What I Like About You

The last thing Eleanor (Elle) Darling thought, would be that she would fall for the cashier at AEO. Although she keeps convincing herself that this isn't a crush, she just can't stop thinking about Luke. But when he suddenly asks for her number, she starts to convince herself that they might be a future couple, but Elle isn't sure that this will all end well...

Rosalyn (Rosie) Mancini has the best boyfriend ever, Spencer. He's loving, caring, funny... But when Ashton, Luke's band mate, comes into her life, she realizes that Spencer can't be the one. She grows feelings for Ashton but doesn't have the heart to break up with Spencer. Who will she choose and what will she do?

(This story takes place before 5sos are famous)


12. Chapter 11

Wow guys I almost have 90 reads :0 that's insane! Thanks so much for reading this it means the world to me :) also I want to dedicate this chapter to anyone who's commented so far... It makes me smile when you comment so thank you!!!

This chapter isn't terribly long but it's does have a lot of meaning soooo yeah it's kinda sad in some parts btw ;( I love you guys so much tho

- E


Rosie's pov

When I wake up it's almost 10:30. I was in quite a happy mood because I was talking to Jack again.

I was afraid that if he didn't come and apologize last night, that I would be waking up this morning with more scars.

When I said that I went through a lot of shit when he ignored me, I actually started to hurt myself because life got hard to bear. Then, when I met Elle and Spencer, I stopped and my life started to turn around. Now that he's back, I was overjoyed.

I got up and grabbed my phone. I had 16 missed texts from Elle and 8 missed calls from her too. It also said that Spencer tried to call me 19 times and texted me 23 times.

I ignored Spencer and went to go see what Elle was contacting me for, when my phone died. I never charged it last night, due to the events. So, I plugged it in and walked out of my room.

I wandered down the stairs and the aroma of pancakes and bacon filled my lungs. I could hear laughing and talking come from the kitchen.

When I came into the room, my whole family was sitting together. My parents were sipping coffee, Sylvia was munching in breakfast and Jack was cooking.

"Morning," I said.

"Hey honey!"


"Hey, how're you doing?" My mom stood up and came over to hug me. "Jack filled me in on everything. We're here to help you, let us know if you need anything."

I smile sincerely and nod as she sat back down.

Then I walk over it Jack and hug him. "Thank you so much. You proved to me last night and are forgiven."

A warm smile creeps across his face. "You're the best, Rose."

I'm then handed a plate of the food he's making and sit down at the table with the rest of my family.

Jack soon sits down too with a plate of his own.

Our whole family chats and laughs, so something we haven't done all together in 12 years.

Without Jack, our family was missing a piece and now that he's back, our family is whole again, a complete puzzle.

We felt like a family and I don't think I've missed something more.

Elle's pov

I eventually fell asleep and when I woke the next morning, I was in the same spot, curled up next to the door. I've been here for hours and hours.

I crawled to the couch then, to sad to even walk. My stomach growled with hunger, but ignored it. I was in no mood to eat.

My head rested against one of the couch pillows and I stretched out my limbs.

Drops of water started to fall from my eyes. Why do I love Luke? I really don't want to love him.

And then, of course, I started thinking about Luke again. I was caged in my thoughts and there was no escape. He wasn't even with me and my mind wouldn't stop thinking about him. I was trapped in my own hell and I couldn't leave it.

A waterfall of tears stared flowing down my cheeks and I started choking on my sobs. My breathing was rapid and low.

I felt like a was drowning in an ocean, not able to breath and my cry taking over my body, not being able to call for help.

I wanted to hate Luke because he killed my heart, but I couldn't. I love him.

I wanted to blame him because I was no longer living, I was just existing. I wanted him to feel the pain I was feeling, but how could he when he didn't even care about me.

I let out a strangled cry.

Without my heart, I was slowly dying.

Why, Luke? Why?

Luke's pov

Elle <3: can't go out tonight anymore

What? This morning she seemed so excited to go out and Claire loved the song and I was so ready for her to be my girlfriend.

Maybe she was sick... In that case I should be here taking care of her.

I texted her back.

Me: hey, beautiful! Are u okay? Do u need me to come over?

It's been there's hours since I've texted her and she still hasn't responded. I've called her at least 15 times and texted her about 30 times. She hasn't said anything.

I'm at Ash's place and more worried than anything. First she cancels our date and now she doesn't talk to me.

"Hey, I'm sure she's fine. Things are probably okay. Maybe her phone died or something." Calum says this as he pats my shoulder.

I have a hard time believing his words. Was it something it I did? My heart is fluttering with nerves.

"Or maybe there's something wrong with Rosie or something..." Ash's voice trailed off as he mentioned Rosie's name. A look of worry crosses his face, but he immediately hides it.

"Yeah," I breath out. "She's probably fine."

We sat there in silence, me staring at the screen of my phone. She's fine Luke, she's fine Luke. I tried to convince myself of this, but she's normally not the one to not reply to a text or call.

Michael broke the silence. "You know her address, right? You could just go to her apartment."

Why didn't I think of that before? I sprung to my feet and ran out the door before any of us could say anything more.

I sped along the roads, finally reaching her apartment complex, more worried than a freshman on the first day of high school.


My knuckles knocked on her door and my heart was beating out of my chest, waiting for her to answer.

The seconds dragged on slowly. Why wasn't she answering?

"Elle?" I called out desperately.

The seconds continued to tick by.

"Hey are you okay?" I shouted again. I could hear some noises come from inside the room. They sounded like someone was crying.

"G-go a-away!" Elle's voice rang from inside, but it sounded strangled.

"Oh my god Elle are you okay? Let me come in!"

"Go!" She yelled this. I was really confused... Why wouldn't she let me help her?

"Fuck! Elle! Let me in please! Why are you crying?" There was no response, so I tried to open her door.

It was locked.

"Why won't you let me in?"

"Why d-did you lie t-to me!" She yelled back. "You're a f-fucking jerk!"

I was now boiling inside. Why was she accusing me of lying and calling me a jerk? Tears covered my eyes, but I refused to cry.

"Why are you being so rude!?" I shot back. I heard her sobs get louder and it hurt me to hear her like this. "Hey, Elle, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. What's wrong?"

She didn't answer after that, so I sunk to my knees and sat outside of her door. If I couldn't go in, there was no way in hell I was leaving her in this state.

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