Wrong Number - L.T 1D

Chapter Sixty Three

I jump off the bed, wanting to get this over and done with as quickly as possible. Or before I change my mind. Which ever happens first. I walk out of the bedroom and down the hall to see if I can find Niall anywhere but I don't. That's when I hear the shower running.

Perfect.

I know that if Niall knew I was doing this, he would try to stop me. Part of me knows this is a bad idea but the other part, the more dominate part, knows this is a good idea. To move on, I need closure and the only place I am going to get that is by talking to Louis.

I quickly scribble a note for Niall telling him that I have gone to talk to Lou and not to follow me or try and stop me. Not that it will work. The moment he sees this note he is going to storm up to Louis and Harry's apartment and bring me back here. I know he will.

I walk out the door, closing it quietly behind me even though he won't hear me through the running water in the shower. I walk down the long corridor until I am standing in front of their door. The door that will hold my answers.

I reach my arm up, my hand in a fist, but instead of knocking I just let my hand hover there. Maybe this isn't the best idea. Maybe I shouldn't go and talk to Louis. I mean, the last time I talked to him he gave me the cold shoulder. 

What's to say he won't act like that again? What's to say he won't yell at me? I mean, I don't know why he would yell at me but he could. I guess I'm just scared that he will turn out like my mother. She used to love me, once upon a time.

I know, it's hard to believe but she did. She was a great mother back then. Back when everything was perfect and right with the world. Back when my dad still loved my mother. Back when we were a family, not torn apart by a divorce.

"Mummy, can you read me a story before bed, please?" I ask while we head up the stairs to my room.

"Sure baby. What do you want me to read to you?" she asks me while I start jumping up and down on the stairs, "Careful sweetie. You'll hurt yourself."

Too late. I feel my foot catch on the stairs and before I know it, my head comes in contact with the wooden boards. I let out a loud sob as pain erupts in my skull, tears coming to my eyes. I let them fall as I feel someone's arms around me, picking me up off the cold floor.

"Shhh baby. It's okay. You're okay. Come on, let's go to bed," my mum coos in my ear as she climbs the stairs.

I cling to her as I cry, the tears falling from my cheeks to the skin on her neck. We reach my room and she places me down on my bed before she pulls back. I look up at her as she brushes away the tears as they fall from my eyes.

"I love you mummy," I cry quietly.

"I love you too sweetie. So much," she says as she presses a kiss to my forehead.

Her kisses always make everything better. Whether I'm sad or hurt, I always feel better after having a cuddle with my mum. I always feel better after she gives me a kiss and tells me that everything will okay. I always feel better when she says she loves me.

I rest my head on the wooden door with a thump, not even thinking about the sound I made. Who knew? Who knew that that would be the last night she would kiss my head before tucking me into bed? Who knew that that would be the last night she ever said 'I love you' to me?

Suddenly, I feel myself fall forward as the door is pulled open. Before I can catch myself, a pair of strong arms are placed around my waist, stopping me from falling. I look up only to see a pair of blue eyes. 

"You should be more careful next time," Louis says stiffly as he helps me stand upright before letting go and taking a step back.

"Sorry," I mumble while wiping away a few stray tears, "Just a memory."

"Yeah. Anyway, what do you want?"

I sigh while looking up at him, "Answers Lou. I want answers."

"Yes. No. To get to the other side. 1.77245-"

I cut him off swiftly, "I don't want to know the square root of Pi. I also don't want you to quote Twilight anymore Louis."

Considering the way he is acting, when I see a smile on his face, I am quite shocked, "Sorry. Thought it would be funny."

"It would be, but not right now. Can I come in?" I say quietly.

"Sure," he says as he moves away from the door.

I watch him walk into the kitchen so I quickly follow, closing the door behind me. I take a seat on one of the stools as Louis stands on the other side of the bench, his back to me. We stay like this, in complete silence, until I can't take it anymore.

"Louis, why are you acting like this?" I sigh, getting straight to the point.

"Like what?" he says while turning around to face me.

"Don't play dumb with me Louis. Ever since we almost kissed, you've been acting very weird. Almost all of me believes that you don't care about me anymore, like you say. But there is a small part of me, the part of me that loves you, that doesn't believe a single word coming out of your mouth," I confess.

"Well you should believe it," he shrugs his shoulder indifferently, "It's true. I don't care about you Mimi. I never did."

"I don't believe you," I whisper, tears coming to my eyes.

"Why the hell does everyone keep saying that? I know my own feelings for crying out loud! So why does everyone have to keep second guessing them?" Louis exclaims and I flinch out of habit, "Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

There it is. That's what Niall was talking about. The way his voice changed when he said sorry for scaring me. If he didn't care, he wouldn't be sorry that he scared me. He wouldn't have apologised for making me jump in fright.

"Because," I sigh, "You're lying and we can all see that."

"No I'm not! Now get out," he says as calmly as possible before storming out of the room, leaving me shocked and confused.

Maybe Niall was right. Maybe he does still care about me.

I just have to find out why he is acting like this.

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