Her SuperMan (One Direction fanfic-Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 3

Liams POV

"Tell me you didn't let Louis decorate it." Lacey said, raising her eyebrow. I knew it was her. The moment I heard her story, I was sure. It's her. I had been crying about her or the last three years, but here she is. And I WILL protect her. I knew Louis liked her, but that wasn't going to happen. After I had told Paul of my suspicions, he confirmed them. I just needed a way to tell her.

I went back to reality and joined the conversation. "No, I did." I smiled warmly at her. I knew she would love it, all that time talking we had done before she was kiddnapped, I knew her. Louis sent multiple glances between us, I chuckled, knowing what he was thinking. As if I could possibly like her that way. She was my sister.

Lacey's POV

Louis protectively took my hand after Liam had left. I barley flicnhed, I was becoming more comfertable with him. He led me into a room at the end of the hall,next to another door. The hall was lined with two doors on either side and two on the end. We heard a few gasps down stairs but ignored them, I still wondered what itwas about though. The door to the room opened. It was a medium sized room, the walls a light lilac-grey color. In the middle of one of the walls, was a qween-sized bed. The head-board was soft fabric, a light purple. The bed spread was also a liliac color, it had a fancy 'L' on the front. The duvets were the same. At the end of the bed, was a small coffee table like object, but it was fabric and was white. I noticed a walk in closet, clothes alreadyin it. The window on the left side of the room had a seat. I had always wanted a window seat! On the wall infront of me bed stood a white dresser. The two doors both had the 'L's on them. One leading to a bathroom, on the south end. The other to the hall, on the right side. I looked at Louis, he wa taking it all in as well. "I love it, Liam did amazing..." I smiled, his eyes meeting mine. They were filled with a unreadable expression for a minute, then were replaced by a warm presence. "I never got a window seat...." He pouted playfully. I took my hand from him, and crossed my arms. Only making him more playful. "Lace!" He protested (Jimmy :) ) putting on a hurt expression. "Fine, we're not friends!" He shouted, I knew ge was just playing but I can work this to my advantage. "Ok fine." I huffed, walking over to the door and opening it. He looked at me with a confused expression. "Get out." I smirked, pointing to the door. Before I knew what was happening he came over shut the door, and carried me to my bed and jumped on with me. I laughed, wincing from my brusied ribs. He noticed this and his face went serious. "Are you okay?" He asked, helping me sit up. I nodded, he causesly looked over to were my ribs were hurt, I slowly nodded. He carefully pulled up my shirt where my ribs were. A small smile grew on his face as he pulled my shirt back down. "Better. Much Better." He smiled, taking my hand. I got up and pulled him to the door, about to open it. "I want you to myself, just a little longer." He whined, attempting to pull me back. "Not now Lou, later, Liam needs to talk to me." I laughed, he tensed a bit, unmoving. "Tell me if he try's anything?" He said, confusing me. It must have been obvioeus. " Your so cute when you misunderstand, very innocent," He paused, smiling lightly, causing me to blush. "If he try's to make a move,on you, tell me, okay? I told you I'm going to protect you. I ment it." He said, smiling a little less. "It's not like that with Liam and I, he's just a friend. He has a very....brotherly feel....unlike you." I smile, pinching his cheeks. "Im still gonna protect you, even from him." He whispers, right after he pulls me into a hug. "Thanks superman. Meet you back in here in about..two hours for a film?" I ask, feeling bad about leaving him. He smiles and nods, cautiously kissing my forehead. For the first time, I don't flinch, or grimace, and he notices. He smiles before we both walk down stairs.

I walked down the stairs carefully, not letting go of Louis's hand. He was my superman. And I knew it. I had to learn to love it, but I was slowly. I had been developing feelings for him, slowly but surely. I known had no chance, and right now, I was on with it. Even though it was Paul who found me, Louis saved me. I sighed, walking into the kitchen, searching for a glass. Louis left for the living room, and Liam came in. "Shes HOT!" Harry said from the livingroom, causing me to blush. I heard a small thud and Harry gripping at Lou. I shook my head. "Louis." Liam and I said at the same time. I started getting a small pain from my bruised ribs and.....Liam and I both winced? "Are you okay?" I asked curiously. "Nah my ribs." he shook his head. "Liam, my ribs hurt the same time yours did, after we both said the same thing at the same time..." I trailed off, he raised his eyebrow. But then his eyes grew in shock. "My last name is Payne, and I know your my sister." He blurted. I honestly wasn't surprised. The hair, the eyes, the brotherly feel. We looked alot alike. But that doesnt describe how he felt MY pain. "I think I might have known that. Come with me." I said, motioning him to the living room.