Just The Help ( Louis Tomlinson )

Have you ever loved someone? Wait, let me rephrase that! Have you ever loved someone but can't be with them? I do. And do you get that gut wrenching feeling whenever you remind yourself you can never have them? I do, when ever I look at her. Whenever I see her hazel eyes, her light black waves that cascade to the middle of her back, the way she moves, the way she speaks. Her name is Sienna, Princess Sienna to be exact! And the reason I can't be with her? Well I'm Louis Tomlinson and I'm her guard.I'm just the help. One whom she could never love....
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10. // 9 //

Chapter Song: How To Be A Heartbreaker by Marina & the Diamonds

Niall's POV

I'm sitting in the corner with a pint in my hand.

Everything seems fuzzy and I feel a bit numb. I don't know why though I've drank more than this before.

I see a figure open the door to the deserted main room. I see black riding boots that look to be some with petite feet.


I watch as she strolls in her room around midnight with a cloak around her head.

"Look whooooiisss back!" I slur, startling her.

She turns around with the cloak still around her head. She sees its me and lets out a sigh of relief.

"It's just you."

I stand up, barely being able to stand up on my own.

"Are you well?" she asks.

She takes the cloak off her head and I finally realize why I love her so much.


I walk into the crowded pub with Josh at my side.

I just got a notice from the king. He wants me in his court. You know just a knight.

I don't know if I should accept though. I have at least half a year to think it over.

We walk up to the bar area and order two pints. I just need a little stress relief. I mean the offer is a wonderful opportunity. It could feed my family for years to come and give them the benefits they need.

I sigh and drink my pint. I look to my left and find that Josh has gone.

I look back over to my right trying to scope out where he could have gone just to be blinded by bright red hair.

After I get away from the fact that her hair is that astonishingly bright, I notice she's been looking at me, a smile relevant on her face. Her green eyes pierce through mine for sometime.

Those eyes.

I slid to the chair next to hers and I took in her appearance. Very casual looking actually. Just a light blue dress that shows little cleavage.

"Hello there." she says. "You seem lonely." she picks up her drink and raises it. "Need a drinking partner?" she says bringing the rim to her pink lips.

I smile and nod.

I like this one.

I bring the glass to my mouth, my eyes never leaving her cat-like ones.

********Flashback Ends********

It's her eyes.

Her green cat like eyes that look so beautiful all the time.

It's what first reeled me in. That and her hair was neon compared to the rest of woman that night at the pub.

She seemed so fragile like a flower.

She still looks fragile.

I put my hand on her cheek and lightly stroke it. "

You don't know how much I lo-l-love you still."

Her eyes widen and her mouth drops.

I then remember all of the things the letter said, how unhappy she's always been and how she never felt the same.

"And that's why it hurt so much."

"What hurt?" she said looking directly at my mouth.

Her breath fanned my face sending me a minty puff of fresh air.

I found myself staring at her lips, those perfect soft lips that I've missed so much.

The lips that will always be the first to have some dozen pints.

"When you said you don't love me." I said.

Her green orbs finally connected with my blue ones.

They were watery and held so much hurt.

Why is she hurt though?

She's the one that said she doesn't feel anything.

Our arms are now at our sides and her head drops.

"I'm sorry." I hear her sob.

I take both of my hands and cup her face. I see the water streaming down her cheeks. I don't think I've ever seen her cry before. At least, not in a long time.

I wipe away the tear and she closes her eyes.

Our foreheads press together and she leans up to brush ours lips.

"No." she says.

She pulls away and looks me straight in the eye.

"I don't deserve you." She says before freeing from my grips.

She's about to go into her room when I shut the door before she can leave me.

"No." I say.

I'm pretty much half way sober so I know what I'm doing. I turn her around and hold her in my arms.

"You can't tell me what and especially who I deserve anymore. I've done things I've regret and I know damn well you do too."

Her face was down, not allowing me to look at her.

"I still love you. As crazy as it seems I still do for whatever reason it is."

She finally looks up with red eyes, tears spilling from her eyes and down her fair cheeks.

"That is my regret." she says.

I look at her, dumbfounded.

"I-I regret.....making you.....fall in love with me." she whispers.

I'm shocked to hear this.

Did she really not love me?

I feel numb again and release my grip.

She looks at me for a few seconds before she leans in and presses a soft kiss to my cheek.

"But I never regret having you as my drinking partner." she whispers in my ear before she truns around and disappears in her room.


Sorry guys! I know it's been ages since I've updated!!! I hope ever had a lovely Christmas! If you don't celebrate Christmas I hope your break is treating you well! Okay so this is my New Years Eve/ belated Christmas gift!!! TBH it's kind of short and I know I hate myself for it!!! See you in 2014 lovelysssssssss!!!!!


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