Talia’s POV.

We finally made it home, thank god. The drive back to the house was very silent, besides the constant snores from Niall who passed out as soon as he got in the car. I stretched a bit from sitting in the car so long.

I had a feeling Louis was looking at me the whole time but I continued to ignore him for right now. Who said I couldn’t play games? I could tell that what said earlier before we left was seriously bothering him and I honestly was loving it.

I opened the door and because me being so short, I had to jump out which gave Louis the right to laugh at me. He knew I hated when that happened. It’s not my fault that Anabelle got the tall genes and I got stuck with the short ones. Just not fair…

I turned around and grabbed my stuff, then closing the door. “I’ma go inside and set this stuff down. I’ll be back to help you with Niall.” As I was about to turn around, Louis called my name.

“Talia its fine. You just go inside and get his bed ready” I nodded my head and made my way to the stairs. I hated having so many stairs to go up. Especially in this dress that I would be bound to trip over pretty soon.

I finally made it up the stairs and pulled out my keys. I looked through them and found the house key so I could open the door. I stuck it in and turn the lock, making a clicking sound. I opened the door and stepped in.

I stopped and looked all around. It was still the same as it was before I left. It felt so good being back in my house again. “Miss it didn’t you?” I got startled a bit by Louis voice who was standing a few inches behind me with Niall next to him, looking somewhat sober.

I smiled back at him, nodding my head. “Yea, I did.” He smiled back me, showing his teeth a little. I faced Niall who looked like shit right now. “Niall, you look…better.” He chuckled a bit before shaking his head. “I really need to stop drinking so much. I forgot how much hangovers hurt. I just wanna sleep” I chuckled and nodded my head.

I followed both of them upstairs to Niall’s room. I stepped around them so I could open the door. “I feel bad for ruining you guys night.” By this time Niall’s other arm was around me for better support as we walked him over to the bed. We sat him down on the edge of the bed. I went back over to the wall and turned the light on.

I went back over to them stood next to Louis who was in front of Niall smiling pityfully. “Oh please Niall its fine. I wanted to come home anyway, the party was getting boring anyway” I heard him chuckle and sighed.

“Here Niall get up and I’m gonna help you get change. Talia can you do the bed?” I nodded and watched them both go into the bathroom and shut the door. I walked over to the head of the bed and started pulling the covers back.

My mind wandered off to Louis again and all that’s happen. After all that’s been going on in my life, he is still here. Most guys who found out about my past has left me, judged me for it, or tried their best but couldn’t do it. Every time was a heartbreak. The sad part about it was I had loved and trusted every single one of those boys who “loved” me.

There was specific one that made me swear off of boys until I was ready again. His name was Beck. I had met him back in 6th grade and we had been best friends ever since. We had loved each other like best friends. Our families were close and we had the same friends. One day in 11th grade he asked me out. Worst years of my life.

Of course I had said yes because I had fell in love with him and him with me. We dated from the beginning of the year until the beginning of 12th grade. Then comes the day I told him everything. I remember this day perfectly. We were at my house alone. He wanted to know everything about me and I didn’t want to have any secrets with him.

I told him about my mom, my sister, my grandmother, and everything that happened to me. The reaction I got from him shocked the hell out of me. He went from loving me to hating me. I tried getting him to stay and talk about it but he wouldn’t even look at me. He said that what happen to me disgusted him and made him not want to date me because me and my family were crazy. He said he didn’t want to be here when my dad comes back to kill me.These words broke my heart. I watched him leave that day and never forgave myself for letting him go.

The rest of 11th grade was hell and 12th grade was just the same. He avoided me and ignored me. I had to find out that we broke up through several people. He told everyone about my life and they made fun of me about it. My life was a living hell and those 2 years were some of the worst years of my life. I had started cutting again and soon people found out too. They made fun of me about it and used it against me. All my “so called” friends left me for Beck and never talked to me again.

Beck bullied me every day and I hated it but I could not get over the fact that it was my fault. It was my fault my fell in love with him. It was my fault that I had told him everything/. It was my fault my bullying started. All my fault.

I felt tears streaming down my face as I continued to set up Niall’s bed. I heard the bathroom door open and I quickly wiped my eyes before any one of them could see. I turned around to see Louis bringing Niall to his bed, both looking tired.

I stepped back and let Louis lay Niall down. I came over and tucked him in like a little kid. I smiled as Niall snuggled deeper into his bed, making me faintly smile. “Thanks again guys” I smiled and nodded my head. “You’re welcome Nialler” Soon he was asleep and we both slowly backed out of his room. Louis closed the door and turned to me.

He was smiling but soon it was wiped off at the side of a tear still on my face. Damn it, I didn’t wipe all of them off. “What’s wrong love?” My stomach at the word love but right now wasn’t the time. “Nothing Lou, I had yawned and a tear slipped out, nothing serious.” He titled his head and looked at me serious. “Don’t play that with me Talia I know you’re faking. Now tell me what’s wrong?” I stared back at him before sighing. I grabbed his hand and I started walking off to my room. I opened the door and pulled him inside. Once he was inside, I closed the door behind him and faced him again.

He looked at me expectedly which made me look down. I felt his hand lift my chin up, making me look at him. “Look Talia, I know there are some things that you don’t feel like I need to know about your past life and that’s fine but I don’t like seeing you like this. When you’re hurting, it makes me hurt because I don’t know what’s wrong with you and I can’t make it better unless you tell me. So please, what’s wrong?”

I closed my eyes and sighed into his embrace. Should I tell him? I mean I know I should be over it but I’m not. How can you get over your first love who went from loving you to hating you and bullying you? I sure can’t.

I opened my eyes to look at him again and I could see the desperation there. “Okay. It’s a lot but I rather get changed before getting down to it.” He nodded and let go of my hand, walking over to the bed and sitting down.I went over to my closet and picked out something to go to bed in. I chose a peach t shirt with rosy shorts and headed to the bathroom.

Once I finished changing I stepped out the bathroom to see Louis staring up at the ceiling. I walked over to him, in the process of putting my hair up. He looked at me and smiled. “No keep your hair down, I like messing with it” I smiled back at him and took the bow out, letting it fall free all over my face.

I pushed it out of my face and sat next to him. “You don’t wanna lay down?” I shook my head no and patted the spot next to me, mentally asking him to sit up. He sat up and sat in the spot I patted, facing me. I looked up at him and seen that beautiful smile that kept me going every day.

What he didn’t know was that was the same smile I had the day Beck told me he loved me.

Notes

Bonjour mon amis! I MISSED YOU GUYS! Just a filler to keep you guys updated. This part is based an actual event that happened to one of my friends which sucks badly. She is 19 now.

Hope you guys like it and keep reading! LOVE YOU AND PEACE OUT!