RememberThePast

RememberthePast.
Chapter 28.
Alyssa's P.O.V

­I looked up in shock, seeing the five members of One Direction, staring right back at me. I was frozen; my worst nightmares have just come true. They basically just broke into a girl’s diary, just on a bigger scale. What’s even worse? I’ve been crying, and you can easily tell in this big room, filled with light. All of them shuffled into the room, examining the room with shocked, disbelieving eyes. I couldn’t believe them. After 18 years of no one finding this room, they decide to find it, after I’ve been venting my feelings out for the past three or four hours. All of a sudden, I feel a heavy body come crashing into mine, enveloping me in an enormous hug. I can’t tell who it is, but I feel small tingles run up and down my spine as they rub the small spot in my back. He must’ve held me there for about five minutes. Just kept me in his strong arms, and I hate to say that I enjoyed it a bit. The rest of the guys turned away from the walls, now finished reading them and looked at me sadly. It made me mad all over again, because instead of looking at me in amusement like they usually do, all they give me is pain. Zayn cleared his throat loudly and Louis pulled away from my body, his cheeks a rosy pink. Why was he so worried about me? Oh yeah, that’s right. He’s ‘in love’ with me, after all that’s happened. Why can’t life be easy? “So, um, you found me…” I said awkwardly, trying to end the silence. They looked at me soundlessly, their mouths slightly opened. “Found you? We’ve been looking for you for over an hour and you’re hidden away in a secret music room behind the game room all alone? We’ve been worried sick, so I wouldn’t call it finding, I would call it luck.” Zayn said bluntly, and I winced. The way he said it kind of made me sound like a b//tch, but I am sick of their annoying pity. “Well maybe I wouldn’t be hiding if you guys weren’t constantly staring at me as if I was going to break! I don’t like pity! I never have, and I never will! Just deal with what happened and act normally! It’s sweet of you to be there for me, but right now all your sympathy is just making it worse.” I tried to say this as gently as possible, and I think I did okay. All of their faces softened just a tiny bit more, and I arched an eyebrow at them. “Do I have to say it twice? No pity, no nothing. Act all obnoxious like you usually do and I’ll be fine.” Suddenly, Niall burst out laughing. I stared at him weirdly, and so did the boys, but I couldn’t help but smile at his cuteness. He was bent in half now, and his laughs were coming out in short gasps. I was starting to chuckle a little bit, I was so confused. The other guys were looking just as confused as me, but eventually all of them starting laughing. They were all leaning on each other for support and they looked completely drunk, laughing their heads off. Eventually, I couldn’t help but join in, so I did. I started laughing as hard as them, as I literally rolled on the floor. We looked a bit ridiculous but hey, it’s One Direction. They’re not normal, and they don’t need to be. We all calmed down, after about five minutes, and we stared at each other weirdly. None of us have any idea why we Niall started laughing, and I definitely do not want to know. Zayn cleared his throat loudly and said, “So Lyss, um… what is this place?” They all looked at me expectantly, and I just glared at all of them. I don’t want to tell them. What if the go and tell other people? All of my secrets usually never stay secret. Can I really trust them? Cause if I tell them this, then it’s gonna mean that I can tell them anything, but I don’t know if I’m ready for that.

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RememberthePast.
Chapter 26.
Alyssa's P.O.V

