Beautiful People

Nine

Louis and I take our seats in the middle of the theater. Not to close, not to far.

"Are you ready?" Louis asked, we didn't have to be quite yet, people were still getting seated.

"I'm ready! But are you?" I wink.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Louis smirks. I notice four boys sit by me. I turn my head to pretend I was looking around, I was terrified to see Ashton and his group here. He catches me staring, he stares at me, with a death glare. Luckily the lights were turned off.

"Louis." I whisper.

"Yeah love?" He faces me.

"There is someone here who wants to kill us.." I whisper softly.

"What? Are you serious?"

"Yes. I ran into him in Starbucks, he said that if I didn't stay away from you, one of us are going to get killed." I feel the sweat on my palms.

"Who is it?" Louis asked in a hushed tone.

"Ashton Irwin. They're here. Right next to us." I feel chills run up my back as the scary background music plays.

"Them?" Louis points a finger, but not noticeable.

I nod my head.

"Do you want to leave?" His eyes are full of wonder.

"No. We can't show him that we are afraid. I just wanted you to know that someone wants to hurt us." I reply.

"Okay.. Let me know when you want to leave." Louis faces the screen. In the corner of my eye, I can see Ashton staring at me.

••

The movie ends and everyone is trying to get to the exit.

"Wow, I do have to admit that was pretty scary." Louis laughs.

I didn't pay to much attention because I was scared that Ashton would lash out in any second.

"Yeah it was." I lie. "You look liked you were going to jump out of your seat."

"No, I didn't." He laughs.

"Sure.."

I notice Ashton point to me. He was talking to the boy with the purple hair. The guy he was talking to turns and stares at me.

"Louis, we should go." I tug at his arm.

"They won't hurt us." Louis mutters.

"They are talking about us." I whimper.

"And if they come up here, I will kick their asses." Louis growls.

"Louis, there are four guys, then there's you."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Louis faces me. "You don't think that I could beat them, do you?"

"I never said that. Its just-"

"No. I get it. We should go." He sighs.

"We don't have to go if you don't want to.." I flinch at how irritated Louis sounds.

"No, you wanted to go, so let's go." Louis begins to walk out the door. I follow, slightly ashamed. We walk to the car, he gets in on his side, he doesn't even bother to open the door for me like he used too.

He puts the key into the ignition and the car roars to life. Nobody talked. The car ride was silent, it wasn't a good silence either. It was more like 'I don't want to talk to you' kind of silence.

I look out the window and stare at the sky, its so full of stars. Like its hopefully that tomorrow will be a better day.

I sigh, making sure that Louis heard, and he did, Louis shook his head. At least he still acknowledge me.

We finally pull into the apartment complex. Louis stops his car and sits there.

"You can come in if you want.." I say, while unbuckling my seat belt.

"I don't want to stir up any more drama between your family. I'm just going to go home."

"You can ignore them. You and I are together. They just need time to process it.."

"I just need a break." Louis sighs.

"Okay.. Text me when you get home." I open the door.

"Yeah, whatever."

I shut the door, now hurt, I watch him drive away. I open my door to see everyone was at the dinning table, drinking red wine.

"Rachel!" Liam hugs me.

"Hey Liam."

"Where have you been?" Veronica asked.

"With my friend." I sigh, then get a cup of apple juice.

"Which friend?" She gives me a death glare.

"Why do you care?" I growl.

"Because if it was Louis you are going to be in trouble."

"Veronica stop talking to her like she's a child." Niall sighs.

Veronica gasped and stares at Niall. Here we go again. The big argument over Louis. Its a good thing he decided to go home.

"Is it bad that I'm trying to take care of my little sister?"

"Its not a bad thing, it's just you are being over protective." Niall replies.

"I have all right to be over protective! I have watched her die. I watched all the life she had being sucked away from her. And I'm not watching it happen again!" Veronica cries.

The room falls silent. They know her words are true.