I stayed in the room for a while, examining the large mark on my neck. It stood out like a sore thumb, and even with my hair over my shoulders, it was still quite visible. I let out a deep sigh of deafeat, knowing the boys probably didn't pack much of my makeup to cover it up. I muttered a few swears under my breath, before following in Louis' tracks downstairs. Trudging down the stairs, I heard the voices of the boys in deep whispers coming from the kitchen. I kept my back against the wall, making sure to be quiet. They almost sounded as if they were trying to hide something..
"Shes dead. Mom is gone, and Dad hasn't been himself.." I could hear Liam whisper, his voice almost gravel. I gave it a few moments before letting out a small gasp. They were reading my fucking diary. MY personal life. Not even a second passed before I dashed in the kitchen, seeing red. The boys, previously huddled around the kitchen table, were now string at me, faces pale and eyes big in fear.
"Where the fuck did you get that." I muttered, my voice dark and firm.
"You dropped it." Louis simply said, his voice not matching the fear that had previously been painted on his face. He now had a cocky little smirk on.
"So you fucking READ MY DIARY?!" I screamed, walking closer to Louis. " And how did it make you feel, Louis? Reading my diary? What did you read; about my fathers abuse, about my mother's death?! Did it make you feel any better, knowing the pain that I've faced? Hm?!" The boys stayed silent, as if they were looking for words to say, but that none would work. I scurried up to Liam, snatching the leather book out of his hands, while shooting him an icy glare.
"Allie.." Louis started, grabbing my han before I could run back up to my room. " We're sorry, for the pain, the hurt in the past. But we're here for you now, love. Understand? No more pain..." He just stared at me for a while, his large, icy blue eyes full of pain. In the heat of my sadness, I ran in to Louis' chest, breathing in his scent. I had actually expeirienced the soft, sweet Louis for once. Not the demanding, creepy one.
And for some reason, this moment roght here felt....right.