­It’s been two days since the incident, and the boy’s can’t find me right now. I know they’re looking, but the only one who would know where to look is my mom, and she’s dead. I know it sounds kinda harsh, but I would like to keep it that way. In the back of the game room is a blank brick wall. On the wall is a small brick that doesn’t stand out much, unless you realize it’s a sensor thingie. It’s opened by touch, and even leaning against it will make the door open, but you have to touch the dead middle of it. I’m always scared someone will find this room, but so far they haven’t so I’m safe. Behind the door are basically my deepest feelings. I’ve written anything I’ve ever felt onto the walls in black sharpie, and because of my stupid past, there’s an awful lot on those walls. And, it’s also happens to be my music room. I taught myself to play the piano, guitar, banjo, trumpet, drums and flute when I was little. And since I was a seven, I’ve always sang and written songs. And every song I’ve ever written is packed into my diary which is kept right in the center of the room. Don’t ask me why it’s there, but it just feels like that’s where it needs to be. I can be completely honest with myself in this room, and I’ve never told anyone about what I can do. I don’t even think I told Louis about being gifted with music, but I guess I was too embarrassed. I don’t really think of myself as good, considering I’ve never had a teacher, but I think I’m okay. Song writing comes naturally to me also, but everything I write is way too personal to even think about telling anyone. I’ve been writing songs since I was 15, and most of them were happy at first. But they gradually turned more and more sad. The only one who knows that I can sing is Louis. He said that I was better than him, but I just don’t believe it. I’ve been up in this room for hours, just thinking over the note in my head. Louis had thrown it down the garbage disposal so that I don’t dwell on it, but I can’t help but think about what she wrote. She knows I’m insecure, and that’s what makes everything written down there even worse. Every little detail on that small piece of paper is etched into the center of my brain, and it’s all I ever think about. I’m trying to tell the guys that I’m fine, but they just don’t believe me. Liam and Louis have moved into Jessie’s old room, since my dad would be returning the house tonight along with Paul. I’m not looking forward to it; because I know I’m gonna have to explain the whole Jessie situation. I wish Louis hadn’t thrown out the note, and I could have just shown it to him, but that would bring up even more problems. He doesn’t know about what happened with Andy, and I kinda want to keep it that way. The guys haven’t asked for any details about the note, but I can tell they all want to know everything. None of them have been acting the same around me, and it’s sickening. I don’t want their sympathy; I just want things to go back to normal. I want them to understand that I just want to forget, and them being really nice to me and never joking around isn’t helping. I know it’s sweet of them, but come on. That’s not who they are. They’re loud, obnoxious and hilarious, and that’s kind of what I need right now. I just wish that they never found out about any of this, and then things would be typical. But there’s no going back now, because stupid Jessie had to go and screw everything up. So now, here I am, sitting all alone in my secret music room, too depressed to even be in the same room as five guys that can usually make my day so much brighter.

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RememberthePast.
Chapter 25, Part 2.
Alyssa's P.O.V

­I finished reading the note, and I was shocked. I admit, I believe most of what she said, especially about Andy. I knew he cheated on me all the time and she was right about him hitting me… and raping me. But I never expected her to be like this. She was my best friend, my partner in crime, and all of it was lie. I felt my eyes fill up with tears, and I dropped the note from my hands. I felt strong arms wrap around me as they picked me up and carried me over to the couch. I cried into Zayn’s shoulder, and he just pet my hair while I cried. “Shhhh, baby it’s okay. She’s not worth it.” He whispered in my ear. I sniffled and kept crying and blubbering, completely ignoring his words. I know he was trying to help, but Jessie was all I had except for my dad and Phoebe. Oh my god, Phoebe! I’ve been yelling at her all this time, while she was completely right. And now Jessie is right too, cause I really am a I’m a blind b//tch. I could really not stop crying right now, and then I heard a crash from upstairs. This time though, when every one of the guys came down in bras and underwear, they were trying to act completely normal and pretend they weren’t in girl’s undergarments. I didn’t even have the heart to laugh at them. They came into the living room casually and took a seat beside us, and then shock settled in as they saw me bawling in Zayn’s arms. They all crowd around me and Liam asks, “Lyss, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” His eyes looked watery, and I saw that Harry, Niall and Louis’s eyes did too. I looked back to Zayn, who was still crying hard, and I nodded, hoping he would understand what I meant. He smiled at me weakly and stood up, placing me carefully onto Louis’s lap, who was sitting closest. Louis patted my back comfortingly and he massaged the small spot in my back. He always did that when I was upset, ever since grade seven, and somehow it always calmed me down. I stopped shaking, and I noticed the small smile appear on his face, knowing that he still had that special touch on me. If I wasn’t so upset, I probably would have yelled at him. Zayn walked over to the kitchen table, and handed the note to Niall. He then came back and sat by me and held my hand. I was still sobbing quietly, and I didn’t feel like I would calm down anytime soon. I haven’t felt this horrible since Louis left, and I don’t think I could ever feel this bad ever again. I guess I lost track of time because before I knew it, everyone had read the note except for Louis, and Liam was just handing it to him. I still stayed in Louis’s lap, and I could feel him getting more and more tense as he read the note. I got more nervous too, cause Louis knew Andy. He was gonna be the maddest, and I knew it in my gut. As soon as I thought that, Louis froze, and I knew he reached the part about Andy. None of them really had any connection to the note; they only understood that Jessie was being mean. I saw his knuckles turn white on the note, and his face turned red. He saw me looking and he looked at me with anger in his eyes. They were glistening though, and I could tell that he was about to go and cry. He brought up his arms and I could tell Louis was in pain. I fell into his arms, starting to shake all over again. Louis was bawling his eyes out by now, and I think the rest of the boys were too. And that’s when I realized that Jessie was wrong. They don’t hate me, I’m already like their little sister, and it was comforting. I felt safe with them, and even though I didn’t like to admit it, I felt at home in Louis’s arms. I could feel the guy’s join the hug, and I smiled to myself. We were like one big family with huge hormonal issues. We just sat there for a long time, and I could feel the rest of the boys shaking and sniffling. I pulled away from them and looked at each of their faces, which were all filled with sympathy and anger. “Guys, thank you for being here.” I said calmly, trying to sound confident. I could finally feel like I could speak. “Where else would we be?” Harry asked confusedly. I shrugged soundlessly and looked at Louis. “Gone.” I said quietly, and everyone knew what I meant. I was talking about when Louis left me when I needed him most, and I feel like this might be a whole lot worse. The room went silent and Louis was looking at me sadly, as if he didn’t know what to say to that. “I’m not going anywhere soon, Lyss. We’re here for you, and Jessie’s wrong. We all love you so much, even the other boys, who’ve only known you for a day. We’ll be here for you no matter what. I don’t care what’s happened before, but that’s the past, and it doesn’t matter. Everything before now was a mistake.” Louis hugged me tight and looked at the guys, who had joined us for another group hug. I had started crying again, and I knew I wasn’t going to stop for awhile. I wasn’t going to look back though, because I had my boys and that’s all I needed.

