Eleanor

"Wait, Max. Let me introduce you to--" I turned my head to where Louis was just to find out he wasn't there.

"What?" Max asked.

"Where did Louis go?" I asked, opening the door to see if he was outside. But he wasn't.

"The guy that was standing by the door when I arrived? That was Louis?" he asked.

"Yes. He said he has something to say that's why he came here." I furrowed my brows. Why did he leave?

"You mean Louis Tomlinson? The as*hole's bandmate who took you to a charity ball?" he asked.

"I mean Louis Tomlinson, my friend." I rolled my eyes playfully at him. "And don't call Harry that."

"Harry is an as*." he pointed out. "Why did Louis bring you to that ball again?"

"He doesn't have a date."

"And?" he cocked his eyebrow at me.

"And we're friends so he asked me instead?" I responded.

Then out of nowhere, he bursted out laughing.

"What?!" I asked, annoyed that I wasn't part of his inside joke.

"Nothing," he managed to spat out inbetween laughs then sighed and whispered, "Poor Louis, my girl is so dense."

"What? Why are you whispering?"

"Oh, no reason." he said with a sly smile.

"Whatever, Max." I rolled my eyes once more. "So are we ready for the night?" I grinned, excited to go out with my bestfriend and spend some quality time.

"Absolutely." he responded and held my hand as we walked out the door into the night, temporarily forgetting about Louis' arrival and departure which were both unannounced.

**

It was a fine day and I decided to go for a walk to Starbucks. It was the first time after like, forever and I believe I deserved to atleast satisfy my caffeine obsession after a long while.

I went inside and I smiled as the only thing that hit me was the beautiful smell of coffee. No painful memories and heartbreaking flashbacks.

I walked happily towards the counter and ordered the usual. It rolled off my tongue like I had been ordering it regularly and I bit my lip to suppress the smile because of the thought. It was silly, I know, but I was happy.

I sat on a booth by the window and not long after, a different version of my name was called and my frappe (which indeed, had my name which was spelled "Eleonor" written on it) was served but I just laughed it off. I was happy I could finally drink a coffee without a memory haunting me.

That was what I thought.

"Excuse me?" I said as politely as I could when a girl just sat rudely infront of me without even asking. She was familiar but I didn't think too much to it.

She looked up with a smug smile and responded, "There are no other booths. You don't mind, do you?"

I was taken aback at her attitude and I didn't want my day ruined so I shot back, "You sure didn't ask before you sat down. Maybe I do."

But the smile she was wearing didn't fall off her face, "Well deal with it, babe."

I was left gaping when she started enjoying her drink. She practically just sat on my booth without my permission and she was acting so cool about it. I was furious. "What if I don't want to just deal with it?"

"It's just a seat, don't be a bitch about it for f*ck's sake!" she retorted.

"Says the one who sat on a booth without the other's permission." I knew I was being immature with my arguement but she was so rude and I didn't want her sitting with me. And how dare she call me a bitch?

"No wonder why Harry didn't want you."

And just like that, my happy day was absolutely wrecked. I stiffened, the world seemed to freeze and it started. It all flashed one by one and hit me hard just because of his name.

"Can't you see, El? I'm busy with someone here. Why don't you mind your own business?"

"Not everything's about you, El."

A lump was starting to form in my throat and I tried gulping it down.

That was why this girl was familiar, she was one of his girls. Tears were starting to form in my eyes but I blinked it back. This girl had seen me in my most vulnerable state but I already grew stronger. I wanted her to see that I wasn't that weak, pathetic girl she once saw.

"You're the one doing this to yourself. I told you, stop chasing me."

I blinked and started to speak, "Harry might've wanted you. But does he still? Yes, he didn't want me but I also didn't want to be that kind of girl. The girl whom he'd kiss one moment and dump the next. So, I'm glad Harry didn't want me." I finished as I stood up and walked out on her.

It didn't stop though.

"Do I look like I care?"

"Shame on you."

