Stripes and Spoons (A Louis Tomlinson and Liam Payne Love-Story) (Completed)

Chapter 31:Lauren's Side

Lauren's POV-

I woke up to a cold tiled floor. My head was pounding. Where the hell was I? I was trying to get my eyes open but I had a hard time opening my eyes. I tried for a good 10 minutes. Nothing.

Sick of this bullshit I gathered up all the energy I could muster (Which wasn't much might I add) and forced my eyes open.

At first, my vision was nothing but blurry. But after I blinked a few times it all become much more clearer. I really wish I kept my eyes closed.

The sight before me litterally scared the shit out of me.

Stan is on the other side of the room, a small pool of crimson red blood flowing freely from his bumped head. Liam is about 10 inches away from me. There is a trail of blood, he must have woken up or something and got up. He is also pretty bruised up.

Then there is Julia. My sweet innocent new best friend. She is lying on the floor. Blood covering her perfect mess of curls, legs and arms. Her face covered in ugly scars.

I don't know who the hell did this and why. But when I find out, I swear they are getting there ass kicked, hard.

I felt my eyes getting more and more heavy. I tried fighting to stay awake so I could get some sort of help. But it was no use my vision started getting blurier and blurier. My eyes drooping more and more. The last thing I saw before I passed out was my own blood.

Louis's POV-

I woke up to my phone ringing. Who the hell would call this early? Which leads to my next question, what time is it? I picked up my phone not bothering to look at the caller ID and clicked "Answer"

"Hello?" I said, my voice leaking with sleep.

"Hi Louis!" My mom cheerful voice echoed through my phone. She always was a morning person.

"Hi mom!" I said trying to match her cheeriness. I glanced over at the clock. 8:13 am. it read. It was a saturday morning. This was too early for a saturday!

"Hows college going for you dear?" I just realized I haven't talked to my mom since I move here. And the was over a month ago. I feel like a bad son.

"Its really great!" I said truthfully.

"Mean anyone special boo?" I could practically see the smirk on my mothers face.

"Maybe." I blushed a little.

"Ooooooh!! Who is she?" She squealed.

"Her name is Lauren, she is really special to me." I said, the blush never leaving my cheeks.

"Tell me about her!" She practically screamed. Someone is excited.

"Well, I met her at the grocery store, we were both buying carrots." I paused. I heard my mother chuckled. She knew my love for carrots. "I saw she had a Doncaster College sweatshirt on, so I chatted her up, and we just clicked. After a little of beinng friends I asked her to be my girlfriend, she said yes. She makes me so happy. She is so sweet, and funny, and outgoing, and just perfect." I trailed off.

"Well she sounds very lovely. I would love to meet the girl that makes my boobear so happy." I smiled. Even though my mom hasn't met Lauren yet, I could tell she already approved, which me happy. But then I realized something. I moved my gaze over to Lauren's bed. She wasn't there. It looked like nobody was here, besides me.

Panic overtooked me. I felt my heart rate increasing rapidly and sweat was dripping from my forehead. Lauren never came home last night. I felt asleep last night, thinking she would come home safe and sound. Boy was I wrong.