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RememberthePast.
Chapter 25, Part 1.
Alyssa's P.O.V

Dear B//tch,

How did you like the two years with me? H//ll, it wasn’t even me. That was the fake me, and I was using you for my own enjoyment. I knew eventually that your idiot father would lead me to celebrities, and I used it. I became your ‘best friend’, and I made up the story about my parents being abusive. I lived with my aunt before, here in California, and I originally came here for the summer. My parents are back in New York, and they’re accountants, and they’ve never smoked in their lives. My lie was so easy to see through, do you realize that? If you were a bit smarter, you might have figured it out. But no, you’re a stupid h//e, and it was great. I’ve been faking this entire time, and almost everything I told you was a lie. The only truth I told you was I had s//x with Damon, but that is not when I lost my V. I lost it when I was 12, and Damon is my half-brother. Gotcha right? And what is even greater about lying to you, is I got a couple other people to do it too. Andy for example. He’s been cheating on you with me for the past year. And when he broke up with you, and I got in his face, we laughed about it after. He’s great in the bed, but you wouldn’t know cause when you were with him all you did was scream at him to stop. Seriously, who would want him to?  All he ever did was hit you, and we would laugh about that too. All your other friends left you because of me. I drove them all away, except for that wh//re Phoebe. She never trusted me, and every time she tried to tell you that I’m messed up, you yelled at her. You have no idea how much fun that was for me. B//tch, you’re blind, and that’s all I have to say. I’m gone now, on my way to New York. I’m fed up with all your bull. I’m fed up with all your whining and crying and complaining. All of it was about was Andy, and how he abused you. Why in h//ll would I care? Whatever, I took a couple of things from the guest bedroom, so don’t go looking for them. Don’t go looking for me either, and delete my number. Sc//ew you “Lyss”, and go and rot. Go and cry to the man wh//res in One Direction, and run into Louis’ arms and trust him again. I couldn’t care less. Get hurt, get played, and live your life. That’s all you’re good for, and that’s what the rest of your life is gonna be like. So, bestie, have fun on tour, all alone with five guys who hate you and don’t enjoy yourself too too much. Once it’s done, the guys will never see you again, and forget you. The only reason you’re going on tour with them is because your daddy made Paul take us with you. And now it’s only you. Don’t cry too much while I’m gone, even though I’m worth it. Ta-ta h//e.

