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Forgive Me ~Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction~

Hung Dragon





Heather's POV

“Move in with me.” Louis mumbled. What the fuck did he just say?

“What?” I heard Harry say at the same time as me.

“I want you to move in with me.” Louis looked me in the eyes and said confidently. He stood up and walked over to me. “I want you to move in with me, yeah?” He said a little quieter than before, meaning for it to only be heard by me. There was something in his voice that wasn't very sure.

“Who are you trying to convince Louis? Me or you?” I said a little harsher than I anticipated. He flinched at my words.

“What do you mean convince? I just think it would be good for you to move in with me…” He trailed off. “If you're here I can take care of you. Help you get better.”

Instantly every bone in my body boiled in anger. I'm not some charity case that he thinks he can take care of. I'm my own human being and i can take care of myself.

Yeah? You can take care of yourself? We see how that went.

I closed my eyes and let out a tense sigh. “I don't need you to take care of me Louis.” I growled. Niall came up behind me and put his hand on my shoulder. I shook him off.

He stepped a little closer and grabbed my tightly clenched fists and taking them into his own hands. Even though harry and niall were standing there watching this it felt like it was just me and Louis. “Heather, I'm not forcing you. I just… I want to be there for you and I mean, what's so bad about that? I care about you. Is that a crime?” He gave my hands a squeeze.

I looked down at our entwined hands and felt a little bit better. I felt the anger roll of my shoulders. “I really don't need you taking care of me Louis. I can manage but maybe moving in is the best thing… for now.”I looked up through my lashes and met his soft blue eyes waiting with anticipation.

“What?” Louis said with shock. “Is that a yes?” His eyes sparkled.

“Sure… Yeah, i'll move in.” I shrugged. All the sudden I felt arms come around me from the back.

“I really thought this was going to go a lot worse.” Niall mumbled into my ear, i rolled my eyes. Louis kind of stood there dumbfounded. Like a deer in headlights. Harry came up to us and pulled us both into a hug, both of our heads in each of his arms. It was a lot of pulling and tugging which, I imagine, isn't a good mix for me because all the sudden i felt very lightheaded and my sight was blurred with black dots.

“Guys… Get the fuck off. I cant…” I felt it coming but i tried to hold it in. Louis kept a grip on my arms while pushing them off of us.

“Heather, what's wrong?” he grabbed my face and pulled me in, looking me straight in the eyes. I couldn't focus on him at all, even with all my might, i couldn't.

“I need to sit, please. I'm ok.” Louis tried helping me sit but i pulled my arm out of his hand. “Please, i've got this Louis.” He didn't look hurt, he nodded his head.

“Hey, harry can you grab her tea off the counter and grab her something to eat. She needs food. I don't know what we have in the cupboards, just look. She hasn't ate yet but she needs her medicine.” Louis explained as he sat on the couch next to me but not super close, he gave me my space. Niall took a seat on the floor on the opposite side of me that louis was on.

In a few short minutes Harry returned with tea, crisps, and my medicine. “Thank you so much.” I was feeling a lot better now. The dizziness was gone and my vision was normal again. I took a couple bites of some crisps and a drink on my tea when i realised everyone was staring at me. “What? Turn a game on or some shit.”

Niall cleared his throat and grabbed the remote off the table, turning on a game between Puerto Rico and some europe team. “Has that happened a lot?” Harry asked, taking my attention away from the t.v. Me and harry are actually really good friends. Of course i'm friends with everyone in the band but harry is probably one that i'm closest with besides Louis obviously. He was so nice and down to earth and just chill all together. He’s like my little brother. When i have a bad day or i need a little laugh, of course i have louis but when i can't talk to louis, i go to harry. He's just so sweet.

“Well I haven't felt that but this morning i was so incredibly nauseous and was puking my brains out.” Louis nodded his head in agreement. “I guess the doc said it would happen. It's a side effect.” i shrugged, i tipped the bag towards louis, who snagged a couple crisps. I tapped niall on the shoulder and handed him the bag, which he gladly took. I grabbed my medicine bottle and popped a pill real fast.

