Chapter One
I walked down the familiar street, taking in the scenery and ignoring the butterflies that had taken hold of my stomach.
I had been back for almost a week now, and it felt good to be home.
What if he doesn't remember me? A nervous voice echoed in my mind, but I pushed that thought to the side as I rounded the corner, coming to a stop at the house I had been visiting every day since I had arrived in Doncaster.
But today wasn't any other day.
Today I would be seeing Louis for the first time in four years.
We had grown up together, Louis being only two years older than myself.
He had been the boy next door, my best friend, my confidante, my first kiss, my first love. He had been mine.
But then my parents had started fighting.
He was there for me, all through their divorce. And what a messy divorce it was. Restraining orders and all.
When mum had said she didn't want to be anywhere near my dad, she really meant it. So, we had moved to Australia.
Louis and I had kept in contact, at least for a while, an email every now and then.
But we hadn't spoken in over year.
It was only a few weeks ago, mid-November, when my dad asked me to stay with him.
I missed my dad. I missed England. So, I had agreed.
Graduating soon after that, I packed my bags, and hopped on a plane, ready to revisit my old life.
And that leads me to where I am now, standing outside Louis' house.
I took in a deep breath, before knocking lightly.
The door swung open almost immediately, and Jay's arms wrapped around me. I smiled, hugging her tightly.
She pulled back, her face kind as she smiled warmly in return.
Louis' mum hadn't hesitated in welcoming me back into the family. She had known me since I was a little girl and when everything had started happening with my parents, I began spending most of my time at Louis' house. So, that's what I became, part of their family.
"How are you today, sweetie?" She asked.
"Excited." Pursing my lips, I paused. "Nervous."
"Don't be nervous, love! He'll be glad to see you." She shut the door behind me as I entered.
"Is he here yet?" I asked, looking past her, into the lounge room.
"Just picked him up from the Airport, he's in his room."
"Did you tell him I was back in England?" I raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't, thought it'd be a nice surprise for him."
"Oh." I froze as I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
My eyes widened as he came into view.
"Who was at the do-." He didn't have time to finish his sentence, before he saw me.
I could already feel a grin consuming my face as I spoke his name softly.
Louis' POV.
"Louis." Her voice was almost a whisper.
All I could do was stare.
It couldn't be. It couldn't be her.
"I'll leave you two kids alone." My mum disappeared into the lounge room, but I didn't even glance at her. I couldn't take my eyes off this girl.
She was about 5'5, and even under all the layers of clothes, I could tell she was very slender. Her long brown hair fell over her shoulders, and her pale blue eyes were framed with dark lashes.
She was more beautiful than I remembered.
"Skylar?" I finally choked out her name.
She nodded her head slowly.
I didn't hesitate, I skipped the last couple of steps, jumping to the ground and in one long stride, I was in front of her.
I pulled her into my arms, resting my chin on her head as she nuzzled into my neck.
"You have no idea how much I've missed you." I whispered.
"I missed you too, Lou."
I closed my eyes, not wanting to ever let go.
"So, tell me Mr. Superstar, what's it like being in a boyband?" I looked at Skylar as she spoke; she was sprawled out across my bed.
"It's amazing. It can be hard work sometimes, but I've met so many wonderful people and the lads are great."
"Oh, the lads! Quick question; Larry Stylinson, true or false?" She waggled her eyebrows.
I chuckled. "That would be false."
"Mhm. That's right, you have a girlfriend. The beautiful Eleanor."
I shifted my gaze from her, looking down at the floor. "Uh, actually, we broke up about a month ago."
She sat up. "I'm so sorry, Lou."
"It's alright. It was mutual, but let's not get into it."
She nodded, dropping the subject.
I blinked, an idea coming to mind. "Come with me." I got to my feet, holding a hand out to her.
"Where are we going?" She narrowed her eyes, before linking our fingers together.
"On an adventure."
Skylar's POV.
"When you said an adventure, I wasn't expecting a trip into your backyard." I mumbled as Louis dragged me along.
He didn't reply.
"Which brings me to my next question; why are we in your backyard?"
"I want to check out the old tree house."
Oh my god, the tree house..
*About 11 years earlier. No POV.*
Seven year old Skylar looked over at Louis, as they sat across from each other, the tree house surprisingly warm considering how cold of a day it was.
"I pick dare!" He said eagerly, his young blue eyes filled with excitement.
She thought for a moment, before smiling cheekily. "I dare you to give me your orange juice."
He frowned, before looking at the juice box in his hands. "I'm not giving you my juice box, Sky. And you suck at this game."
"Nuh-uh!" She argued, strands of brown hair falling over her face as she shook her head.
"You really do." He laughed, leaning forward and brushing the hair out of her eyes, an affectionate look taking hold of his features.
"You think of a good dare then." She challenged him.
"I will!" He stuck his tongue out before grinning. "I dare you to kiss me."
She stood up, giggling slightly. "That's gross, Louis. Boys have cooties."
"Do not!" He shouted after her, as she climbed out of the tree house.
*Current time. No POV.*
Louis glanced over at Skylar, as she paced around the small room, stopping suddenly.
"Look at this, Lou." She said softly, running her fingers over a plank of wood.
He walked over, examining the area.
Carved into the wood, in messy writing was, Sky loves Lou.
*About four years earlier. No POV.*
Fourteen year old Skylar sat in the tree house, biting her lip as tears filled her eyes.
She pulled the pocket knife that Louis had given her for her twelfth birthday out of her jeans, and began to etch something into the wall.
"Skylar, what are you doing up here?" Louis' voice made her jump, but she didn't respond.
"What's happening, Sky?" His voice was soft.
She dropped the knife on the floor, tracing her index finger over her engraving.
Sky loves Lou.
"I'm leaving, Lou." She choked out.
He sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her small shoulders. "Where are you going? When will you be back?"
"I don't think I'm coming back, Lou, I don't think I'm coming back.." Tears began to fall from her eyes as she buried her face in Louis' chest.
"What do you mean?" He paused, hugging her tightly. "Sky?"
"I'm moving to Australia."
It was with those four words that his heart sank.
She couldn't be leaving. His best friend could not be leaving. The girl he had been in love with since he was six could not be leaving.
He placed a hand under her chin, raising her face so that she was looking at him.
Louis wiped away her tears, trying not to cry himself.
"Truth or dare?" He suddenly asked.
"What are you doing, Lou-."
"Truth or dare?" He asked more firmly.
"I don't know.. Dare." She mumbled.
"I dare you to kiss me."
"What?" She blinked, trying to understand what he had just said. She had never kissed a boy before, never wanted to, not unless that boy was Louis. And here he was, daring her to kiss him.
"I dare you to kiss me, Skylar."
No longer hesitating, she brought her lips to his, as he cupped her face with warm hands.
She would always remember that kiss.
That perfect first kiss.
That perfect first kiss that seemed to be the perfect beginning, to a perfect ending.
Really short chapter, I know! Sorry! But I haven't uploaded in a while, and I really wanted to do something with Louis, so yay! Hope you enjoy! xx Review!