Tattooed Heart **ON HOLD**

El's POV
I sped down the highway, with my wind shield wipers on full speed. The pouring rain made my eye sight blurry as I raced to the mall. The nerve of that fucking Louis. Taking my phone and scaring Rose like that. He's such an ass.

I shook away the thoughts of the new Louis. The old Louis I knew was cute and funny. He always made me smile. He barely had any tattoos, but the ones he did have, were...nice. They fit him, not to overpowering but just enough.

I smiled to myself as I thought of all the old memories we made together. When we woke Niall up by squirting shaving cream all over his face, and when we got kicked out of the movie theatre for being way to loud. That Louis I missed, and Niall too. We used to be so close, they were there when I would cry or when I was way to happy over something. Or that time Louis came and picked me up when my date stood me up.

That night was the best night ever, or I thought it was back then. That was a year ago, so why do I still think about it? He probably doesn't even remember..

-FLASHBACK-
"Louis! Stop!" I squealed as he finished tickling my sides. I wiped a couple of loose tears away, as they began to pour out again.

"Hey, hey" Louis cooed to me. "Eleanor Jane Calder, don't you dare become more baby than I am." He said wrapping an arm around my shoulder. I chuckled as he crossed his eyes, and made funny faces at me.

"Hey El, don't waste your tears on that Jerkoff" Niall said turning around from the drivers seat face us in the back. I rested my head on Lou's shoulder as Niall pulled away from the expensive restaurant.

I looked down at my favorite dress, a short gold strapless with gold heels. Great, now I was staining it with my tears.

"Lou?" I asked looking up at him. His blue eyes looked into mine, sending flutters through my heart and my entire body. We kept that stare, and that was night I realized, I like Louis Tomlinson...more than a friend.

"Yea El?" He hummed, leaning his head on mine ever so slightly. I smiled slightly at his closeness to myself. He rubbed my shoulder lightly, making me erupt with all these emotions inside. I know I like Louis..but I was just confused. He probably doesn't even like me more than a friend. Every girl that walks past him practically throws themselves at him. He can have any girl..so why would he want me?

"Why am I not good enough?" I sighed, still looking at him. He peered down at me..and smiled. Smiled? Why would he smile at that? "I don't find this funny Louis." I stated to him. He shook his head, making his scent slightly drift over to me. I closed my eyes, and enjoyed his presence there with me.

"El, don't you think anything less of yourself than perfect, cause that's exactly what you are." He said, now beaming, like he was proud of himself for saying it. I took my head off his shoulder, and stared at my lap, and smiled. He was just being a good friend probably. A part of me was happy we was there for me, but part of me wished he was saying it more than a friend.

I mentally slapped myself. I don't know why Louis would ever think of me, Eleanor Calder, as his lover or girlfriend. Was I mental? Louis could find such a better girl than I. He's funny and caring, and sweet, and always makes me laugh. Plus, he's gorgeous. What girl wouldn't like him? I sighed to myself at the thought running through my mind about Louis. I'm just confused. What will happen in the future? What if he realizes my new feelings? It'll make everything awkward. I just can't have that. I'd rather stay friends with Lou instead of loosing him completely.

"Aww Lou thanks. Thanks for being a great friend, but you don't have to lie. I know I'm not perfect, or not even close" I said, my voice cracking a little at the word friend. Yeah..friend. Ugh, I hate that word already. I glanced out the window and saw we were driving on a highway. We were at least an hour away from Louis' apartment, where we were staying the night. I giggled to myself as the thought of half of my clothes were piled high in Louis' apartment.

"Hey guys, I think we got a flat" Niall yelled to us over the rattling car. He quickly pulled over, and stopped the engine.

"You need help, Ni? I mean can you handle it yourself?" Louis asked Niall almost...nervously? 'Please say no. Please say no!' I thought to myself.

"Nah, it's only one I think I got it under control. Perfect time don't you think, Lou?" He smiled and got out of the car, opening the trunk to get everything. I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"Time for what?" I turned to Louis. His head was looking out the car window, deep in thought. Time for what?

"El.." He turned to face me. I stared into his blue eyes once again, while he stared deep into my brown ones. He cupped my face in his hands, and my heart started to beat a million times faster. "Right we shouldn't think of you as perfect" he said rather seriously. I have him another confused look.

"Well that makes me feel so much better" I remarked and rolled my eyes. I tried to move, but he kept my face in his hands, which was surprisingly close to his face, that our breath was blowing into each other's faces.

"El, let me finish" he was really serious now, but he sounded somewhat nervous. I nodded,so he continued. "You're better than perfect, your amazing. That guy was an asshole for standing you up like that." I smiled at his statement. He really was an amazing friend. "And being your friend means the world to me." Right...friend. I smirked at his statement. God, was he-

"El?" He cut my thinking off. "Yes?" I replied still cupped in his hands.

"You know you can tell me anything right? Thoughts, actions.....feelings?" He said still staring into my eyes. I gulped. What did he mean feelings? Oh no..does he know?

"Yea, Lou. I already do tell you everything." I told him, raising my hand to his. He looked at me with hope.