“Can i have an actual breakfast?” I turned to Louis and gave him puppy eyes. I loved Louis traditional breakfasts. They were always a treat. “Cmon cmon cmon.” i rested my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arm around him. Niall's head whipped around and even gave Louis a look. Harry got out of the chair and jumped on the couch and got on the other side of louis and did the same thing i was doing.

He rolled his eyes at us but let out a laugh. “Ok, ok, ok but you have to help me.” He looked down to me. I let out a little sigh but ended up agreeing.

We all made our way to the kitchen where Harry unloaded the bags of groceries he brought over, Niall took a seat on a bar stool facing the kitchen and i threw on some tunes for us to listen while cooking. I met louis over by the counter and grabbed a thing of bacon.

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“We cooked a breakfast of kings, we did.” Louis set down a bowl of beans onto the table to complete our breakfast. We made extra crispy bacon with mushrooms, scrambled eggs, beans, toast and i cut up some bananas Harry brought over. It smelt so good, i couldn't wait to dig in. I took a seat next to him at the table, across from Niall and Harry.

“This looks amazing.” Niall said, pouring himself some cranberry juice.

“Thank you, you guys.” Harry grabbed a piece of banana and tossed it into his mouth.

We all enjoyed our meal. We chatted, laughed, and just enjoyed each others company. After our bellies were full Niall volunteered to do the dishes and harry dried them. Me and Louis sat the bar and started talking.

“How are you feeling?” Louis asked, he was leaning on his hand.

“I'm feeling ok. I feel better that i have food in my stomach. Thanks for breakfast.”

“You made it too, so thank you.” He smiled sincerely. I gave him one back. “So when do you want to go get your stuff?” he asked.

“Well, i was hoping today. I want my camera and my clothes. Oh, do you by chance have my phone? I want to check it.” I fiddled with a place mat, swiveling on the barstool.

“Yeah, that's good. I can finally met your old roommate now!” Louis sat up straight and his eyes brightened up a bit. I bit my lip, peeling my eyes away from his face. I felt my stomach flip. I didn't think that I was ever going to have Louis meet Victoria. She was the biggest scum you could imagine. She's the one that introduced me to adderall and made me into what I am. This horrible monster. I can't fully blame her because you can't force someone to take pills but she didn't exactly pull me away from it either. “What's wrong?” Louis asked, he rested his hand on my leg.

“I don't know.” Lie. I knew I had to talk to louis. I knew that I had to open up about things to him. About the addiction. About my parents. About… Sebastian. I felt so bad for leaving him out of it for so long but I never wanted to distract him from his tour. I always put on an act for him. I gave a big sigh and finally met his beautiful blue eyes. “Louis, I need to talk to you.”

He just nodded in agreement which meant that he knew I was hiding something. Great! Just when you thought you were keeping it hidden so well.

Fuck up.

I hate that nasty voice in my head. It drives me crazy. I wish I could just rip it out. But I kept it there because it was the truth…

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I’m not sure how we ended up at Victoria's flat but we got there in no time. Louis gave my hand a squeeze and we walked to up to the door. She lived in the business district in downtown London under a chinese restaurant called Hung Dragon. It always smelt of plum sauce and puke. I knew Victoria always kept the door unlocked so we walked right in. It looked the same as the last time i was here a week ago except there was a man passed out on the deteriorating couch. There was a bong and a bubbler sitting on the coffee table. Empty blunt wrap packaging layin around. There was a blunt razor also sitting on there, nonetheless waiting to line up your next drag. There were also some loose needles laying there too. It made my mind swirl.

It's not that the place was dirty but there wasn't anything there to make it nice either. There was a foggy haze in the air that made the place feel dingy and dark. I heard a scramble come from the hallway. I went to walk and i felt them follow. “Stay here.” I held my arm out and looked at louis. He nodded taking his place back by the door. “I'll just be a minute.”