Love, Jessie

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RememberthePast.
Chapter 24.
Alyssa's P.O.V

I ran down the stairs at top speed, and immediately regretted it. I got overcome with dizziness and I fell, hitting my head on the railing in the process. I groaned loudly and I tumbled down the rest of the stairs and I landed on the bottom with a big thud. I groaned again, and I closed my eyes, trying to gather my thoughts. Niall, Niall, Niall, Niall, Niall, Niall, Louis, Niall, Niall, Niall. Whoa there, I did not just think about Louis. I don’t like him anymore, were done, history, zippo love. Right? Once a cheater, always a cheater. Even if you do get lost in his eyes, that’s because they’re blue. You love blue eyes, you like Niall, not Louis. Before I could think some more, I heard a pair of feet come rushing down the stairs, and swiftly coming to a stop almost on top of me. “Alyssa! Oh my god, are you okay?” A voice with a British accent asked nervously. I sighed, since it obviously wasn’t Niall. I slowly opened my eyes, and there knelt none other than Zayn Malik, watching my face anxiously. When he saw my eyes open, his face literally lit up and he hugged me tightly. “Zaaayyynnnnyyyyy!!!! Get off of meh before I kill you!” I said jokingly. He laughed and quickly got up and off of me. He offered me a hand and I took it gratefully. He helped me up and we just stood there for a second. I couldn’t help but notice that Zayn hasn’t looked away from my eyes once. It was rather awkward, and I didn’t like the look in his eyes. It was the look that I first got when I saw Niall. It was longing. Zayn Malik wanted me? No, not possible, I misread this. I looked down at my feet and I realized I was still holding his hand, and I jerked it out of his grasp quickly. “Soooooo, I’m fine, thanks for asking.” I said, feeling a little bit awkward. “Good, I don’t want the little Lyss to get hurt again!” He said sweetly. I snuck a look back up to his face, and he was still staring at me, but a little lower this time. I looked at what I was wearing, and I realized I was in some blue booty shorts that showed way too much of my butt and a small yellow tank top that showed just a little too much of my cleavage. I don’t remember changing, but I kind of remember wearing this while I was at the hospital. Someone must have picked it out for me… and dressed me. I giggled quietly and snapped my fingers in front of Zayn’s face and his head jerked up. “Hello Mr. Pervert, but I believe that my face is a little higher.” I said awkwardly, and his face turned red. “Sorry, but Harry made a very good choice in clothes for you.” he smirked and he checked me out again. I sighed; I should have known that Harry picked this out for me. That little perv was gonna get it later. “Come on Zayn, stop doing that and make me some food.” I complained loudly, grinning. He laughed at me, ruffling my hair. “Sure kiddo! Whatcha want?” he asked me as he and I walked into the kitchen. “First of all, I’m a year younger than you, so don’t call me kiddo. But I was thinking eggs, waffles, bacon and maybe pancakes?” He stopped walking and looked at me like I was crazy. “I’m not making breakfast for everyone… just for you.” I laughed and said, “I know…” The look on his face was priceless, and I laughed again. He stared for a couple more seconds, and then he snapped out of it, gaining his composure. “Cline, you are becoming more and more like Niall within the second.” “Please Zayn; I’ve been like this my entire life. If anything, he’s copying me!” I shook my head jokingly and he laughed at me again. He gave me a weird look and went to the fridge to get the eggs. I stomped over to the table like a little kid, giggling all the way, and plopped myself down with an over exaggerated sigh. I leaned my head down on the table and watched Zayn. He was kinda cute, but not like Niall. Niall was a special snowflake, and that’s all I need to know. Zayn suddenly stopped moving, and he had something in his hands. It looked like he was reading, and he seemed to get more and more angry by the second. “Zaynnnnnn, whatcha got there ….?” I said, tilting my head to the side in confusion. He read what looked like a note and looked up at me with sympathy and anger in his eyes.  He walked up to me and shoved the note into my face, and engulfed me into a really big hug. “I’m so sorry.” He whispered, so softly I barely heard him. I saw a tear slide down his cheek and I looked at him weirdly. He let go of me, and sat down in the chair next and motioned for me to read the note. He has a sad look on his face, and it looked like he couldn’t believe what he read. The first thing I noticed about it was it was in Jessie’s handwriting, and my eyes widened in what could only be described as shock.