"So do you want to tell me anything knew?" He asked and pressed on. I contemplated the options in my head. Louis was understanding, maybe we could forget about the feelings if he doesn't feel the same way? So of course, I nodded. He smiled widely.

"Louis I-I" I stuttered. I was really nervous all of a sudden, my hands started to sweat a little, and my heart was about to burst through my chest.

"You can be honest when I do this. Promise?" He asked again. Wait..what?

"What do you mean?" I questioned very confused with my feelings and his words.

"Just promise me ok?" He said lightly. I silently nodded, and shut my eyes for a second. What was he up to?

I opened my eyes to the feeling of comfort and love rise through me. I felt soft lips on mine, and before I knew it, I kissed back, realizing it was Louis. Oh my God. Louis was kissing me. Me?!

I snaked my arms around his neck, while he pulled me closer to him, and soon I was on his lap, straddling him. He pulled away, gasping for much needed air and stared at me. He gave me a quick peck, before asking me, "So what does this make us?"

I smiled and leaned forward again and mumbled against his lips, "You tell me" and with that, our lips were together again, and happiness rushed through me, as my heart was leaping with joy. I was actually happy that guy stood me up, or this would've never happened.

-END-

I pounded my hand on the steering wheel, as I thought about that night. The night Louis showed me that he loved me. I was so happy, and he was so different than. I really did miss that Louis. And that Niall. My boys, my best friends.

I hadn't realized that I pulled over, until I heard someone knocking in the window. The rain was dying down, but I could only make out a pair of blue eyes. Two blue devil eyes.

I rolled the window down slightly, and called to him. "What the hell do you want Louis?!"

He he slipped his head in the car, making my passenger seat damp form his dripping brown hair. He looked at me with wide eyes, and an evil smirk. He looked like he had almost two different emotions running through him. "Aren't you going to let him in?" He asked.

I groaned in response. "Get your own car and leave me alone" I replied shakily. The remembrance of that moment in the car that night and looking at him was enough to set me over the edge. I remembered that night clearly. The night we broke up, or separated. I hated the feeling of not being without him. He was my first love. The first guy that I ever really loved and opened up too. It was the best for me though. Like I said, he was different.

"Hey, are you ok?" He asked softly. At that moment, I felt like old Louis was there. The one to comfort and hold me. Right there, I felt like jumping in his arms and crying into his shoulder and him telling me it's alright, it was just a bad dream, but it's reality. And it sucks.

"None of your damn business" I spat at him. I didn't realize that I was letting tears fall until I felt a hand brush them away. I turned a saw Louis sitting in my passenger seat next to me. Our hands were inches away. Our bodies a foot away. I scooted to the other end of my seat. I hated showing emotions in front of him when he was like this. But he's always like this.

"Shh, El. Don't cry." He said putting his arm around my shoulders. I let more and more tears fall, since he already saw me start to cry. I just hate this new him, and it's killing me.

"Get your hands off of me" I said to him, shaking him away, even though I hated myself for it.

"Goddamnit! I try to be nice and you push me away El. What the fuck!" He yelled slamming the door. I jumped at his sudden outburst. He was never like this.

"All you want to do is fuck me, or..or..I don't know Louis! Your just so confusing!" I yelled back to him. I really was confused, more than that night.

"Really? Is that all you think of me now? A person who likes to fuck around?!" He was becoming angrier and angrier, and I wasn't liking it. "Well, I'm not! I'm the same old Louis you knew and loved! I'm like this because of you! When we broke up, I was devastated! And this is how I coped!" He yelled even louder.

I flinched when he began to pound the door in frustration. Is that really true? He really did miss me? This-him it can't be. No.

"Get out" I whispered.

"What?" He asked shocked. I can't to look at him, or I might just break down. "Get out." I said louder. This was all too much.

"Whatever" he huffed, opening the door and ripping his arm from around me. I felt cold, when he did, like I wasn't complete. But I had to do it. For myself.

He slammed the car door shut, and walked downed the street, people running out of his way. You could tell he was angry. He kicked some trash cans over, before heading down an alley. Why would I do that? Stupid, El. Stupid. The love of my life, gone down the alley, probably going to forget about me, and fuck another girl.

I drove off, to the mall, not noticing the black phone left in my cup holder. I reached the mall, and pulled in my usual parking spot, since it was later and less full. I sighed and wiped the last of my tears away. No more crying Eleanor.

I grabbed the phone,and unlocked it. My sobs could probably be heard form Alaska when I saw it. God, what is this boy doing to me?. My background that was usually Rose and I from summer break, was now a collage of pictures of Louis and I in a heart. I checked every other personal app I had, and than proceeded to check everything else. I opened my pictures and found one in particular that stood out. It was a piece of plain paper, with only five simple words written in Louis' handwriting:

'I Love You Eleanor Calder'

Notes

Hey guys!



Hope you had a happy new year!!

How will El react to Louis' note?
Why did Louis admit to loving El on her phone?
What do you think made Niall and Louis change?

Do you like El and Louis' past so far? I know it's kinda boring, but it had to be done to lead up to more drama!
Anyways...Let me know what you think and thanks for reading!!


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