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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Four days later

Ellen’s POV

I sit in my second class for the day, a few people arguing about a book we had been assigned, I handed read it, as last week I took most days off.

“She didn’t cheat, they had never even been on a date.” A girl states, the lecturer leaning against his desk as he listens.

“Yes but she had no right to lead the guy on and have him find out she was now with another guy.” The guys states, “She had no right to say no to one person and date another without giving the one first in line a fair go.”

“That is a fair point, Mr. Damien.” Our lecturer cuts in, “But a woman has every right to deny one for another, so do we men.”

“But she refused to date him just to go and start a relationship with a fag.” My breath hitches im my throat as I hear the words fall from his mouth, his voice the same as the male in the alley, I close my book and slide it from the small desk in front of me, pushing it in my bag along with my pen and standing from my table going towards the exit, I take a glimpse at John, the man who had been debating whether the woman in the story should have denied a simple date, the smirk on his lips makes my blood go cold as he watches me. I remember now. About a month after I arrived John asked me out, when I refused he continued and continued to push the subject, I make it to my car and drop in, tears in my eyes as I can finally take a full breath, my attacker was someone I saw on a regular basis, I can’t believe it is him, I would never have though, he was so nice, so nerdy. I pull out of the schools car park and head back to the apartment, I get ready for work and leave again, the pub isn’t too busy but then again its only two thirty, I had a seven and a half hour shift which means I finish at ten.

A hand grips my forearm as I wipe down a now unoccupied table, I turn my head to see John, pulling my hand away I clasp it to my chest. “Don’t, touch me.” I speak though grit teeth, a smirk on his lips.

“What’s wrong baby?” he asks, stepping towards me, I step to my left so im not trapped between him and the table.

“Leave, now!” a laugh falls from his smiling lips.

“Don’t be like that baby.”

“Don’t call me baby.” he goes to grip my hand but I step away again, “Leave!”

“Or what?” amusement drips from the words.

“You don’t want to know the ‘or what’.”

“Gonna get your little boyfriend to kick my arse?” he asks as he tucks a peace of hair behind my ear, “Gonna get your fag and his friends to come after me?” his thumb caresses my cheek, I feel like im gonna be sick, I smack his hand away.

“Don’t fucking touch me, you filthy arsehole.”

“You can’t think of anything better?”

“No, you’re not worth my time.” I walk towards the bar, cheeking the time quickly, only fifteen minutes.

“Make me a drink.” He says as he takes a seat on the other side of the bench, I swallow hard.

“What do you want?”

“Surprise me.” I give him a look of disgust as I turn, gripping a few different bottles as I tip them into a glass, the liquid turning a light blue, I drop a slice of lemon in and a straw before placing it on the bench.

“Thirteen fifty.” I say and he places a twenty on the bench.

“Keep the change.” He winks I turn and grip his change tossing it on the bench and walking down the bar to another costumer.

“Ellen, your shifts over.” I hear a soft voice and turn to see one of my co-workers standing beside me about to serve a customer, when I look down the bar, John is gone and I sigh with relief as I say bye to a few of the other girls and make my way out the back to my car, Louis told me that if I don’t drive he would come pick me up, I was going to have him pick me up but he had woken up this morning tired so I told him I would drive myself, it isn’t long till im in the underground garage of the apartment complex, I get out and make my way up in the elevator, stepping out on the top level and unlocking the door, Louis isn’t in the main room, I place my things on the bench and head down to the opening of the bedroom, Sassy and Bandit both on the bed, in my spot as I observe Louis’ sleeping body, I make my way towards the bed and see one of my journals laying open on the bed, his hand holding it loosely, I sigh quietly and take it from his grip, closing it and sitting it on the bedside table beside him, I grip my glasses and go up onto the bathroom platform, sitting them on the bench as I brush my teeth and hair throwing it up into a pony tail and taking my contacts out, I slip my glasses up my nose and slip my jacket down my arms, dropping it into the washing basket along with my shirt and shorts, I grab a shirt from the wardrobe before making my way to the bed, placing the throw over Louis and moving the cats, I slip under the strained doona, Louis’ weight making it impossible to pull it from under him.

“How was work?” Louis’ sleepy voice asks, I roll on my back to see his eyes are still closed.

“I thought you were asleep.” I say and he opens his eyes looking at me a moment before closing them again.

“I was, then I woke up.” I smile and roll so im facing him, my fingers pushing though his hair before I place a soft kiss to his forehead.

“It was okay.” I say as I play with the hair on the back of his neck, his eyes meeting mine.

“Good.” He smiles, he pushes the throw from his body and to the end of the bed before, getting under the donna and pulling me close to his body, our noses brushing as we lie on our sides, I trace the shape of his ear with my thumb as his fingers traces patters on my lower back, under the thin cotton of my shirt.

