This Kiss {Completed}

After her parents die Bianca Gray moves from her hometown Leesburg, VA to San Diego, CA to live with her grandmother. After wiping out while surfing and getting saved by Louis Tomlinson well her life changes completely (: So uh read it ^^
Note: This story is dedicated to my friend Bianca who is a Louis lover (:
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12. I...Can't

A/N: Hola! Hey, I'm innocentlybeautiful (Check out my stuff, yeah?) and I'm your new co-author!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAY!! I'm also Bianca Gray... Hiiii.... And Elizabeth so kindly made this fanfiction for me!! I love it! But I also write a LOT differently than Elizabeth, so I hope you'll like it anyway...


<3 <3 <3 <3

WARNING: Dramaticness. It'll make you cry. (Hopefully, fingers crossed! :) )




I woke up quickly, cool beads of sweat still sticking to my forehead. Whoa...bad nightmare. My mind registered as I turned towards my big bay window and then to the time: 6:00 am. I groaned as I let my head fall back into my pillow. I couldn't even remember my nightmare... I just knew it was bad because my heart was still pounding. I looked over and saw that the little green light on my phone was blinking. What did that mean? You guessed it! TEXT MESSAGE!! I reached towards my phone hungrily and plugged in my passcode. My phone lit up, showing the background of me and Louis. Louis was kissing my cheek and I was blushing wildly, with the beach in the background. I loved that picture. I couldn't contain my smile. I looked through my texts and yes, there was one from Louis.

Louis<3: Goodnight, love. HAVE VERY SWEET DREAMS! <3 <3 xx

I laughed to myself. Were the caps really necessary? But it was sweet nonetheless. I was about to text him back when I saw that I had more texts...from twitter. I looked through them, and my smile was wiped off my face.

@biancaluvzred u dont deserve him

And you can't spell.



@biancaluvzred Slut. You're just a rebound. @Louis_Tomlinson #GOBACKTOELEANOR


@biancaluvzred A guy like him has standards. And you just don't fit those standards. #Sorry #NotSorry


@biancaluvzred I hate you.


My throat closed up. How could they say such hateful things? They didn't even know me. They've never even met me. Tears burned my eyes.

Maybe they're right, though.

Maybe I don't deserve him.

Maybe I'm not pretty.

Maybe I am a rebound and a slut.

Maybe I don't fit those standards.

Maybe I hate me too...

Big fat tears rolled down my pale cheeks and I closed my eyes for a moment, holding back a sob. My eyes snapped open as I reached for my phone that had slipped from my hands after reading those awful tweets. And there was more...but it generally said the same thing: We hate you.

I opened up a new text.

Me: Can we meet up? Please? On the beach, five minutes.

I clicked send and looked out the window again. I just...can't.


I woke up to the noise of my phone beeping. I groaned as I threw an arm over my eyes as I reached, blindly, for my phone. I moved my arm to read the text. It was from Bianca! Five minutes? I looked at my clock. Whoops, never mind. Four minutes. I quickly got up, not even thinking about what she might mean from the text, and threw on a shirt. I ran out the door and then ran back in.

Yeah. Pants would probably be good...

Then I ran out the door with three minutes to spare, racing time.

I panted as I got there. I saw her figure, she was sitting on the beach staring out into the ocean, her knees curled up into her chest. I sat down next to her.

"Sorry I'm late, love," I said as I leaned in to kiss her. She didn't move, so I just kissed her cheek. Yeah, something was up.


"Oi! Look, I got you something," I said interrupting her. My heart was pounding in my ears, the way she said my name... I tried to swallow the lump that had formed in my throat. I brought out a bear, smiling cheeky, and handed it to her. She cracked a smile when she saw it. It was a teddy bear that had a striped shirt and was holding a heart. She read what was on a heart and laughed.

"Boo Bear?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. I looked at her very seriously, trying hard not to laugh myself.

"That's me." She laughed again, her laugh piercing the silence around us. I felt relieved as she slapped my arm playfully. She tried to do a serious face, but it didn't work very well.

"I know." Then....her laughter abruptly ended and silence engulfed again. She looked at the bear and then sat it down next to her. She looked up at me again. Her brown eyes were wet and red-rimmed. I wondered why I didn't notice before...

"Louis...I have to-"

"OI! Look! I got you something else!" I said, frantically reaching into my bag, interrupting her again. She put a calm cool hand on my forearm. I froze.

"Louis, we really have to talk." I was silent for a moment. And then I nodded, not looking at her. She sighed, and took a deep breath before turning to look at me again. I already knew what she was going to say.

"Louis, I think we need to take a break--A pernament break--This...whatever this is, is just not working. I'm just your little...episode in America. And we both have to accept that."

"Now, you don't believe that." She paused and then she relaxed a little and looked at her hands.

"You're right, I don't," then her sparkling brown eyes looked back up at me, "But I do believe this. We're not good for each other. We...Realistically we...would never last. And I need to accept that and so do you. So... I just... This I just.... I can't do this anymore, Louis." With that she stood up quickly, grabbing the arm of the teddy bear. I held onto her wrist. I didn't say a word, but put something in her hands. Her fingers closed around it and then my hand dropped and she left. I let her go.

Just like how I let go of Eleanor.

And Hannah.

And now, Bianca.

Letting go just seems to be my specialty.



The tears welled up in my eyes and streamed down my face. My breath came out hitched and frantic. I looked at the necklace that I now held in my hands. It was a silver necklace and hanging from it was a simple diamond heart. I turned the diamond over in my hand and read the engraving: To my Beautiful Bianca, Take my heart, It's yours ~Lou.

I opened the front door and just collapsed onto the wooden floor. It felt like someone was ripping my lungs out. I suddenly couldn't breathe, so I gasped for air and sobbed. Oh Louis... My body shaked from the sobs as I put the necklace around my neck. I leaned against the stairs and cried. Quietly and slowly, Olivia and Elizabeth came down the stairs and wrapped their arms around me. I didn't need to say anything, they already knew. They didn't say anything. It was just silence except my sniffling and hyperventilating.


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