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RememberthePast.
Chapter 23.
Jessie's P.O.V

I can’t sleep at all, I only lay on my back and stare at the ceiling, thinking hard. When I left Alyssa’s room last night and shut the door, I thought everyone was out. But I guess Louis wasn’t cause the guy’s and I went to the movie room to watch some scary movies and I noticed he wasn’t there right away, cause I kind of wanted to cuddle with him. I knew then that he was with Alyssa, and I got really jealous. It got me mad, ya know? Like, I finally really like a guy, like love at first sight, and that guy goes and loves the person I live with. I know, it sounds selfish, but he had her before and he cheated on her. And now he wants her back? Like no, that’s not right. To make it even worse, even if I ever did get over Louis and I wanted to go for one of the other members of the band, I’m pretty sure the rest of them like Alyssa. I’m just never good enough for anyone, and I can’t stand it. To be honest, at this point I don’t even really want to go on this tour anymore. I was excited before because I thought one of the guys would fall for me, but instead they all go for her. Alyssa Janelle Cline. Rich, prissy brat who gets everything she wants because her dad’s a rich producer. There’s kind of a reason why I have no friends here. I get jealous easily, don’t trust people, and never really commit to a friend, and frankly, I’m quite the b//tch. There’s only one other girl that I even talked to a little bit here, Phoebe, and that only happened cause she’s Alyssa’s other best friend, and I’m almost positive she doesn’t like me. Really, I’m kind of using Alyssa. I made up the story about my parents abusing me, and I don’t think they’ve ever smoked anything in their entire life. They’re accountants, and they still live in New York, and I came here to live with my aunt for a little while, and then I found Alyssa, who happens to be really easy to manipulate. So of course I took advantage of her and made up my little sob story. Who wouldn’t? I also knew that someday her dad would lead me to a hot celebrity, and now that I find the hottest boy band ever and they don’t like me, what’s the point of staying? What’s the point of acting as if I’m some goody-two shoes girl who really likes her ‘best friend’? For awhile now, I almost fooled myself and thought that I actually enjoyed staying here with this sl//t. But seeing Louis opened up my eyes to everything, and now I have a kind of easy decision to make. It’s 2 a.m and nobody is gonna be around, so I quietly get out of bed and pack up everything I own and I even take a few of Alyssa’s things. Who cares if she notices? It’s not as if I’m gonna see her b//tchy face ever again, unless it’s when she’s on TV with those man wh//res. I thought I put on a pretty good show for the past two years, pretending to be the best friend you could ask for. Being so nice and supportive, I was amazing! I should go into a career of it, maybe even get her dad to hire me? That would be icing on the cake. Whatever, I was done with packing everything and I had already gone on my laptop to buy a one-way ticket back to New York. I had also called an all-night cab service to drive me to the airport. My parents didn’t know what happened here, and they weren’t gonna find out. They would kill me, and so would Damon. He was actually my half-brother, and we were really close. Almost too close for siblings to be, but whatever. Who doesn’t like a little drama? I roll around in a pile of drama, and all my friends in New York are exactly like me so I’ll be coming back a hero when I tell them what I did. No faking people out there, cause they were all crazy and b//tchy like me, and I don’t deny it. As quietly as possible I rolled my suitcases out of my room and picked them up to go down the long staircase. I smirked to myself as I got to the kitchen. I decided to leave Alyssa and her new boy toys a little goodbye note. So I wrote it in my best handwriting and put it on the fridge. I kept it on the fridge with a picture magnet of the b//tch and I. Once I was satisfied with myself, I walked to the door and opened it, hoping it wouldn’t creak. Thankfully it didn’t and I turned around to take one last look at my fake life. I laughed at what I pictured Alyssa’s reaction would be to the note I wrote her and I slammed the door shut. Who cares if they heard me now? I would be long gone by the time they bothered to come and look at the door. I did well with all this. And Alyssa will be completely torn apart with no one to vent to. She can’t talk to the guys about it. I mentioned some nasty stuff about her past in that note, and a couple lies, and I’m proud of it. I put up with her crap for this long, and it was finally out of my system. I handed my suitcases to the cab driver, who was pretty attractive, and smiled at him flirtatiously. He smiled at me half-heartedly and I climbed into the backseat. Nicely done Jessie, nicely done.