“You were reading the book.” I say softly and his eyes widen ever so slightly and his eyes glint with worry, “Its fine, I don’t mind.” I say stroking my fingers down the side of his face to wipe my thumb over the corner of his mouth, his head turning slightly to press a kiss to the skin, I flinch back and giggle when his fingers grip my hip, he smiles knowingly as he rolls on me, tickling my sides, I gasp for air as he continues, my hands trying to grasp his and get him to stop.

“Louis.” I gasp with my laughter, “Louis, stop.” He grips my wrists pinning them beside my head as he straddles my hips, he leans down and pushes a kiss to my lips, I giggle when he flutters his eye lashes over my cheek, I struggle to intertwine our fingers and he finally lets me before lying down on top of me, his forearms pressing to mine as I squeeze his fingers between mine     .

“I love that you’re ticklish.” He says as he nuzzles his head into my neck, bitting the skin before looking back down at me.

“And I hate it.” he smiles, kissing my lips and rolling on his back, taking me with him so im now the one lying on him, he pulls the blanket up my back as I push on his chest with my palms.

“Let’s sleep.” He says and I lower down onto his chest again, my legs tangling with his, one of my thighs between his as I lie my head on his chest, his lips place a kiss to the top of my head as he loosely wraps his arms around me, I loop my arms under his arms, gripping his shoulders from behind and close my eyes, listening to his steady heartbeat.

Next morning

I walk up to sun beaming though the window, I blink a few times before remembering I was on Louis, I lift my head and look towards the bed side table to see its already two o’clock, I sigh and drop my head back on his chest, a grunt escaping Louis lips and I apologise.

“We’re late for school.” I say as I straddle his lap, looking down at him, his hands on my thighs as I place mine on top of them, he looks towards the bedside table before looking back at me.

“I forgot to set the alarms.” I raise an eyebrow.

“Really?” I say sarcastically and lean down to kiss his lips, “Yet another day off.” I laugh and lie down on his chest, his fingers combing through my hair, I feel him trace over a certain spot multiple times and know what his cheeking out. “There scars Louis.” I say and he continues to run his fingers down one of them, the one that starts right at my hair line closer to the top of my head and stops behind my ear.

“Your hair doesn’t grow in them?” He asks more than states.

“No Louis, there are no hair follicles in scar tissue.” There were plenty of scars on the right side of my scalp, I hardly grow hair on that side, it being much thinner than the hair on my left, I feel his lips leave light kiss to the damaged skin and it comforts me in a weird way, knowing that he accepts me for everything I am and everything that I have been though even if I am scared emotionally and physically, I never thought I could trust someone as much as I do Louis, he knows so much about me and we haven’t even known each other a full year.

Louis’ POV

As Ellen showered I gripped the book from the bedside table, finding the page I was up to and starting to read, im on the sixth book, I flip the page and read.

To Lynthia,

Today I meet the sweetest guy, sadly his friends with the most obnoxious, Harry brang a friend to the restaurant today, I was sadly working and was sadly to one to wait on him, he was being a prick and asked me to start the heater, I couldn’t reach to turn it on, Louis his friend that is starting at my school on Monday helped, I told him how it works and he did it for me, a little while after that we bumped into one another, I smashes a glass, and he was so sweet with his small teasing gesture, I was so embarrassed, I had just ran into one of the hottest guys out, I told Tegan about him about an hour ago, she picked on me about how clumsy I am, I just can’t wait to see him tomorrow.

15th May 2013

I smile she had gone home from work that night and told her best friend about me.

To Lynn,

I ran into Louis once again this morning on the way to my first period class, I don’t know what he thinks of me, he saw the way I act in the classes I hate, getting kicked out then coming back, I wish I never was allowed back, he brang up something that hit something deep down and without thinking I started writing, it annoys me that I have become so accustom to venting my feeling out on paper I don’t even know when im doing it, I guess it’s better than doing something I’d regret. Flynn said we’d meet at the gym, he only stayed an hour before I went into the boxing quarter, after a while that dipshit Harry turned up and ruined my time, being the biggest arsehole and making me leave, he didn’t actually MAKE me leave, I chose to, I didn’t want to be there when that pervert was.

16th May 2013

I flipped the page once again, another interesting pursuit to the journal.

To Lynn,

The girls and I caught the bus today, I didn’t have enough petrel when we were all parting ways I noticed Soap was late home from school, he had ridden his bike but he wasn’t on it, nor pushing it, he had been beat up for his bike, by Taylor, Racheal’s little brother and his friends, I took Josh to mum and while she was cleaning him up I went to Racheal’s, she came over with the bike and Taylor had to apologise to Soap for what he did, I knew he didn’t mean it but if the little fuck does anything to my little brother again, I don’t even know what I’d do.

18th May 2013

Ellen got out of the shower and I place the book back on the bedside table, her body only in underwear as he joined my on the bed again, he lips pressing to mine as she snuggled into my side.

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