Fight For You | Louis Tomlinson

Fight For You Chapter 3

Fight For You Chapter 3

Brooke's Pov:

"Louis... Louis Tomlinson," he said. He was grinning down at me as if he were proud of his name. I raised an eyebrow at him. "Am I suppose to know you or something?" I questioned. His grinned dropped as he looked back, confused. "I kind of was thinking that you would know me if I said my name," he said.

"I'm sorry but I don't," I said, shaking my head. "I'm in One Direction," he said. I shrugged my shoulders. "Never heard of it. Is it some kind of street name?" I asked. He chuckled and shook his head. "It's the world's famous boy band," he said. "Probably not that famous if I don't know who they are," I muttered. "Sassy!" He exclaimed. I stayed silent, not wanting to talk. "I know who you are," he said, smiling. I looked at him in surprise and fear.

He seemed to realize why as his eyes widen and he shook his head vigorously. "No! Not like that. I'm not a crazy stalker. I know you because we ran into each other out front of Nandos," he explained. I sighed and nodded. I still wasn't in the mood for talking to a complete stranger. I stood up from the ground and picked up my luggage before awkwardly shifting my feet side to side.

"Well I'm going to go now," I said. I started walking away from Louis but his voice had stopped me. "Wait," he said. I turned around and raised an eyebrow. "Where are you going?" he asked. I shrugged and said, "I don't know." "Are you alone?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. "Do you live out on the streets?" he asked. "What is with you and all these questions?" I snapped, with a scowl.

"Sorry it seems like your lost," he said, he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "I'm sorry," I sighed, "I kind of do live out in the streets." I walked over next to him and sat down by his feet. "Why?" he asked while sitting down next to me. "Again with the question," I said. He smiled and said, "Sorry." "It's kind of a long story," I said.

"I got time," he said. "Well... my step parents kicked me out not that long ago," I said. "So I went to a hotel and they didn't book me a room," I continued. "I guess now I'm living on the streets." "That sounds horrible," he said. "Yeah it does," I said. "Why do you care so much?" I suddenly asked. "A guy can't care?" He asked, chuckling. "Well yeah but I mean no guys really cared for me. I was kind of a loner or I kept to myself in high school and I still do," I said.

"I'm not like any other guy," he smiled at me. I looked up at him and stared at him. I've just noticed he had the brightest blue eyes. They were really gorgeous, if I say so myself but something about them kept me in a trance. We were just staring at each other for awhile until I finally snapped out of it and stood up.

"Thank you for listening to my story but I best be on my way now," I said to him. He quickly stood up as well. "Where are you going to sleep?" he asked. I shrugged and said, "I'll find somewhere." "No you won't," he said. "And why is that?" I asked with a frown. He sighed and said, "Why don't you stay the night at my place?"

My eyes widen in shock. I cocked my head to the side and furrowed my eyebrows at him as I crossed my arms across my breasts in an X, cupping my elbows. "What?" he asked. "I'm not that kind of girl," I scowled. "I didn't mean it like that! I promise," he said assuringly.

"Are you sure?" I asked, hesitantly if I should trust him or not. "I'm sure," he sounded sincere. I unfolded my arms and nodded. He walked over and picked up my two suitcases. I watched his every move to make sure he doesn't try to steal anything.

"I'm not going to do anything," he laughed before waking ahead. I nodded to myself and followed after him. I slowly walked behind him across the dark park. "The flat is just across the street," he said. I nodded.