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RememberthePast.
Chapter 22.
Alyssa's P.O.V

I can’t believe it. After everything, Louis is in love with me? Who gave him the right to say that to me? I’m so confused right now… It took me about an hour, but eventually I fell asleep, and it was an uncomfortable night. ‘Alyssa Janelle Cline, I’m in love with you.’ With that, he leaned in kissed me. I didn’t pull away, even though I didn’t feel the huge fireworks like with the other guy, and I kissed him back. For some reason I couldn’t sort my feelings out, and I still didn’t know who I was talking to. It was dark, and we were in a deserted area in what looked like a park. He had a hoodie up over his face. Then I said, ‘I think I love you too.’ I think I might have half-meant what I said. Suddenly the guy pulled his hands out of his pockets and went to lift his hoodie, for me to see his- I jerked awake. I sighed deeply, why can’t I figure out this dream? Obviously, they’re two different people, and I have feelings for one but they aren’t as strong as the one I’m not supposed to be with? I don’t know. I looked at my alarm clock and realized it was nine in the morning, and then I realized Niall was next to me, sleeping soundly, even though his eyes keep twitching. I smiled, and strangely my hand felt really warm and tingly, and I realized that he looked so adorable when he was sleeping. Why does a guy who obviously wouldn’t go for me have to be so friggin adorable? It’s not fair. Without thinking, I touched his check with the back of my hand and stroked it softly. After a couple seconds I realized what I was doing and I jerked it back. I can’t believe I just did that! “Stupid Alyssa, stupid! Don’t get your hopes up about him! He’s a celebrity, you’re normal. He doesn’t like you like that. You don’t deserve him and he doesn’t want you.” I whispered to myself. I’m an idiot; I can’t like him that way. Louis already figured it out, and Niall will probably just break my heart like every other guy out there. Sighing, I hurriedly got out of bed and opened the door quietly, running down the stairs to get some breakfast, even though I knew I wasn’t really allowed to move around the house. I just need to clear my head right now.

Niall’s P.O.V
I woke up a couple minutes before Alyssa. I was holding her hand for awhile, figuring this was the only chance for me to do it. She was so adorable. I was so worried about her when she fell. Why did Harry have to fall on top of her?! If an ambulance had come later, she could have been seriously hurt, and the doctor said she could’ve fallen into a coma, that’s how serious it was. She didn’t remember anything about her falling, so she obviously wouldn’t know what happened during it. Louis had gone in the ambulance with her, since he’s the one who carried her into it. He was bawling his eyes out from the first second he saw blood. He was blubbering like a mad man, and he was whispering to himself crazily. Of course the guy’s, Jessie and I were freaking out too, but it was nothing compared to how Louis reacted. He’s still in love with her, and everyone but Alyssa can tell, but I don’t think he deserves another chance. I’m pretty sure it would kill me if I saw her with anyone else but me, but I don’t know what she’s thinking right now. Zayn definitely likes her and Harry might like her a little. And obviously, Liam has a girlfriend, but when they were saying goodbye to each other before the tour, I didn’t really see the same spark that they used to have, but I was the only one who noticed. I don’t know if it means anything, but when Liam put his arm around Lyss this morning, it wasn’t in a friendly way, if you catch my drift. I don’t know what it all means. It either means I have competition, or I have no chance at all… and neither of those options seems too good. All of a sudden I saw Alyssa yawn and I immediately let go of her hand and pretended I was asleep. I could feel her jerk up in the bed and sigh, sounding completely upset. She must have had a bad dream or something. I hate seeing this girl in pain, and I really wanted to just jump up and hug her forever and just call her mine. After a couple of minutes, I decided that I would do just that and show her I was awake when I felt her warm hand on my cheek, stroking it softly. The simple touch of her hand sent tingles and sparks through my body, and I was surprised by this. I’ve only known her for about a day, and I feel this deep connection and love for her. It took all of my willpower to not smile as she continued to stroke my cheek… and I wanted to smile so badly. Does she like me like I like her? Or does she just think I look cute when I sleep like everyone always tells me that I do? After too short of time, Alyssa took her hand away from my face and started talking to herself. “Stupid Alyssa, stupid! Don’t get your hopes up about him! He’s a celebrity, you’re normal. He doesn’t like you like that. You don’t deserve him, and he doesn’t want you.” She sighed again and ran out of the room quietly. As soon as she left, I sat up in the bed, grinning hugely. She likes me!!!!! I can’t believe it! I jumped out of the bed; fist pumped in the air and started jumping around like a maniac. I quickly stopped moving as I realized something and my smile faded. She doesn’t think I could go for someone like her? How shallow does she think I am? Yeah, I’m a celebrity, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t be a normal guy and stick with one girl. I calmed myself down, preparing to have a little chat with her. Well Alyssa, you’ll see; I’m gonna prove you wrong.


