"So, you can sleep in here." Harry said opening up a door, and walking inside. The room was big, there was a sliding door that led to a balcony. Bree's gaze traveled to the large bed in the center of the room, the comforter was white and was covered with pillows. She turned to Harry and gave him a thankful smile which he returned, his dimples appeared making him seem more childlike than ever. He walked out closing the door behind him, leaving her to get settled in.
Bree sat her bag in the floor, slid her jacket off, and slowly pulled off her boots, sitting them next to the door. Walking over to the sliding door, she unlocked it and pulled it open. She stepped outside, the cool air filling her lungs and she walked to the edge of the balcony. It was a beautiful view of the city, car lights lit up the road and street lamps showed the sidewalk. People ran around, couples hugging and kissing without a care in the world. She wanted the so bad, to not have to care. To not have to worry about when she would eat next or if her stepfather would come looking for her. "It's beautiful, yeah?" A voice spoke
She turned to see Liam leaning against the brick wall, she nodded then looked over the balcony once again. He walked over to her side and stared at her, she caught his gaze and blushed. "I'm sorry, its just.." He tilted his head and smiled a bit. "I'm trying to figure you out." She looked away from him, suddenly realizing how cold it was, a shiver ran threw her body and she rubbed her forearm.
"Your cold." Liam stated and pulled off his jacket, he laid it on top of her shoulder, careful not to touch her. She jumped slightly, still unsure of her thoughts on the boys. They seemed nice, taking her in and making sure she was safe, yet Allen had seemed nice too.. before her mother had died. She heard Liam sigh "Bree.. I'm not going to hurt you." He said and shook his head. " I would never hurt you." The tone he had was soft, and comforting. He slowly reached for her hand and she allowed him to take it, shaking slightly.
"Lets go inside." He said to her and pulled open the door letting her go in first, then shutting it. She made a move to give him his jacket, but he shook his head. "Keep it in here until tomorrow." He said, smiling. "Goodnight, Bree." He said and began walking out the door. "Goodnight." She whispered as it closed behind him. She slid her pants off and crawled into bed, not bothering to change her shirt or remove Liam's jacket. She had a long, ruff day all she wanted was to get a nice long sleep for the first time in years she felt safe. Maybe being around the boys wasn't going to be that bad, it was only for one night after all.
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Well there it was. Sorry, short and stupid chapter thanks to Madisonbrianne1 who is my best friend and likes to rush things! Hope everyone likes it!
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FanfictionBreanna Walker is 19 years old living with her abusive step father after her mother died of an overdose. He taught her she was worthless, she was done. Done talking and done trying. She runs away, but when she meet's some boys at a park things will...
