Truly, Madly, Deeply (Sequel to Moments)

"But the question is...Is that my real answer?"

Louis’ POV:

Well, today was the day…Probably one of the worst days I will ever experience too…

Rose was leaving.

Today.

I’m not sure how I’ll do, with her so far away from me. And I’m not sure how she’ll do, but we have to stay strong. After this year, she had one more year.

“Good morning babe,” I kissed Rose’s head.

“Good morning,” She smiled. She slowly got up stretching out her arms as she yawned. I followed and we both washed ourselves and got dressed.

I finished pretty quickly and waited on the bed as she took out the only clothes left in the closet me and her shared. She looked at me signaling me to get out.

“What? I can’t stay here and watch you undress?” I asked seductively.

“Noooo not today Louis,” She said looking a bit disappointed.

“Awh, c’mon Rosie, just this one last time before you go,” I pleaded.

“I’m not a little kid Lou, I think I can dress myself up,” She smiled. “Now, go.”

I groaned as I got up, “I’ll get you after you come back,” I said, then walked out the door. I went downstairs and all the lads were already down there.

“Mornin’ Lou,” Liam said.

I just simply nodded. I wasn’t really in the mood today for laughing. I wasn’t even hungry. I went into the living room and turned on the TV.

“Uhh are you alright Louis?” A familiar voice asked. I turned my head seeing Isabella and Zayn there. How the hell did I not notice them? How long have they been here?

“Oh…yeah,” I replied.

After about 15 minutes later, I heard some feet on the stairs. They were light steps and you could barely hear them. I knew it was Rose. I got up and walked to where the stairs were and saw her walking down.

Wow. She looks…beautiful.

I hadn’t realized how long I was staring at her. “Louis?” She said.

“Huh?” I shook my head, “Sorry babe. You look beautiful.”

Her cheeks tinted a pink color making her pearl skin color come out.

“I see you’re influenced by me, eh?” I grinned, looking at her white shirt with a horizontal black stripe pattern. She was wearing black jeggings under it.

“No, I actually picked it out myself,” She smiled.

“Yeah, but who started the stripes?” I asked, knowing the answer would be ‘Louis The Tommo Tomlinson’

“Me,” Rose grinned.

“What! Rosie. You stole this outfit from Louis The Tommo Tomlinson!” I exclaimed.

“Really?” She asked sarcastically, crossing her arms.

“Yep. You just don’t want to admit it,” I crossed my arms.

“Of cou- OH MY GOD. IS THAT THE TIME?!” She pointed at the grandfather clock behind me.

“Yeah babe, don’t you leave at 12?” I turned around and looked at the time. “Shit! Ok ok, c’mon Rosie, uhmmm…LADS WE HAVE TO LEAVE! NOW.” I yelled.

“Oh my gosh! I won’t have enough time to go through security!” Rose panicked.

“Well, I guess that means you have to stay here,” I smirked.