What did I have to do to make you stay?

"You don't have any food babe. How are we going to have our coffee if you have none?"

I roll my swollen eyes and swallow the pills to ease the pounding between my ears., "Louis, let's just go buy shit. I've still got all of the cards Harry gave me. We can buy two boxes of cereal just to piss him off."

"Wow, two, that'll show him." He rolls his eyes and kisses my head as he walks past me.

I wave him off. I'm too tired to deal with his badgering, "Give me a break, Lou." I plead as my eyes begin to water. The took so long to stop crying and now I feel as though I'm a damn that is barely under control.

His eyes soften, "Baby, I didn't mean it like that." He's just trying to lighten the mood, maybe even get me to smile. Even if it's small. I know but my head can't seem to understand that.

I sigh again, dejected and somber, "I know, I'm sorry." I don't know why I feel attacked at any situation now, or why I feel like I have to be guarded or ready for any major blows and insults. "Come, Lou , I love you." I spread my arms exhaling when Louis walks into them wrapping his own around me.

"It's okay let's just go out and get a few thing. We can get coffee on the way."

I smile sadly, "Yeah, we'll get larges."

"Oh you vicious women," he teases. "Ready?" He holds his hand out for me to take.

I sigh again and scratch the back of my head. Before I take his hand I look inside my purse and frown."Have you seen my phone? It's not in my bag."

He shakes his head with a frown of his own until he remembers: "It's probably in your car, love. You left it inside of your jacket remember?"

I nod slowly. I remember, now, being so over the day that left my only source of heat in my car. I finally take Louis' offered hand and scrambled out to the car.

I don't expect any missed calls or texts. The only person I ever talk to theses days has been with me all week. So imagine my shock when I see the twenty missed calls and voice mails. All from the same person. All of them rattling my insides.

"Babe?" I jump when I feel Louis' hand on my shoulder. "What is it?" He looks over my limb and scowls. He shakes his head, "No fucking way. Who does he think he is?" Louis is rambling like a mad man whilst I'm trying not to whimper and remember how to breathe. "Fuck him. Fuck his dirty, cheating ass."

I don't ask for my phone back. It doesn't look like Louis would hand it over anyway. Instead I merely saunter to the drivers side of my car and wait patiently for him to get in.

It takes five minuets and when He gets in next to me he sighs when he sees my shaking hands.

"I'm going to keep your phone okay?" I look at him and nod.

It's a precaution. He doesn't want me to answer and he knows I would eventually if i had been left with the device. He smiles gently at me and lays back against the seat waiting for me to start the car and begin our journey to the nearest shop.

"Take your time. It's okay babe."

He means it and I'm so glad.

Notes

Don't hurt your baby.