Never Forgetting You

Hannah Moat is any ordinary girl. She has a family, a house, friends, a best friend and a crush on one guy. The problem is that her best friend Louis Tomlinson, is the one she loves. She can't get him out of her head. She cries every night thinking about how he will never like her back. But Louis actually loves her back. And he thinks that she will never like him back. What will their life turn into? Will they ever tell each other how they feel? How will Louis pursue his singing career? Will he have to leave Hannah without telling her anything? *Author's note: This is before One Direction was created, but somehow Little Mix is mentioned in this book (they're already made into a girl group) Please be totally honest with how you like my book. I rarely ever share my writing to other people. Tell me things I can work on, whats good and bad. This is my first book so I will eventually learn from what I did bad and well. Thanks so much! :*


4. I Didn't Mean That...

Louis's POV 

My god. She was so beautiful. 

I felt a rush of happiness go through me and I couldn't stop smiling as she walked over.

"Hey Lou." I heard her sweet voice ring out. 

"Hi Hannah. You look really pretty today. More than usual." I couldn't believe what I said. But I really did mean it. She started to blush and looked away smiling. 

"Shall we start our walk?" I asked. 

Hannah smiled and nodded her head. We started to walk around and we just kind of walked in silence. It was a bit awkward, but it was nice at the same time.

Hannah's POV

Did Louis call me...pretty? I could not stop blushing. And I was embarrassed, which made me feel even more red in the face, which I imagined did not look too pretty.

I was shaking all over. Louis called me pretty.


Did he have feelings for me? What if he thinks about me a lot? I could not stop imagining how weird I looked, blushing and my jaw hanging wide open, in shock. I couldn't even think straight. Then something happened that made was amazing.

I wanted to sneak a peek at Louis, and at the same time, Louis looked over at me. Our eyes met, and we kind of looked at each other and I felt this sort of thing come through me. Even more than love. True love. 

I hoped it was love, because it sure felt like it. But it only would be if he loved me back. I literally felt it. I am so weird.

It felt like the moment lasted forever, because we then both realized we were staring each other, and looked away at the same time. I was blushing so much. I loved him.

Louis's POV


That moment between us....made me fall in love with her even more. If that was possible.

I loved to see her blushing. It was adorable...because it felt like she was blushing because she loved me back. I realized I needed to break the silence, even though it was a beautiful moment.

"So, did you get any history homework?" I asked smiling at Hannah.

She was clearly shocked that I broke the silence, so she started to stutter, which made her blush, which was adorable.

"Uhh...umm ya." 

Hannah's POV

I finally realized that I needed to start talking like an actual human being, so I decided to start up with the conversation I've had been planning for months, and even years. I finally had enough confidence and courage.

"So, have you decided to ask any girl out yet? Like Nicole, who you've been flirting with, like forever." I asked with confidence.

"Ahh, no. I've been crushing on another girl for a long time. Someone prettier and even more perfect for me than Nicole. The problem is that I don't know if she likes me back." Louis spoke half smiling and half full of doubt.

My heart sank to the mall floor. 

There was a girl prettier than Nicole? Nicole was already prettier than me. There was no chance that Louis was going to fall in love with me if he had so many feelings for whatever girl he was crushing on.

For whatever reason, I felt really angry and upset. I wanted to scream and cry at the same time. 

 I stopped walking and looked at him.

"Well, then why are you wasting your time with me when you could be with whatever girl you've been crushing on?" I asked with tears in my eyes. Why couldn't he realize that I loved him so much? I wanted to burst into tears and for Louis to hug me and tell me he loved me. But I couldn't do that, because he wouldn't hug me. He wouldn't say "I love you".

Louis's POV

I wish I could tell her straight up that I loved her. Hug her. Maybe even kiss her, if she didn't back away. But I couldn't.

Hannah didn't love me back. Heck, she probably didn't even like me. Not even probably. I knew it. How come she couldn't understand that I loved her so much? That the girl that was way more prettier than Nicole was her? How come she didn't understand that I've been crushing on her for years? 

I couldn't believe what I said next.

"Well, if your so upset that I like some girl, then why even be friends with me if you can't be happy for me. You care so much about yourself that you don't even think about who the girl that Im crushing on could be." 

I regreted it. She probably thought that I liked Kristy, who she had been enemies with since grade school. I wanted to say "I didn't mean that." but her the look on her face stopped me. 

Hannah's POV

My jaw dropped open as I realized what Louis had told me. That last sentence. Was he mocking me, knowing that I loved him so much so that he kept saying he liked a girl I hated?Probably Kristy all these years. What if they were dating and maybe he was telling her everything I told him about her and gave it all away to Kristy? 

I never had been hurt more in my whole life. Everything Kristy said behind my back combined didn't hurt as much as Louis saying that straight to my face. It felt like he betrayed me.

Tears were streaming down my face and my mascara was smearing.

"Wow. I didn't even think that you would ever say something like this. You have no idea how much you hurt me sometimes. Especially this time. I guess I can never trust you again because you probably tell Kristy everything I tell you. I thought I could trust you with all my secrets. And I was going to tell you a huge secret very soon. Good thing I found about this side of you before I told you. Thanks so much for being so trustworthy." I screamed at him as people started to stare. 