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Chapter 21.
Louis's P.O.V

I felt horrible about what happened with her. She had finally forgiven me, and then I had to go and trip Harry and screw up her head. I had hoped she wouldn’t be mad at me, and she wasn’t, but that doesn’t make me feel any better. I felt like I needed to say something to her… something more personal. I think I need to tell her about how I feel about her, but I don’t know how. I can tell Niall really likes her and so does Zayn, and I think Lyss likes Niall back. Harry might also like her a little, and Liam isn’t even in the picture because of his girlfriend. But the guys don’t know her like I do. They don’t know her little quirks, her bad habits, the way her eyes light up when she sings. Yes, I said it. She has an amazing voice, and before everything happened I told her to come and audition on X-Factor with me, but she said no. She’s way too stubborn to believe me when I say that she has an amazing voice. Anyways, they have never hurt her like I did either… but that’s beside the point. That’s what makes our connection even stronger. I’ve loved her since I was 13 years old, and it wouldn’t be fair to me for any of the guys to get her. So while all the guys left her room, I decided to stay back and talk to her. As soon as Jessie left the room, she obviously thought she was alone, because she swore really loudly. I couldn’t help but laugh at her, because I never really pictured her as the swearing type. She turned towards me slowly, with her eyes narrowed in annoyance. It looked really cute on her. “Louis William Tomlinson, did you know it’s illegal to sneak into a girl’s room? Besides, I just wanna sleep right now.” She said, but I knew better, cause she was kind of horrid at lying. I laughed at her and said, “Alyssa, I know you better than anyone. Stop lying to me. You’re not tired at all; you just don’t want to talk about what Dr. Jensen said.” She sighed dejectedly, knowing that there was no arguing with me, and patted the space next to her. I smiled and slid into the bed next to her and pulled the covers up to my neck. She laughed at me, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. “So Louis… why did you actually stay?” she asked quietly, suddenly becoming serious. “Well, I was going to say something along the lines of I’m sorry?” Oh wow Louis, you’re so lame. “Louis, there’s nothing to be sorry about. Everyone was goofing around, and it could have happened to anybody!” I thought for a couple seconds, and then answered her nervously. “But you don’t realize it, do you? You’re not just anybody to me. You’re different. You’re amazing. And I think I still might be in love with you.” I grabbed her hand. She blushed a light shade of red and looked at our hands, now linked together. I can’t believe I just said that to her. Where did I get those guts? She didn’t say anything for a while, and it really sucked. It made me nervous, but at least she didn’t let go of my hand! After awhile, she finally spoke up. “Look Louis. I know I forgave you and everything, but that doesn’t mean you have the right to flirt with me and tell me you love me. We’re just friends now and I think that’s how it should stay. You still hurt me. And I just got out of a different relationship yesterday, and even though I’m glad about it, I don’t want another boyfriend so soon. I don’t know how I feel about anything right now. I think I like somebody else anyways…” She squeezed my hand lightly and let go of it and brought her hand under the covers. She looked so confused all of a sudden. I wasn’t surprised though, it’s not like I should expect for Alyssa to still be head over heels in love with me once I show up after two years of her hating me! I practically broke her in half, so what gave me the right to say that to her?  Of course I was upset about being rejected, but I didn’t let it show, and I pretended to look understanding. “I get it Alice. I don’t know what I was thinking… You obviously have feelings for Niall. I didn’t have the right to say that to you.” I shook my head and walked out of the room. Great now I feel even worse than before. Right before I could open the door, Alyssa spoke up again. “Louby,” I turn around, I can’t help but feel hopeful. She used my nickname from when we were kids and that name always brought I smile to my face. I saw her smile lightly and my heart soared. “You called me Alice like you did when we were dating. I didn’t realize how much I missed that. But I’m sorry that things turned out like they did right now. Still friend’s right?” My heart dropped. I actually thought she was going to change her mind about us… too much to hope for I guess. “Well get used to me being your friend, cause you always be my little Alice. Now I’m your big immature Louby and that’s all there is to it.” She grinned hugely at that. I smiled at her and with that, I walked out the door with a small smile still evident on my face.