"You think I was being myself because I kissed you?"

The memories keep flashing inside my mind as I walk with my head down towards the entrance of the coffee shop.

"It's just a kiss!"

"Taylor and I are dating."

I was almost out of the entrance when...

"Eleanor?"

I stopped on my tracks as soon as I heard someone call my name. I looked up to find for the owner of the voice and the urge to cry became stronger as his own mum and sister were standing before me.

I inhaled sharply before I acknowledged them, "Anne. Gemma."

They smiled sadly at me and I knew immediately that they were informed of my injury. Harry would tell them everything, of course that's how it was. I remember telling them I was so fond of their family because their bond was so strong. Then Anne told me that from then, they'd start treating me as part of it. I was so close to them ... before all of this happened.

"How are you, love?" Anne asked me.

"I'm fine now. How about you?" I answered politely as my sight flickered between the two of them. I might've looked patient but I was an anxious mess inside. My heart started beating rapidly and I felt that something bad was about to happen.

Gemma smiled at me, "We're alright, El. But we missed you."

I smiled as my heart slightly warmed. "I missed you, too--" but then I was cut off by a very familiar deep voice coming from behind me.

"Gem, Mum, we can go now--"

I gasped and my heart dropped to my stomach the same time it was beating so fast I was afraid he could hear it. But somehow, I still managed to stand though I felt my knees getting weak. That voice.

"Taylor and I are none of your business!"

I turned around to confirm what was already the truth. Green eyes staring back at me and a messy mop of brown curls atop of a lanky figure. My heart stopped when his lips moved as he spoke, "Eleanor."

My whole body felt like ice. I opened my mouth to speak but I couldn't find my words and the only thing running inside my mind was that voice.

That voice was the same voice that said, "I don't love you!"

I blinked as soon as the memory flashed my mind and I was brought back to reality that his green eyes were still staring at me.

"I-I gotta go." I said and turned around to get out of the coffee shop before I get lost in those eyes again.

It's easy not to think about the person who hurt you when you can't see them. It's easy to say you've fallen out of love when they aren't there. But what's hard is hearing their voice and looking into their eyes and say, "This isn't what I want anymore."

The sky must've felt the same way as I did for as soon as I was outside, the rain quickly drenched me. Maybe it wanted to comfort me so it shed it's tears to embrace me. Or maybe it felt that the weight it carried was too much and it was best to let go, urging me to do the same. Nonetheless, I continued walking and didn't mind getting soaked. They say it was okay to cry in the rain cause no one will see your tears but ironically, the urge to cry I felt earlier was long gone.

I thought I was already healed of my emotional wounds. I thought the memories were done haunting me. But today proved that the walls I put up weren't thick enough and the stiches weren't firm enough. But it also showed that I grew stronger because for once, I didn't shed a tear.

I heard footsteps sloshing through the puddle scattered on the streets and it seemed like the person was running but I ignored it. With my head down and not looking where I was going, I bumped into someone.

"Are you bonkers, El?!" he scolded me as he was taking off his sweater. "Why are you walking in the bloody rain?!"

I looked up and see Louis holding an umbrella and putting his sweater on my back and I giggled because he really seemed to be Superman. He always managed to save me from an awful day.

"Why are you giggling?! You're about to freeze yourself to death Eleanor, why are you giggling?!"

"Nothing." I smiled as he led me towards his car that was carelessly parked on the side of the street. I cocked an eyebrow at him as soon as I saw it.

"I was in a rush, alright?"

I just laughed and sat on the passenger seat. He walked towards the other side and threw the umbrella in the back of the car before he started driving. I stared at him as he focused on carefully driving us through the wet roads. His brow was furrowed and his jaw was set while his tongue was poking out in concentration. Then, I thought of all the things he did for me. Of all the times he was beside me. Of all the times he made me smile on an awful day.

And suddenly my heart began to flutter.

He indeed always managed to save my day. And hopefully, also my heart.

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