I continued into my old room and avoided the room i knew Victoria was in. I knew what she kept in there and i had no intention of being around that. I knew that she would flip out if she knew i was there. The past is the past, was all i keep thinking to myself.

I walked in to see my room rummaged through. My mattress was flipped. My photos ripped off the walls. My closet torn apart and clothing strewn across the room. It felt like someone stabbed me in the heart. Panic stung in my brain and i immediately looked under my bed. Looking for my one prized possession, my camera. It costed a fortune and i kept it in a very secret place. I cut open a small hole in my box spring and stuffed it all the way in the back of it. I shoved my arm all the way to the back of the box spring and felt around until i felt the familiar thing in my hand. YES! The stab wound that were once in my heart, healed in nappiness. I pulled it out and put the strap around my neck letting the camera hang. I stuffed my arm back into the box spring and felt around some more. There should one more thing in here… I heard another shuffle in the other room and i felt around hurriedly. Finally i felt cloth and grabbed it. I had around five thousand pounds saved up. I kept it in a crown royal baggy that you get when you buy a fifth.

I got up real fast and grabbed my duffle bag off the ground and shoved as much stuff i could in it. I grabbed clothes, shoes and my photos that were ripped off the walls. I tried to be as quick as i could and trying to make as little noise as possible. I was about to grab a stack of books when i heard a man talk. “Who are you?” He groaned. All the sudden i heard Victoria's door open up and her walk into the living room.

“Who the fuck are you?” She asked nonchalantly, i heard a lighter flick. “Get the fuck off my couch Fred. Leave.” Her voice was so monotone. I stood up and walked closer to my door to i could hear everything. I heard groans and the door open. “You three stay.” Then the door shut. “I guess i asked a rhetorical question didn't I? Youre those boys from that band right? What do you want? Coke? Triple C’s? Weed?” No one responded. “Wait, you're that kid in all of heather's phot… Is she here?” her voice called a little louder making me flinch.

I pulled my bag shut and pulled it tight around my shoulder. I walked out into the living room with my shoulders back. “Hey Vik.” I greeted her with a smile.

“Where has your little friend been lately?” She asked completely ignoring my greeting. She was sitting in the arm chair by the kitchen with her arm draped along the top and her legs hanging over the arm. A cigarette hung from her big lips. She had bags underneath her brown almond eyes. Her black dreads were tied up on her head. She wore an old, stained pink housecoat.

“Not sure, haven't seen him. I just stopped by to grab my things. Youll getting my rents pay by the end of this month.” I smiled. I really hope she wouldn't bring up the bullshit right now. She stopped fiddling with her nails and met my eyes with a stare that could kill. I didn't let it phase me and i held my ground.

“You owe me a lot more than your fucking rent, cunt.” She spat, i closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I met her gaze once again.

“Heather, wha-” Louis went to ask but i cut him off with with the daggers i shot him. He looked over to Harry who looked just as confused.

“I don't owe you anything. I don't take on anyone else's debts.” I shrugged and started making my way towards the boys, grabbing my £300 bong sitting on the coffee table. "I'll take that." She stood up and crossed her arms, taking another drag of her cigarette as she watched my every move. Her lips parted like she was about to speak but I spoke before she got the chance. I reached for the door handle, “I'll let you know when i get intouch.” I walked through the door and the boys followed.

“I don't like being fucked over Heather.” She yelled out.

“Victoria, who likes being fucked over?” I asked her and i shut the door.



Notes

OK, so finally some shit is going down. How do you feel about Victoria? Who do you think Victoria is talking about? And how do you like this new side to Heather? I like it when she's all bad ass, its so fun to write as her.

I hope you enjoyed this plot thickening chapter!

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Comments

Yaaay!!! Congrats!

love this....keep updating babe

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Sorry for not updating in a while, life has been crazy as hell but I've been working on it. Should be out sometime in the next two weeks.

love this chapter. I ship Leather so much!!! Can't wait for the next update