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Chapter 20.
Alyssa's P.O.V

I managed to leave the hospital without anybody asking about Dr. Jensen’s comments on my injuries. The car ride from the hospital was about 25 minutes long, so I was worried about that. I got through it without any difficult questions though, because I just kept telling them that I felt too tired to talk about it. I noticed that Jessie couldn’t stop talking, unlike Harry and Louis who were not talking at all, and I think I knew why. Jessie never stops talking when she’s nervous, and she knows that if someone brings up a difficult question that I refuse to answer, she might answer for me. I decided to leave Harry and Louis alone until we got home though. I think they were blaming themselves for the accident. I guess it kind of was, but I’m not putting the blame on either of them for anything. Once we finally got to the house, I held onto Niall’s shoulder to steady myself while walking since I’m still feeling really dizzy and I got into the house without a problem. “Hey, Niall, do you think you could um, carry me to my room?” I said, feeling myself blush a little. I definitely knew that I couldn’t try these stairs, but I don’t know how comfortable Niall would be in doing this. Niall stared at me for a second, like he didn’t think he heard me right. “B-because I’m feeling really lightheaded and I don’t know if I can make it or anything… I might fall?” I added nervously. Niall smiled at me. “Of course beautiful.” I blushed again as he lifted me wedding style and carried me to my room. I could feel the rest of the guys staring at us, but it’s not like we were gonna start making out or whatever. He was just carrying me, without any effort at all. Jeez he’s got some muscle. Niall got to my room and set me down on my queen-sized bed, and then he sat down next to me. Then Liam came and laid down at the foot of the bed, Zayn took the floor and Harry, Louis, and Jessie took my couch. I could feel all everyone’s eyes on me, waiting for an explanation, and I decided to play dumb. “So is everyone waiting for me to burst into flames? Because I’m fine, just dizzy, in case you were wondering. And Harry, it wasn’t your fault that I got hurt and it wasn’t yours either, Louis.” I stated turning to them smiling a little weakly. They didn’t look to sure about it, but they just smiled at me anyways. “Well both me and Louis agreed that it was… but we’re glad that you forgive us. If you need anything all week, you’ll get it from us alright?” Harry said. I started to object but Louis cut me off. “Alyssa, we are taking care of you whether you like it or not. You need it, and that’s a fact.” I didn’t really know what to say to that, so I just nodded my head. I realized that I probably just dodged explaining everything about my injuries, but I guess I thought that too soon because Liam spoke up. “Lyss, don’t think we didn’t forget about what Dr. Jensen said about you being a frequent visitor. I think we can wait until tomorrow to find out, because right now what you need is rest. It’s been a long day. You met us, saw that girl Julia, saw Harry half-naked, made up with Louis and then you lost a lot of blood. I think that’s some type of record considering it’s only six o’clock at night.” The rest of the boys agreed, and Jessie just sat there looking uncomfortable. She’s not very good with keeping secrets from guys she likes, and we all know she likes Louis. Hopefully, she won’t blurt out anything stupid and everything will be fine until tomorrow. Maybe they’ll even forget about this altogether, but I highly doubted it. After a couple minutes of awkward silence, I knew it would be like this for the rest of the night. I couldn’t have a comfortable conversation with these guys since all they were thinking about is my injuries and what Dr. Jensen said before. “Guys, I’m really tired, I think I’m gonna go to bed. You can go have fun, or whatever One Direction plus Jessie does. Don’t worry about me or anything alright? You only have a couple more days to enjoy my house, so make the most of it!” I said. Everyone laughed at me, kind of nervously, and five people got up to leave. They came to give me a hug and told me to have a good night. Then Jessie came over to me and whispered in my ear, “Don’t worry Lyss, I won’t say anything stupid. You have to tell them about Andy and I know that. I also know you don’t want to, but if you don’t tell them tomorrow, then I will.” She smiled at me forcefully, then hugged me tightly and left the room, shutting the door behind her. I sighed loudly, and swore at myself. I heard some laughing, and that’s when I realized there was still one person left in my room.

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