Notes. A Louis Tomlinson fanfiction

Chapter 5. Questions Needing Answers

As I was walking home, my mind felt like a tornado was going on inside. Now that I actually think about it, I regret saying "Okay" to him. I guess I was just so confused and didnt know how to react in this type of situation since nobody has ever cared about me like that before.  All I know is that it felt nice and almost gave me a feeling of hope inside. 

My mind was so clouded I didnt even have time to think before I tripped on my own two feet. I mumbled some curse words and profanities and dusted my hands off and went to dust my knees off but when my hand touched it, a sharp hiss came from my mouth. I could feel the blood seeping through my jeans and started limping home. Not even 5 minutes into my walk and a black range rover pulled up to the curb next to me. I started to panic a little, but soon relaxed when I saw it was Louis. 

Is he stalking me? 

"You alright, Love?" he questioned. "Yeah, just tripped is all." His eyes went to my knee and his eyes widened when he noticed the blood on my jeans. "You're bleeding, Emily. Let me help you"  "NO! uh, I mean, no thanks, I really gotta get home."  "Oh, come on. I'm not going to hurt you, just clean you up a bit, and take you back home... Please?"  Was he seriously begging me to let him help me? It took me a moment on debating if I should go or not. My knee really does hurt, and the wind is starting to pick up. if this boy really wants to help me with my personal issues, I gotta start somewhere right? I didnt say anything and just got into his car. From the corner of my eye, I could see a faint smile across his face. Why was he so happy? 

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When I got to Louis' house, the nerves started to kick in again. I became sweaty, and hands started to get clammy. Louis soon took notice... "You dont need to be scared. I'm not going to hurt you" I didnt trust my voice, so i just nodded. He unbuckled his seat belt, and quickly got out of the drivers seat and ran to the passengers seat just to open my door. I gave him a small smile, but he gave me a much bigger one compared to mine. 

He lead me up to his front door and unlocked it. The house was quiet, so I assumed no one was here except us.  It was like he read my mind... "No one is home yet, I hope that's okay"  "Yeah, it's okay" And this time it actually was, a part of me trust Louis, but just because he says a few things, doesnt mean he actually means them, but it doesnt matter. I'm used to getting hurt. 

He lead upstair to his bathroom and told me to sit on the counter while he gets a first aid kit. While he was gone I observed his bathroom since I didnt have anything else to do. For a guy, it's actually pretty clean, and something I hardley ever see is the toilet seat is down. 

The shower curtain are a beige color with thick red stripes and a bath rug which is also red. I lost interest in the bathroom and started picking at a piece of thread that must have been torn when I fell. My eyes shot up when Louis came back in and he apologized for taking so long. After he got out the needed supplies, disinfectant, neosporin, and a band aid, which happened to a a white one with little yllow flowers on. "Hope you dont mind the band aid. We ran out of the regular ones and had to use one of my younger sisters"  "It's okay" Was all I said. He gave me a sympathetic smile, knowing how distant I was from people, and that I obviously didnt have the best social skills. 

After her unscrewed the disinfectant he came to a stop. "I'm gonna need you to roll your jeans up, please"  Rolling them up was a difficult task since I decided to wear my extreme skinny jeans. When I was half way up my calf, my jeans ripped and I mumbled a few curs words. Louis slightly chuckedled . We both didnt know what to do since I had ripped jeans, and neither of us wanted to rip them even more. "Uhh.. I know this may come off in a bad way but I have no intention of making it sound bad but uh, you might need to take your uh, pants off"  We both blushed and my heart started racing. I immediatly shook my head no and I told him ill take care of it at home. 

"Please just let me help you. I'm extremely sorry if I came out wrong but I dont know how else I would be able to clean your knee up. I wont try anything, I promise... You can trust me"  His words sounded so sincere, but I was still scared and nervous, but I nodded my head anyways. He slightly nodded and left me alone in the bathroom to take my pants off. After a few minutes of me getting my shit together he asked if I was ready, and replied with a soft "yeah" 

I stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do. I looked down at my legs, and noticed my scars and new cuts from the other day. My breathing increased and my face was beat red. I looked up at him and saw that he was staring right at them. My eyes began to water, and he looked up at me. I feel like such a dissapointment, and a disgrace to this world. I just stood there, not moving with the tears flowing down my face. Louis carefully walked towards me and wrapped his arms around me. I was still frozen and slightly shocked by his unexpected gesture. 

With every second his grip got tighter. I almost forgot what it felt like to hug someone. It was nice a nd comforting. I hesitantly wrapped my arms around him, and my tears soaked his left shoulder. After a few minutes, he took my now tear stained face in his hands and said "Please stop doing this to yourself. Youre to beautiful to cry, and youre to beautiful to do this to yourself. Please stop." All I could do was nod. I was lost for words, and I couldnt believe what I just heard. He called me beatiful twice in less than 30 seconds? That's defiinalty a new record. 

I walked toward the counter and hoisted myself up, with Louis' help of course and watched as he sprayed some disinfectant on a cotton ball. He looked at me and raised his eyebrows for approval, and I nodded. He pressed the cotton ball to my knee, and it hurt like hell. I bit my lip, trying to stop myself from screaming and Louis apologized multiple times. 

He took away the cotton ball and blew on my now cleaned wound. I felt butterflies in my stomach for the first time in forever. The stinging vanished, and Louis put some neosporin on the white cloth of the band aid and stck the flower-filled band aid on my knee. "All better" he said, and finshed with a smile. "Thanks Louis"  That was the first time I said his name straight to his face, and I said it without mumbling. Maybe Louis does bring out the best in me. 

He threw away the cotton ball, and th unwanted wrappes in the bin next to the sink. "Go ahead and get dressed, and i'll be in my room when youre done. Just go down two doors, and it's the one of the right." He said with a smile, and then left me to get dressed. 

I hopped down off of the sink and took a look in the mirror. My mouth slightly dropped as I took my appearance. My hair was everywhere and I had makeup and tear stains everywhere. I pulled now ripped jeans back on, and cleaned up a bit and went to Louis' room. I heard him talking to someone. I know it's bad to eavsdrop but curiosity got the best of me and I pressed my ear closer to the door. I quietly gasped at what I was hearing. Maybe Louis isnt the guy I thought he was...? 

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