You Found Me ❤ (A Louis Tomlinson Love Story)

You Found Me ❤ (A Louis Tomlinson Love Story)

This is my first One Direction love story with the gorgeous Louis Tomlinson :)
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Chapter 1

Good Accident.

"Sorry m'am, only customers can use the bathroom here"
I turned to see an attractive boy gesturing at a sign above the desk.
"Oh yeah, I'll get something after I promise" I said whilst flashing him a cute smile.

He stared at me as I gave him a pleading look and eventually replied -
"Fine, but don't tell anyone or I'll get in trouble" He said with a wink.
I then smiled thankfully at him and continued down the narrow hallway. Plugging back in my headphones, I clicked play on my Ipod and Why Georgia by John Mayer came on.

I am driving the 85 in the kinda morning that lasts all afternooon... just stuck inside the groove..
four more exit- WHACK.

The bathroom door flew open and within a matter of seconds I felt the hard wood collide with my head. The powerful force of the door throwing me against the cold wall, and landing me in a heap on the floor.

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwww" I moaned, rubbing my head to ease the painful sensation. I heard nearby shouts as I lay awkwardly on the ground, unable to move. I attempted to lift my head to see whom the voices belonged but the throbbing pain rendered me motionless.
"Oh that's cool, I don't need a hand up or an apology or anything.." I mumbled bitterly to myself as I heard footsteps stomping in the opposite direction to me.

"I'm so sorry miss, are you OK?" I heard a cute male voice ask, just a few minutes after the yelling had ceased.

"I've seen better days" I replied, earning a light chuckle from the boy who was now stooped down on one knee and staring at me. I stared back as best as my dizziness would allow. Squinting a little, I tilted my head sideways examining his face. No its surely not.
I concentrated, staring at him once again to confirm my suspicions.
Oh yeah, it was. I knew who he was. It was Louis Tomlinson.

"Would you like a hand?" he asked, completely disrupting my train of thought.

"If you wouldn't mind" I replied, half-sarcastically. He wrapped his arms around my waist gently, and slowly lifted me to my feet.

"You good?" he said, looking directly at me with concern-filled eyes.

"Yeah I think s-" I shakily responded, standing at first but faltering and nearly collapsing again. This time Louis caught me in his strong grasp. As I grabbed his arms for support, I felt the muscle bulging from under his striped shirt.

"Really I'm fine" I assured him, doing my absolute best to disguise the overwhelming pain in my head. He looked at me skeptically, clearly not convinced.

"I'm so sorry again. It was careless" he said, sounding quite ashamed as he dropped his eyes to the floor.

"No worries" I replied, smiling warmly at him.

"I'm Louis by the way" He put out a hand for me to shake. I took it softly and returned the favour.

"Fiona" I simply responded.

"Well Fiona, again I'm really sorry but I have to go. I must go after my girlfriend" he said hurriedly, then running quickly out the door.

I stood alone in the hallway for a couple of minutes in an attempt to regain my composure. Then I once again proceeded to the bathroom to change from my running gear into my work attire. As I changed, I grew dizzier and felt myself begin to sway uncontrollably from side to side.

"Whoa, not good" I muttered to myself, as I slammed my hand against the wall to prevent falling again. I pondered whether I would be able to make it through a day of work and realised swiftly it would be too difficult a task. I reached into my bag and fumbled around a few objects before loacting my phone. I then pulled it out and quickly dialled my boss.

Ring, ring, ring.


"Uh.. Hi Angela, its Fiona. I'm so sorry but I can't make it in to work today. I got hit by a door and now I can't really stand up properly and I don't think it would be safe if I came in" I rambled nervously. She must have been thinking it was a pathetic excuse, or that I was covering up a hangover as it took her a considerable amount of time to mull it over.

"Ok. I'll see you Thursday though?" she replied, surprisingly calm.

"Yeah of course. Thanks Angel-" I chirped.

beeeeeeeeeeeeep...the line went dead.
"Back to bed it is." I then said to myself, trying to fight the smile forming on my lips.

As promised, I bought a big chocolate muffin and a latte before making my way back home. I threw my keys on the desk, and quickly stepped out of my work attire and into my comfy pjs. I then slid happily in under my duvet and sighed contently as I snuggled up under the blankets.

Hmmm. What to do? I racked my brain whilst sipping my hot latte. "Sleeeeeeeeep" I said whilst crashing my head into my pillow. I slept on and off for the next two days. Only getting up ocassionally to eat or use the loo. My head was pounding and I concluded that the only method to relieve the pain was to sleep. By day two I felt refreshed and decided to get up and greet the day once again.
Once I had finished eating a light breakfast that consisted of a fresh fruit salad and yoghurt, I decided to check my emails.

I powered up the labtop and clicked straight onto Yahoo.

"Louis Tomlinson and girlfriend of two years Eleanor Calder have split. Sources close to the pair have said it was not an easy decision. Apparantly they were unable to commit fully to each other as a result of Louis' overwhelming career requirements and have had to call it quits."

Wow, that must have been a really serious fight they had.
I wonder is the career thing an excuse or the truth? I pondered to myself whilst flicking through the rest of today's news. Then I stumbled upon an interesting article regarding wildlife and was just about to sink my teeth into it when I heard my phone ring.

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