The Lovers

Rachel's P.O.V.

I walked off, surprised at myself for shouting at Liam.

I walked straight back to the room, unsure of what to do with myself.

I sat on the bed, trying to make sense of the situation.

Kay had gone home. She had actually gone home.

The door opened.

I looked up to see Louis walking in.

He sat next to me, wrapping an arm around me protectively.

"Are you okay Rach? You got pretty mad back there" he whispered.

"I know, I feel kinda bad for yelling at Liam but he had it coming" I replied.

He nodded.

"I know" he said back softly.

"I can't believe she left" he added.

I felt tears build up in my eyes.

No. I couldn't cry in front of Louis.

I had this thing about crying in front of people.

It was like breaking down all my barriers, which was extremely hard for me to do.

I liked to be the positive, bubbly girl without a care in the world because it was easy. And most of the time, that's how I was.

But there were times when I got like this.

Upset, angry, and unsure of how to deal with a situation.

This was the side of me I didn't wasn't people to see.

I didn't cry in front of people because it made me feel weak.

Hannah, of course had seen me cry but not many other people had.

"Me either" I whispered back, unable to stop my voice from cracking.

"Don't worry Rach, she'll come back. Liam will come to his senses and go get her" Louis comforted me.

But what if he didn't? What if they broke up for good and she never came back?

What if we barely saw her or spoke to her anymore?

This time I couldn't stop a tear from overflowing.

Louis noticed and pulled me closer to him, so I ended up sitting on his lap.

"Shh, it's going to be okay Rach" he whispered into my hair.

That's when I cracked. That's when I just gave up and let go.

Within a few seconds I was full on sobbing.

"But what if it doesn't? What if she doesn't come back?" I sobbed into his chest.

He rubbed circles on my back soothingly and shh'd me softly.

"She will, it's all gonna work itself out Rach, just wait and see" he whispered gently.

We sat like that for a few more minutes.

Me crying into his chest and him rubbing my back, humming softly to calm me down.

"Louis?" I mumbled when I had calmed down enough to talk.

"Yes?"

"I've ruined your top" I whispered, pulling back to examine his now tear-stained t-shirt.

He chuckled slightly, kissing my forehead softly.

"It doesn't matter, don't worry about it love" he whispered.

He began humming again.

Iris.

Notes

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