"L-London?!" I cried with wide eyes. "You've gotta be kidding me! You guys are kidding...right?!" They all looked at eachother with a look of guilt across their faces. That told me enough. I pulled one hand through my long, orange hair in stress. They obviously weren't kidding.
"Take me back." I pleaded, staring up at them with a look of sorrow. I didn't care how my Dad treated me, that I was usually alone at home, I just wanted to go back. I didn't need these boys to keep myself safe.
"We are not taking you back." Harry stated firmly. I stared up at him angrily. He took my chin in his fingers, a devilish smirk spread across his face. "Anyways, we wouldn't you telling on us,doll." He chuckled, giving me a kiss on the cheek. I could just feel the anger vibing off Louis, and the heat joining up in my face. I raised my foot, and kicked Harry in his manly hood, watching him fall to the ground covering himself. Liam and Niall ran over to "aid" Harry.
"WHY'D YOU DO THAT?!" Harry cried out. "AHHH, HELP ME BOOYS!" I rolled my eyes, ignoring Louis' eyes that I felt burning in to the back of my head and Harry's constant pleas, and turning to look at Zayn.
"Uhm, Zayn?" I asked. He looked to me with big hazel eyes.
"You aren't gonna kick me in the balls too, are you?" He asked, a bit of fear in his voice. I chuckled, shaking my head.
"Hahaha, nah." I giggled. "But uhm, can you show me where the room I'll be staying in is?" He nodded, taking the two bags that he had walked in with. I crooked my head to the side.
"Are those-?"
"Niall and Louis stuck in to your window and got your stuff, including these bags." He simply said. I gasped, but didn't answer him, just followed him up the stairs.
"So, how did you guys get to school from here in London?" I asked, catching up so that I was beside Zayn.
"We've had this house for a while, but , lived with our parents for schooling. In the summer we usually come here." He said, turning in the hall. I nodded. "Oh, and in case your wondering, we all pretty much paid for the house; Louis' parents are very wealthy." I kept on nodding, until we stopped in front of a white door. I stopped him.
"Uh, one more question." I said. He turned to me, raising one eyebrow. "What about...school?" He let out a deep sigh, rubbing the back of his neck.
"We...still haven't worked that out." He muttered. My eyes widended.
"But, I need a good job! I can't just not go to school!" I cried. For most kids, no school would be like a dream. But for me, I liked school. I was quite good in it, only getting one or two B's, and other than that all A's. We just stood there, in front of the door.
"Look, if you're living with us, you won't even need a job. Louis parents are-" I cut him off.
"I'm not living off of you guys." I retorted. He rolled his eyes, obviously getting impatient.
"We'll talk about this later." He shoved the bags in his hands towards me, turning his back to me and walking away.
"Asshat.." I muttered under my breath, taking the door knob in my hand and opening the door. Inside, there were already bags. Diffrent bags. Not my bags. Wait, no, I wasn't sharing a room with somebody, was I?! Turning around, I wanted to run downstairs and yell at the boys. But instead, I was faced with Louis Tomlinson the carrot himself. He had an annoying smirk spread across his face.
"Like your, I mean, our room?" He giggled, taking a few steps in the room. No. No. NO! I wasn't sharing a room with him! I turned to look at the single bed, and back at Louis, back to the bed, and then to Louis.
"I'm not sharing a room with you, douche." I told him, picking up my bags that I had dropped. He shook his head, caressing my cheek.
"Now now, a girl like you shouldn't know those dirty words." He whispered, his voice gravelly. I pushed him away, rolling my eyes. He just walked back so that he was in front of me, basically his chest against mine. Well, sort of. I was much shorter than him, my eyes just up to his lips.
"You're height is so adorable." He giggled, looking down at me. I turned my back to him, not daring to look in those hypnotizing blue eyes.
"Fuck off Louis." I simply said, going to sit on the edge of the bed. He let out a chuckle.
"Get some rest love, I'll be joining you soon." He said with a wink. I scoffed.
"I'll sleep on the couch, thanks." I demanded. Louis raised his eyebrows, a dissaproving look on his face. He didn't say anything, just left the room. Jesus, he was annoying. Trying to forget about all of this, I searched through my bag. I felt something lacy brush against my hand. Ew. They got my underwear, too.
Pervs.
