Waiting for Superman - Louis Tomlinson

Chapter 2

         The filming today was great. We were able to get everyone on and off the stage with no problems. I'm now really exhausted, but I don't want to go back home to only be beaten by my dad again. It would most likely be because of how late I was, but I'm not going to risk it. I quietly slipped away from everyone and decided to go sleep in one of the dressing rooms that weren't being used. Me being to tired to pay attention, I went into the first dressing room I could find and immediately fell asleep on the couch.

*Louis' POV*

           After the first show, me and the lads got back to the judges' houses. I realized that I left my phone in the dressing room, so I quietly left while the guys went to sleep. When I got back to the center, I went to our dressing room and turned on the lights only to find Mary asleep on the couch. I smiled at how cute she looked when she was asleep then went to grab my phone off the counter and put it in my pocket. I looked at Mary for a minute then decided to take her back to the judges' houses to stay in me and the lads room. I gently picked her up, careful not to wake her, as I cradled her close to my chest. I smiled when I felt her snuggled closer to my chest as I walked out of the dressing room. I thought about what Harry had said to me earlier this evening about doing something nice for her. Maybe this would help.

"Where were you?" Harry asked as I walked back into the room shutting the door with my foot. "And why are you carrying Mary?"

He looked at Mary with a confused face as I laid her down on the couch.

"I realized that I had left my phone in the dressing room. When I went back, she was asleep on the couch. I guess she didn't want to go home..." I said shrugging.

"So, you brought her back here?" Harry said nodding a little.

"Yeah, I figured that whatever is hurting her is probably the reason why she won't go back home."

"Well, it was nice of you to do that for her. Now, let's go to bed and let her sleep..." Harry said as he headed to the door with the beds.

"You go ahead. I need some water." I said as Harry turned and walked back to the room.

After I got my water, I went over to Mary and knelt down on the floor beside the couch.

"Why won't you tell me what's hurting you?" I whispered as I moved a piece of hair out of her face.

I smiled then kissed her forehead before going back to the room to sleep.

---next morning---

*Mary's POV*

         The next morning, I woke up not feeling sore like I usually do after a beating. That's strange? I'm sure I would've gotten one for coming home that late. Wait I didn't go home. I opened my eyes and realized I was on a couch in an unfamiliar place.

"Morning..." I heard a sleepy voice say causing me to turn around and look.

 Louis was standing on the other side of the coffee table, and he had a half-asleep look on his face.

"Morning. Where am I?" I asked as I tried not to look at his uncovered torso.

"The judges' house. You fell asleep in our dressing room last night. I found you when I went to go get my phone." A cheeky grin spread on his lips as he noticed how I was studying every inch of him very carefully.

"The last thing I remember was not wanting to go home and falling asleep in a random room." I reluctantly pried my eyes away from him as my cheeks heated up.

"By the way, I meant to tell you that I'm sorry for yesterday when I asked you to show me your arms. I shouldn't have done that...." He said walking over to me.

 I chewed on my bottom lip nervously as I fixed the sleeves on my hoodie and looked at my feet.

"It's no big deal. I just don't know you that well." I shrugged, and my eyes trailed up his torso to his blue eyes as I realized how close he was to me.

"You can get to know me, Mary...." He said smiling down at me as I broke our eye contact and looked at his chest.

"I-I'm good. You're only here for a few weeks. It's sort of pointless..." Moving a piece of hair behind my ear, I stuttered nervously.

 "It's not pointless, because you obviously know that I'm from here. You're bound to see me sometime." He said shrugging.

I sat down when he took a step closer.

 "I-I need to leave, m-my dad will---"

"Your dad will what?" Louis asked me confused as I quickly walked over to the door.

He put a hand on my upper arm causing me to wince in pain from the bruises.

"He-he'll be worried about me. That's all. C-can you please let go...." I swallowed the big lump in my throat as Louis loosened his grip on my arm.

"Mary." Louis' voice was stern but very comforting for some reason.

 "I-I'm sorry, but I-I need you to stop asking me what's wrong. I'm fine. I promise. I have to go...." I said as I glance at his hand again.

He sighed and hesitated before he moved his hand back to his side.

"Your hair..." He said as he took a strand between his fingers.

"It means you have a story. Most likely more than one." He let my hair go before I nodded and left the judges' house.

 His eyes. They said something.

*Louis' POV*

"It means you have a story. Most likely more than one." I said letting go of her hair before she nodded and left the house.

 I will save you from what's hurting you, Mary.

 I promise to be your superman.....