Hey guys! This is my first fan-fic that I've posted on here. It's between a girl named Sarah and Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. This story is based off of their second single, Gotta Be You. Go and look it up so that you have a bit of a feel for the story line, and then come back here and read this. Sarah and Louis both have British accents, as this is taking place before The X-Factor found One Direction, while Louis is still in high school. I hope you like this story, and I'll shut up now so that you can get on with it! :)
They were in his car on their way to her house. They both had somber looks on their faces, as if they had just encountered a murder. Sarah held in her tears and screams, keeping them all inside. She wanted to yell at him, blame him; but she was just as much, if not more a part of this as he was. She let her guard down, and for that, she hurt herself. Looking down at the ring on her hand, symbolizing something very important to her, she realized that she would probably have to take them off. Wearing them would be like lying. She wasn't a virgin anymore. She looked up, face serious, at him. Louis looked over at her, and answered with his eyes the question that she wordlessly asked. How could he have done this? He knew that she wanted to wait, at least till being engaged to have sex. How could he?
They were a few minutes away from her neighborhood when he decided to speak. "I'm sorry babe." He said; eyes still on the road, knuckles white from squeezing the leather steering wheel so hard. He felt torn inside, and didn't know what else to say. The same question that was going through her head was going through his. "I know…" Sarah responded quietly, putting her hand to her mouth and holding back a sob.
They reached her house and he slowly pulled to a stop. She opened her door and stepped out, leaning in to get her purse. "Wait." He said, placing his hand on hers. Putting her purse on her shoulder, she looked him in the eye, telling him to go on. "Can I call you later?" He asks, hope showing through his eyes. "Probably not… My sister and her husband are coming over later, and then we're going out as a family." She said, looking at the seats in his blue car. She loved the smell of this car. It smelt like him all around it, but in the passenger seat, it always smelled like her warm vanilla lotion. "Alright, well, call me when you get the chance then." "Okay… Bye." She said, shutting the door softly. "Bye…" He muttered after watching her walk slowly up driveway. Turning back to look at him one last time before he left, she did a small wave before turning to walk into the house where they had so many memories.
She walked down the hall, arm in arm with her best friend. Looking over at her, Kate said that it would be alright. That she would get through this and one day everything would be fine again. Sarah smiled lightly, and said "I know it will. It hurts right now though. We still have to talk about it, and you know that I hate talking about serious stuff." "You do. Well, here's my room. I'll see you at lunch." Kate said as she let go of Sarah's arm. She continued walking down the hall, thinking of skipping class. Louis would be there, and it always worked out that they sat beside each other. 'What am I thinking?' She asked herself. 'I can't skip class. My parents would kill me if they found out.' Walking up to her math room, she took a deep breath and opened the door. Looking in with her books in her arms, she saw that there was only one seat left; and it was right by the boy that she loved, yet despised. She ignored him throughout all of class, having to endure the "why didn't you call me" and the "please answer," from him, as well as all of the looks she was getting from everyone. Even her teacher looked at her weird with the amount she was ignoring him. When the bell rang she packed all of her books and walked quickly to her gym class, stopping on her way to drop her books off into her locker and grab her gym bag.
Lunch time came around, and she went to sit with Kate. They ate in silence, the whole time Sarah just sat eating her food like it was a chore and not tasting any of it while Kate looked at Louis the whole time. He was with his friends, laughing, but in between what would make him laugh, he'd have this hurt look in his eyes, staring at his plate and moving his food from side to side. "Alright. That's it." Kate said quickly, looking over at Sarah. "You two are talking later today, whether you like it or not." Sarah shot her head up quickly, her eyes wide. "No, we're not. I'm not ready to talk to him yet." "Yes you are. And you're going to. I don't like seeing the both of you in mourning." Kate had the most defiant look on her face, and she knew that Sarah would give in. Staring at her food for a few minutes, Sarah looked up and saw Louis staring at her. He gave the same small wave that she had given him when he dropped her off at her house, and had a small hint of a smile on his face. She looked over at Kate and sighed. "Fine; I will. But if something goes wrong and I get hurt even worse, I'm blaming you." She said playfully glaring. Laughing at her best friend, Kate gave Sarah a hug. "You won't get hurt more. If you do, I'll personally take care of it." She said smiling gently. They finished eating lunch, and parted, Kate going off to her gym class, and Sarah going off to her English.
Putting her music book into her locker, Sarah shut its door. Closing her eyes, she leaned her head against the piece of metal and sighed. She missed his bright, toothy grin, the way he made her laughed to the point of tears. She missed laughing with him. But most of all, she missed just being able to hold each other close and talk until late in the morning, putting off going to bed just to talk. He was her dream guy, and losing all of this after doing something that she knew she shouldn't have done, hurt the most. The halls were empty. Everybody had left except for a few teachers and a couple of students. Sliding down to the floor, she sat there, cross-legged and staring at her hands, thinking about the past few days. She heard footsteps but didn't look up, knowing who's they were. Seeing a pair of very familiar navy blue toms stop beside her, she stared at them for a few seconds. "You know I never liked toms until I met you." She said finally. Yes, she was avoiding what they really needed to talk about, but she didn't want to yet. She wanted to pretend like nothing had really happened, and that they were still so close. "Really? I didn't know that." He said, sitting down beside her. She looked up into his eyes, trying to read what they were saying, but for the first time she couldn't get it. "I…" Louis started. "I, I really am so very sorry. I wasn't really thinking." He said. "I know. It was kinda my fault anyways. I mean, I could've stopped you at any given moment." Sarah responded. "Are you disappointed in me; with what I did?" He asked; eyebrows knitted together. She looked at him a minute, trying to figure out how to word what she wanted to say. She couldn't lay it on easily. Yes, he did disappoint her. He disappointed her a lot. But if she tried to tell him lightly, she knew that not only would he not understand what she was trying to say, but she would also just give up and either walk away from it all, or pretend like she truly didn't mind, when really it would tear her up inside.
"Yes Louis, I am disappointed. I told you my boundaries, yet you crossed them. I'm not going to blame it all on you, since I could've said no at any time, but you already knew my plans." Louis let out a deep sigh. "Okay. I'm gonna fix this." "There's nothing to be fixed…" Sarah said, looking down at her hands which she had placed in her lap. She couldn't let him see the tears as she was about to do this. Her heart kept telling her not to, but her brain told her it was the right idea. She couldn't risk having sex with him again, and if he thought that they'd be able to keep their hands off of each other, then he was wrong. "What do you mean?" He asked bewildered. "I think you know what I mean." She said. Her decision had been made. She played her acting role, her eyes were cold, and she had a set glare on her face. "Sarah, please. Don't. You can't." He replied completely devastated. "I'm sorry it had to end like this Louis, but I just can't." With that she got up and walked out of the hallway and to her car, keeping herself together until the moment she walked through her house door.
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