Saving Lottie (A Louis Tomlinson/Lottie Tomlinson/Niall Horan Story)

Chapter Two: My Saviours

(From Lottie’s POV)

When the girl’s eyes had come level with mine and she had whispered run I knew I had to get help. She had saved my life and was facing the bad men on her own. Not even Mick Jagger could do that. I raced up the path, my left arm flopping uselessly behind me. I turned corner after corner, panic slowly building in my chest. Just as the tears started brimming over I found the shops. I raced inside and followed the horde of screaming girls. When I reached the crowd I groaned and started shoving my way through them screaming for my brother. “Louis! Louis!” As I neared the table Louis heard me and raised his head. “Lottie?”

“Louis! Help please!” I begged my brother and he signalled the security guard to help me get to him. I breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Paul before running to my brother and hugging him with my one good arm. “Lottie what’s wrong wait what did you do to your arm!?” Louis asked me his voice rising like a girls. I shook my head and started trying to drag him away. “I got attacked and a pretty girl helped me but now she’s in trouble and we have to help her.” My words rushed out in a jumble and Louis grabbed my shoulders and said; “someone attacked you? Wait what!”

“Louis please!” I gave him pleading eyes and he turned back to Niall and said “Lottie said someone attacked her and that there is a girl in trouble somewhere.” Niall leaned over and looked at me then turned back to Louis and said “well we can’t risk it in case someone is hurt.” Louis nodded and the two of them stood up and faced the crowd. “Sorry girls we have some ah, business we need to get to.” The other lads looked at them but seeing the meaningfulness in their faces they just nodded. I grabbed Louis’ hand and dragged him away. They were wasting too much time! Who know’s what the bad men had done to the pretty lady.

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(From Briony’s point of view)

As my face hit the ground again I lost my air and I felt blood trickle from my shoulder. Moving my shoulder I winced and mentally hopped that the little girl has escaped. At least she was safe now. Not so much could be said for me. So far I had been pushed around and had hands down my pants. This was probably the 10th time I’d met the floor. Trust me it isn’t exactly the nicest thing in the world. One of the men pulled me up roughly and spun me around. I felt his arms creep down my sides and I prayed he wouldn’t find my shirt hem. I felt goose bumps race up my spine as his hand crept up my back. I felt him pull the hooks of my bra away from my back and let them snap back into my back painfully. I ground my teeth and braced as his hand slowly came around towards my chest. Just as they were starting to cup my breast I heard shouting and snapped my eyes open. I saw three men fighting nearby and could instantly tell the difference between them. Two of them were drunk and the other one wasn’t. I suddenly saw a flash of hair and looked to the rubbish bins where I could see another man holding the little girl. I suddenly became aware of the hand up my shirt again as he clenched his hand and began trying to slip into the shadows. I yelped in pain and heard the good guy yelling out at me. Then the man holding me clamped his other hand over my mouth and slowly dragged me backwards.

(Louis’ POV)

When we had first arrived at the alley way, I was wondering just why Lottie had dragged us here and that’s when I had heard the laughter. I saw a group of me standing together and noticed one of them was holding a girl. Then I saw his hand going up her shirt and that’s when I had run in yelling at Niall to stay with Lottie

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I was fighting with two men who were obviously drunk when I heard the yelp and saw that the girl was being dragged into the shadows. I yelled out to her and then felt a fist collide with my face and turned and yelled for Niall who turned and whispered something to Lottie before charging in to my aid.

(Lottie’s POV)

Niall had told me to wait in the shadows where no one could see me but as he ran in to help Louis I could tell that they were going to struggle. I turned and ran back to the shopping centre to fetch the rest of One Direction.

(From Briony’s point of view)

I reached up and grabbed the man’s arm and yanked it down. I pulled free of his grip and ran out into the light again. The man followed me and quickly caught up, yelling at the others for help. I looked up and saw that the others had stopped fighting to watch us and I immediately scowled at them. I felt a hand on my shoulder and swung my elbow backwards connecting with his stomach. I swung my other arm around and grabbing the back of his jacket I swung him around and slammed him onto his back in the dirt. Another guy immediately jumped on me and I slammed my elbow into his stomach and swung my hand up into his face. When he bent over, I planted my hands on the ground and brought both my feet up into his face. He went flying and landed a few meters away and didn’t get up. The good guys had taken down two other guy’s which left three  against eight. We all dove back into the fight, with two on each of us. The other two were trying to help the guys who were lying on the ground. It felt like every man we took down two more took his place. Eventually we made it down to the last three bad guys. That was when the little girl returned with two other guys and a massive crowd of girls. The two guys ran in and started helping to take down the gang. As fist collided with face in almost slow motion, we all felt a wave of relief as the last bad guy sank to the ground. Just as we all thought it was over, a group of them leapt to their feet and charged at us. One of the guys swung around and shouted out; “Louis behind you!”  One of the men was charging at him with a knife. I charged at them both and beat him there. Hooking me arms with “Louis’” I swung him around so I was facing the man. And the knife. I held for pain but nothing like this. The impact was like walking into a brick wall and now I’m sinking to me knees, the ground rushing to greet me for what felt like the 100th time that day. And suddenly all I felt was peace. I could hear the swarm of people rushing in around me and I knew I had been stabbed. But I felt a calmness steal over me slowly. If this is what death felt like, I liked death. It was easier than living much nicer. I registered the beautiful face of an angel appear in front of me. Then I realised it was male and pondered why I’d gotten a male Angel on my way to heaven. It’s gotta be heaven because they don’t have angels in hell. The angel looked sideways and I followed his gaze. I saw another face, a girl. She was vaguely familiar and I tried to register where I knew her from. But I slowly realised that the more I thought the more pain slipped into my brain. I groaned and their gazes snapped to my face. I heard someone shouting my name before stars burst before my eyes and it all went black.