Protect Me

Chapter 2

Paris' pov

I woke up wrapped in a warm duvet, laying in a bed next to London. I checked the area for danger, something I've started doing since living in the abandoned house. We were living there for a few months. I went down stairs and made breakfast. I made eggs, toast, pancakes, bacon and grits. When I finished I went and knocked on Liam's door. I heard shuffling, before the door swung open to a tired looking Liam. I smiled apologetically,"I made breakfast." He looked at me wide eyed. "Really?" I nodded and said,"It's on the table, save some for me and London." He flew down the stairs and I giggled at his silliness. What's happening? I'm turning into a giggly girl now? I shook my head at the nonsense and went to wake London up. I woke her up and took her down stairs, making her a plate, before making my own. I sat down and said,"Do you have anything you really need me to clean?" I looked around at the super clean house. He smiled, looking kinda guilty, and said,"No." I smiled and said,"Do you still want us here?" He nodded and said,"Yes. We're going shopping today so make yourselves presentable. I'll wash your clothes while you shower." I nodded and we finished out breakfast quickly. Next, I took London into the bathroom. I turned the bath on and made sure it was the right temperature, before undressing her and setting her in. I washed her hair and bathed all the dirt build up on her skin. When she was done, I realized she didn't have clothes to put back on. I got her out, drying her off and left her there standing with a towel. I went to find Liam, but I ran into him in the hall way. "Do you have something she could wear while her clothes get washed?" He nodded and took me to his room. He handed me a tee shirt then another shirt with some boxers. "Thanks." I walked back to the bathroom, slipping the huge shirt over her tiny frame. I sat her on the couch and turned cartoons on. I went to the bathroom and drained the water, turning the shower on. I got in once it warmed up and washed my hair. Then I bathed my body of all the grime off of my body. I hopped out, drying myself with the towel. I reached for the clothes until I realized I left them on the couch. I wrapped the towel tightly around myself and going down stairs. When I got down there, I realized Liam was sitting on the couch. I sighed, no turning back now. I walked across the living room, avoiding eye contact. I grabbed the clothes and turned back towards the stairs. Liam was standing there, surprising me at his closeness. "What are you doing?" I furrowed my eyebrows and said,"I left the clothes on the couch by London." I looked back over at the couch and realized she wasn't there. "Where is she?" He chuckled and said,"My mom wanted to play with her. Is that alright?" I nodded and said,"As long as she is a good person." He nodded and we stood there awkwardly until I realized I was in a towel. "Excuse me." I stepped around him and jogged up the stairs to get dressed.

Liam's pov

I couldn't think straight with her in just a towel. When she came down the stairs I almost jumped her right there. My wolf made me get closer to her so when she turned around, I was right there behind her. She blushed and looked surprised at the closeness. I told her where London was but continued to check her out successfully with out her noticing. She went back upstairs to get into my clothes. When she came back down, it was worse than with the towel. She looked so gorgeous in them. She sat on the couch next to me, and I sat there like she wasn't driving me crazy. "Can I know a little about you?" She froze up but nodded. "My mother died about two years ago, leaving us with our step father. Our real father abandoned us. I've seen pictures of him though. Never met him. We lived with our step dad after our mom died. At first, he was nice, but then he started slapping me around a little." I held back a growl but she continued. "Then he started beating me. I didn't mind, as long as he didn't lay a hand on London. That's why we ran away. He slapped her and I got some food and a few other things, and jumped out the window." She had tears streaming down her face and I pulled her into a hug. I heard the washer go off just then. I guess she did too, because she jumped up quickly and pulled out her clothes, along with London's, throwing them in the drier. She came and sat back down, resting her head on my shoulder. I hugged her into me and said,"I'm sorry that happened." She nodded and said,"How bout you?" I smiled and said,"Grew up with both parents, nothing interesting." She nodded and said,"Oh ok, do you think we should get London from her?" Just then, the door bell rang and I got up to answer it. I opened the door and it was my mom and dad. I already explained the situation of my mate. She handed London to Paris and said,"She is so sweet! Oh and you must be Paris! Hi, I'm Clare and this is my husband, Mike." Paris smiled and shook there hands, while holding the younger girl. "It's nice to meet you, and thank you for keeping an eye on her for a moment for us." My mom smiled and said,"No problem" before pulling me into a hug and whispering,"She's a keeper." The drier stopped and Paris said,"Excuse me, but we have to go get dressed." And took London upstairs.