocket before I said goodbye to Louis and left. I was at work in no time and serving customers, I only had a short shift, eight till midnight, and it wasn’t even that busy, I had been working for two hours when I noticed a few familiar faces take a seat at the end of the bar, I finish mixing a drink and make my way towards the four familiar boys, I lean on the counter getting a bit closer to them.

“What are you doing here?” I asked Louis and he smiled at me.

“Though we’d stop by for a drink.” I greet the other boys and I serve them their drinks before going back to others, a while past of me doing a heap of different things, eleven o’clock came and Louis and the boys decided to leave, Louis and I both leaned over the counter and shared a kiss before they left, I finished off my shift but stayed a little longer to talk with one of the other girls who also got off then as well. I walked down the back and towards the back door, stepping out into the cold of the night and regretting not bringing a jacket, I started to head down the alley when I was shoved against the wall, a dark figure, gripping my throat and holding me against the wall, and at that moment it’s as if I forgot how to fight and how to defend myself as I claw at his hand, trying to get free and be able to breath. His grip loosened ever so slightly as he moved towards me, he breath smelling of alcohol, I scream for help but it is cut short by him putting the pressure back on my throat.

“Don’t scream, baby.” his husky voice whispered and im back clawing at his hands as he licks a strip up my neck, I try and push his head away but im starting to feel weaker from the lack of oxygen “So you say no to a date with me but now your with some fag?” I try gasping for air but the only thing admitted was the sound of my choking.

“Please.” I weakly plea as he releases his grip, im sill pinned to the wall, as I inhale deeply to steady my breathing, I feel light headed and I desperately try to see the face in the shadow of his hood, I swing my arm up, the hoody falling back slightly but his wearing a ski mask, the grip of his fingers tightening around my throat but isn’t depriving me of air, his fingertips digging into the skin, my lips part as a sudden rush of pain shoots though me. Just as my fist connects with his face a familiar voice sounds and I have never been so relieved to hear it as the guy gets to his feet, I stand frozen as my attacker runs in the opposite direction Harry is, he stands at the other side of the alley making his way towards me

“Are you okay?” he asks as he cautiously steps closer.

“Harry.” I whisper breathlessly before collapsing to the floor.

“Ellen?” he rushes over as I try and get myself back to my feet, “Just stay down.”

Harry’s POV

I was on my way towards a pub the boys told me to meet them at over an hour ago in hopes they would still be there, as I walked past an opening to an alley a fighter is holding someone again the wall, almost at arm’s length as his finger curled around the girl’s neck. She was in a singlet and shorts, not very appropriate wear for London, her hands grip his wrist and try getting his hand from her throat and eventually his hood is knocked down but I still can’t see his face, as I shout for him to stop he drops to the floor, she’d just punched him. The girl is stood against the wall, looking at me, her hair forming a shadow over her face, the guy finds his feet and as I go to step into the alley he sprints the other way.

“Are you okay?” I ask as I slowly make my way towards the girl, her chest rapidly rising and falling, her body swaying slightly.

“Harry.” She breathily specks as she falls to the floor, her legs unable to support her any longer, and I’m hit with realisation.

“Ellen?” I quickly make my way towards her, “Just stay down.” I tell her as she try’s getting to her feet, “Ellen.” she looks up at me before reaching for her neck, her fingers curling around is kind of like the guys hands did only she was caressing it, probably from the pain. I fish my phone from my jacket pocket and call Louis, he doesn’t answer, I try and try again before giving up, dropping my phone to the floor in frustration, I rip my jacket from my shoulders as I witness her shiver and wrap it around her, “Come on, I’ll take you home.” I say as I lift her to her feet, I shove my phone in the back pocket of my jeans before I hold my jacket around her and we walk in the direction her attacker went, I look both ways before leading her left and towards her apartment building.

“Thank you.” She whispers as we make it into the building, she looks up at me as she hands be back the jacket, I take it and she presses the button for the elevator, before I can reply she is inside and pressing the button for her level.

“Do you have any idea who it was?” I hold the door open and she shakes her head.

“Goodnight, Harry.” She specks quietly as I let the doors close and I tightly smile at her before she’s gone, I leave the building and head back towards the bar, trying Louis phone again but its off.

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