But I didn't care if they stared. I saw the hurt in Louis's eyes, and I saw something he was holding himself from saying. I didn't care about that either. I turned around and ran to the women's bathroom. As soon as I go into a stall I started to cry. My makeup smeared. Everyone was listening to the girl crying in a bathroom stall at the mall. But I didn't care if they did. I didn't care if my makeup was smearing, I didn't care about Louis. I cried even more because once again, I realized I wouldn't ever get him out of my head. How come he didn't know about my feelings for him?

Louis's POV

I felt like such an idiot. I barely held myself back from telling her I loved her. People were staring at me, one guy shook his head at how I treated Hannah. I wanted to run to her and make her feel better. Make it up to her. I slid on the wall, and started to silently cried. I didn't care if people stared. I felt horrible for what I said. I wanted to wake up out of this nightmare. I wanted to start fresh. I wanted to take back my words. If I could ever turn back time, I would go back to the moment I said what I said. But I couldn't do any of that. 

I could only make it up to her. I didn't know how, but i had to.

Hannah didn't come out, but I decided to wait. No matter how long it took. 

I waited for hours and hours, nearby the bathrooms, but I didn't see her come out.

She might feel scared to come out, knowing I will probably be waiting for her. I thought as I started towards the entrance and slid my phone out of my pocket.

Im really sorry about what I said. I feel really bad about it. I need to talk to you face to face. Meet me at Starbucks tomorrow at 5. Please. I have a lot of explaining to do. I know I don't deserve the forgiveness but I really need to talk to you. 

My finger ran over my phone and then I pressed send. I called my mom and asked her if she could pick me up in an hour or two.

As I waited outside of the entrance of the bathroom, I realized what I said to her. That was horrible for me to say. 

Two hours had passed, and it was almost closing time. I knew I couldn't leave her, but my mom would pick me up soon, so I had to walk out of the mall. With every step I took, I felt guiltier and guiltier. I felt horrible.

Hannah's POV 

I jerked awake when I realized someone was pounding on the door of the bathroom I was in. I had a huge headache, and I felt the dried streams of mascara on my cheeks. Memories of what Louis had said to me and me running to the bathroom flooded my mind. Then I realized that I must've doozed off from all that crying.

I quickly got up from the toilet seat cover, thank God there was one, grabbed my purse which was on the bathroom floor and unlocked the door. 

When I opened the door, there stood a short, tanned woman with her black hair tied back into a low bun. An angry look was on her face, but it softened when she saw my smeared makeup and red eyes. 

"The mall closed three hours ago. You are not supposed to be here at this time." Her voice said loudly and clearly. 

"Im sorry. I accidently doozed off." I could barely make the words come out, my voice still small and weak.

I quickly walked out of the bathroom and to the entrance of the mall to head home. As I neared the exit, a tall african-american police man stopped me. 

"Why are you in the mall? It closed a while ago." He asked me in a deep voice. I was turned away from him and when I looked over his face softened. 

"Im sorry. I was in the bathroom and I accidently doozed off." He stared at me, unsure if I was telling the truth. I didn't care if calls my mom, throws me into jail or anything. I just wanted to get this day over with. 

"Alright. Do you need a ride home?" 

"No thank you. Im fine." I whispered and quickly walked out of the mall. 

Once I unlocked the car, I got in and checked my makeup in the review mirror. I gasped at the sight. My mascara was in dried, dark streams on my face like how I guessed, and all the color was drained from my face. I looked like a zombie. I didn't bother to check my phone because I knew that I had probably at least 14 missed calls from my mum and dad each, and they also probably sent out like 10 search parties. I took a big shaky breath and started the car and drove home. 

When I walked into the house I heard exactly what I knew I would hear. 

"Hannah?" My mum's shaky voice sounded from the kitchen. She had been bawling her eyes out. I could tell by her voice.

"Yup." I sighed. "It's me."

My mum and dad came running over.

"Where have you been? I was so worried Hannah! We were scared that someone crashed into you or that something horrible happened!" My mum screamed at me.

"Im sorry. I accidently fell asleep in the bathroom. It's a long story and Im way to tired to explain." I explained sleepily. 

My mum and dad just nodded and I walked past them and up the stairs to my room. 

As soon as I got into my room I put on my pajamas, went into the bathroom and took off all my makeup and washed up and finally flopped onto my bed. I was beyond exhausted. I got up and took my phone out and unlocked it. 16 missed calls. 2 text messages. All my calls were from my parents, one of the text messages was from my friend Lily. 

Hey I got something big I have to tell you tomorrow at school! See ya tomorrow! xx

School. Crap.

I hadn't finished my history homework. I hadn't studied for my algebra test the next day. I didn't work on my book report that was also due the next day. I NEVER forgot or didn't do my homework. I thought that I was going to have enough time after I went to the mall, but I fell asleep in the bathroom...

I decided that I would still probably be very weak and tired after what happened so I could easily talk my mom out of making me go to school. Not something I do a lot. 

Then I checked the 2nd text message. It was from Louis.

My heart started to pound. The one who made me cry so much, made me fall asleep in the bathroom of a mall, made me not able to do my homework, and the one who hurt me so much? 

But butterflies came into my stomach. Dang it. Did I still love him? Tears gathered in my eyes. No. I told myself. I wouldn't cry over him. I didn't love him. I wasn't best friends with him. I would make myself fall out of love with him. I knew it was going to be very hard, but I was willing to do it. And I was most definitely NOT meeting him at Starbucks.

*Author's note: please go and read my first mumble! Thanks! :*


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