Chapter Four: forgive me
LouisLucy, for daysandweeks 5 Chapters challenge over at the HPFC forum.
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"It's alright, just wait and see
Your string of lights is still bright to me
Oh, who you are is not where you've been.
You're still an innocent."
-Taylor Swift, Innocent
They barely speak anymore, or touch, or laugh, or smile, or just hangout at all. All their conversations revolve around the weather and the family, nothing more or less. And Lucy hatehatehates it.
Louis had a l w a y s been her rock, her shoulder, her everything. Except now, now that their…fling was over, everything was falling apart. She's noticed that he's been drinking more then usual, often waking up in the morning to see him escort the girl he'd brought home that night, out the door.
She would watch mutely and when he turned around, his eyes always p l e a d e d: forgive me.
And even though her own eyes (the Weasley eyes), pleaded the same exact thing, she can never say she actually does.
It's more complicated then that one night they had shared. It's more complicated because Lucy couldn't shake thoughts of that night from her head. How right it felt to have Louis kiss her, how much she w a n t e d him to just kiss her again (and touch her), how attached to her cousin she actually is.
She wanted Louis; she wanted him so badly that every bone in her body ached for his touch, her very s o u l aching for his.
She can't forgive him, she just can't. Sighing Lucy stared out her bedroom window, remembering a time when they were young and things weren't complicated and everything was i n n o c e n t.
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