part two of "watch" !!

this takes place a few years after the last chapter , y/n being around 23ish

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Y/n places on her blazer as she adjusts her clothes for the millionth time that morning, her hands fidgeting with her hair and sleeves.

She checks the clock and looks back at her phone, her uber alerting her that it was around the corner. "I'm leaving for work!" She called into the quiet house.

She received a hum in response as she grabbed her purse, keys, and phone and climbing into the uber, her mom texting her good morning and good luck as she left the house.

She arrived in the busy city, getting dropped off at her work place.

Y/n was starting her internship at Netflix, as she'd always wanted to work in the industry, and now she's finally on her way.

Yes, she's had a little help along the way, but Y/n put a lot of hard work and effort, both mentally and emotionally, to make this happen.

Of course, there was an overwhelming amount of nerves, Y/n felt unprepared, even if she'd spent so long preparing for this moment.

The next step in her life, after pulling herself together after... him, she's made a life for herself.

She was happy for the first time in a long time.

She took a deep breath, and entered the building.

— After the Workday , 8:00 pm —

Y/n smiles brightly as she exited the building, ordering another uber back to her house.

As she waited inside the building, a group of people came out of the elevator.

As her eyes lazily snapped up at the sound of people chatting, her eyes scanned the crowd, finding a scarily familiar head of brown hair.

Her whole body froze at the sight of the person who had caused her so much pain, immediately grabbing a book from the table next to her to try and cover her face.

But Louis had already seen her.

He cautiously made his way over to her, being careful not to scare her away, but she was too much in shock to move.

After years of not seeing him, this felt too soon. She couldn't face the hazel eyes that played with her emotions and broke her.

She'd come to far for it all to be knocked down.

So instead of hiding, she decided to hold her head up high and tried to quickly make her way to the exit.

Key word: tried.

"Y/n. Been long time." Louis says, cringing slightly at his words.

"Not long enough." She mumbles, but unfortunately Louis hears and his expression falters.

"Hey, so, um, how've you been? You work here now?" He asks cooly, trying to keep his composure.

Even after all this time, she still manages to make his heart flutter.

As Y/n answers his question, he can't help but admire her. Her features have become more defined and she's even more striking than she was a few years ago.

Y/n looks at him wearily, not completely trusting him, but also relaxing a bit since he seemed to not have any wrong intentions.

He stood a little slouched, his hands stuffed in his pockets, his hair awry.

He looked different to say the least.

"Can I um, walk you to your car? Catch up a bit?" He asks gently.

Louis really wanted to know if she was doing alright, he wanted to know that she was ok, because if Louis was being completely honest with himself, he still beats himself up almost everyday about how much of a jerk he was.

And don't forget about the part of him that still loves Y/n.

She looks around nervously before coming back to Louis. "Um, I just ordered an uber." Y/n answers him.

He nods quickly. "I can wait outside with you, if you'd like."

Y/n debates silently with herself. After years of not seeing him, he suddenly stumbles back into her life?

And a huge part of her is still fragile from the trauma and trust issues he'd caused.

She sighed before giving in. "Fine."

Y/n headed for the front of the building, Louis fallowing a little ways behind her, trying to give her as much space as she needed.

He wanted to be a part of Y/n's life again, even if it was going to take years, he wanted to build that trust up again and possibly, maybe, be able to love her like he should've done so long ago.

Y/n taps against the pavement, checking her phone every few seconds, clinging to the hope that her uber driver would hurry the fuck up and save her from the awkward tension.

She glanced at her phone again to she a message that read

Y/n groans internally at her amazing luck, and turned back to Louis. "My ubers not coming, I guess I'm just going to walk home." She informs him.

She would rather walk than have to wait with Louis for another 30 minutes.

"Why don't I walk with you, you know, it's not safe at this time of night." He offers, hope in his eyes.

Y/n bites her lip and sighs. He did have a point. It probably wasn't safe to walk alone. But she really didn't want to walk with Louis of all people.

Then she looked back at him and saw all the emotions running through his eyes.

None of which posed as a threat to Y/n herself.

She didn't want to give in easily because that's exactly how she got with him in the first place, but she didn't really see another option. "Fine." She grumbled, starting to walk the distance to her house.

Good thing she decided to wear flats.

Y/n's house was only about a mile away, so technically she could've walked that morning, but she decided against it.

The walk was mostly silent, a few feeble attempts at conversation, both wincing at the uncomfortableness.

Then Louis finally stepped up and got to the topic they were trying to avoid. "Look, I'm really sorry about how I acted when I was younger. I was such an arse and you didn't deserve that." He tries to apologize.

Y/n keeps walking forward at a quick pace, clenching her fists around her purse, yet staying silent.

After a few moments Louis speaks again. "Y/n, can you please say something? Anything?"

That's when she snaps.

"No Louis. I'm not going to talk about it because you don't deserve an explanation! Do you know how much you hurt me, toying with me like that? It took me two years, two fucking years, to recover because I couldn't even trust my closest friends! You hurt me Partridge!"

Louis winced at the use of his last name. "I know, Trust me I do, and I'm sorry— "

Y/n chuckles dryly. "You're sorry? Oh well I guess everything's all better because he's sorry. Louis, I loved you, I wanted you to love me, but you never did. And I'm finally happy and you come back waltzing into my life?" She screams, her emotions flooding out from years of hidden anger suddenly unraveling.

Louis stood there and took it because he knew that he deserved it.

"You broke me! You played with my feelings, you used me, and then you threw me away when you were done, so don't pretend like you suddenly care!" Y/n cries, a few tears falling.

Suddenly, a new voice calls out, "Love?"

Y/n and Louis whip their heads in the direction of the voice, coming from Y/n's doorstep.

Y/n didn't even realize they'd made it home, or she wouldn't have yelled like that.

Louis looks between the two, his eyes widening. "No way. No fucking way." He muttered.

Millie Bobby Brown stood on Y/n's porch.

Y/n turns back to Louis an annoyed expression on her features. "Yeah. Millie was there for me when you broke me. She picked up and pieces and helped me build myself back up, and she loves me for me, not just some pet you can make out with." Y/n spits. "Goodbye Louis."

She turns on her heel and walks towards Millie who immediately wraps her arm around Y/n, guiding her inside.

The moment the lock turns, Y/n breaks down, her wall coming down in a way they only does around Millie.

Millie's heart broke at the sight, guiding Y/n to the couch as she lies her down, bringing Y/n to her side and holding her tightly as she burying her head into the crook of Millie's neck.

Millie rubs soft circles on her lower back and presses soft kisses to her forehead as she calms her down. Y/n cuddles closer to Millie, making the actress blush slightly. "I love you." Y/n mumbles.

"And I love you. I truly love you. " She whispers back.

As she sniffles again, Millie squeezes Y/n's waist, hoping she never has to face Louis again.