Help, I'm Innocent. ~A Zayn Malik/Louis Tomlinson Fanfic~

Chapter One: Run

Jessica's P.O.V

There I was, lying on my bed, alone. My brother was playing X-Box upstairs and my parents were in their home-offices. One of my feet was hanging off the side of my twin-sized bed; I kicked it up and down to help pass time. It was a calm, quiet, day. The clouds were dark and the rain had just stopped. But there was no rainbow.

I looked in the corner of my room, my longboard, my beloved longboard. I wish I could go outside. Blasted rain! I sat up and walked over to my longboard, I picked it up and set it on my bed. I sat down beside it as I admired the bright red wheels and the design on the bottom side of it. I played with the wheels using my fingers. I looked over to my penguin pillow-pet who was looking at me funny. "What are you looking at, Mortimer?!" I asked him, he said nothing. "Your silence speaks volumes." I retorted as I went back to my entertainment.

Suddenly I heard the door open. James must be home... I ran upstairs, but abruptly stopped when I heard silverware crashing and drawers being opened and slammed shut. That's not James...I stood there, right in front of the steps. I heard my father run down the stairs. I heard a gunshot. No, no no no, this CANNOT happen! No...No no no...Please no! BANG! BANG! Two more gun shots. I ran up the stairs. I was met with a guy with a black ski-mask, and my mother, father, and Jonathan on the floor. Jonathan is the youngest boy, my twin brother, just heading off to college...I stared at my dead family members and looked at the murderer with horror. My breathing became heavier and my heart started pounding. I was frozen. I didn't know what to do.

The man started lifting his gun, I looked at Jonathan and my parents. Jonathan was barely breathing "Run" he whispered. I ran down the stairs as fast as I could. I heard a click. Thank God, the guns out of ammo. I dashed to my room and grabbed a ten dollar bill that was on my desk, I grabbed my pillow-pet Mortimer and my longboard. I tried to get the window open but it wouldn't work. I heard footsteps. Oh God please no...Please no.. I prayed. The window wouldn't budge. I took my longboard and smashed it into the glass making shards fly everywhere. I repeated until I had enough space to get out. I climbed out of my window with a few cuts. I stood up in the window well and climbed out. It was difficult but I did it. I was shaking. I was running. I put my longboard on the cement once I was on hard ground. I started pushing with my foot, gaining more speed with every push. My hair blew with the wind. Even though I had witnessed murder and was forever being chased by a physco...Longboarding was my escape, well emotionally escape...But today it was literally my escape and saved my life. My house was long out of sight. But not out of mind.

I was riding on the road, money and phone in pocket, pillow-pet in hand. I bet I looked like a dork. Well at least I'm cute. I went into a Gas Station kind of area. There was a black SUV filling up gas. I saw a big man with a scruffy beard and brown hair walk into the store. A lot of commotion was coming out of the vehicle. A tall, tan boy with a towering, black quiff ran out and ran into the store. Whatever. I looked inside the store, they had food...Oh yummy, yummy food. I walked inside and bought some chips, and a 2 liter of soda. I don't get why the bigger ones are cheaper than the smaller ones...It doesn't make sense. I checked out and walked out of the store. I put my longboard on the ground. It was a hassle carrying my pillow pet, coke, chips and longboard at once. Once I stepped on my longboard I was launched off. My back made contact with the ground. I opened my eyes and saw the tan boy above me.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry! Let me help you." He said as he held out his hand. "Thanks a lot." I mumbled. Half sarcastically half not. "Were you being sarcastic?" He asked me "Uhm...I don't really know..." I responded with a chuckle. "I'm Zayn." He introduced himself as he handed me the 2-liter that I had dropped. "Jessica." I responded while nodding. "Why are you longboarding with a pillow-pet in hand?" He asked "Why do you care!?" I snapped back. "Whoa, take it easy. Do you have a place to stay?" He asked "Well...No, I don't." I responded sheepishly "Come with us." He responded "Say what?! No way! I don't even know you!" I retorted "Actually you do, I'm Zayn, remember?" He told me with a smirk. "Have you heard of One Direction?" He asked me "Uh, only a million times, my friend Olivia obsesses over them all the time." I moaned, I honestly do NOT like them "They're OK I guess..." I added "Well, I'm Zayn Malik. I'm in One Direction." He responded. My mouth dropped "So do you want to stay with us or not?" He asked me "Uhm...Well..." They're in a band, it's not like they're going to hurt you... "Sure, what's the worst that could happen?" I responded with a smile. "Alright! Let's head into the van!" He said as he took my longboard "Wait!" I protested "What is it, love?" He asked me "Can I take my longboard, please? It uhm...It means a lot to me." I told him "Oh sure, of course! I'll take your..." He trailed off "Uhm, Mortimer." I said as I handed him the fluffy penguin pillow. "Nice name." He said with a chuckle as he entered the vehicle.

"Guys, this is Jessica, she doesn't have a place to stay so she's gonna stay with us for a day or two, until she has a place to stay." He explained "Hi." I said shyly "Hello!" They all chorused. I looked for an empty seat, "Come here, Jessica!" Zayn said as he patted the seat by him. I smiled and headed to the empty spot. "So Jessica, you longboard I presume?" a curly-haired boy asked me "Oh no, I use this to make pancakes." I told him sarcastically as I held my longboard up a bit and examined it. They all laughed at my statement except Harry "But how does it get so hot?" He asked "It gets all its looks from me." I responded. More laughter filled the air of the vehicle, again, except Harry. "OH I GET IT!" Harry shouted as he started laughing. "I like you." One of them said, he had dirty blond hair and piercing blue eyes "I like you too." I responded with a nod. This might not be so bad after all....

A/N HEY PEOPLES!  This is my third fanfic! Whoop whoop! Check out my others Jump and Who Are You? I hope you liked this! :) And if you would, comment your state or location you want Jessica to be in! :) And ship names! I need them! Lessica? Zessica? Zessie? Lessie? Jouis? Jayn? Whoa, these are much better than "Marry" and "Harie" (If you read Who Are You? You would get it) VOTE COMMENT SHARE! :D ~Hannah