One Direction Preferences (Interracial-Bwwm)

Segregation //Louis//

Warning: Will contain racism, racial slurs, and more. If offended by this please do not read.

You were walking down the dark streets of New York city. You would think that since you were not down south you would have gotten a break from racial slurs. Nope, despite being up north, the racial slurs were just as heavily used. You sighed as you pulled your long trench coat around your small frame. Your goal was to just get home and take a shower. All you were thinking about was snuggling in your bed. You turned a corner, sucking in a breath when you saw a group of rowdy teens. You could always just cross the street but you didn't want to seem suspicious. You took a deep breath and decided you would walk pass them. You kept your head down as you got closer to the group.

"Look what we have here, a little monkey." One of them said, noticing you walking closer to them. You clenched your jaw, your small fist clenching as you held onto the straps of your purse tightly. Lord, give me the strength not to sock him in his eyes, you thought to yourself. His friends laughed, now all of them had turned their attention to you.

"Hey charcoal! I'm talking to you. Didn't your parents teach you to be respectful to people higher then you." He growls grabbing your arm. Okay, that was it. He had no right to touch you.

"Get your filthy hands off of me." You seethed yanking your arm free from his hold. He seemed shocked that you did that but recovered quickly.

"Filthy? I'm filthy? Have you looked in the mirror lately?" He stepped closer to you, you could see the anger he held in his eyes for you. You had done nothing to him! You looked around hoping someone would come to your aid, but everyone went about their business, acting as if what was going on wasn't a reality. "I think you need to be taught a lesson, nigger." That word, you hated it. You could already see the tears forming in your eyes as you watched in horror as he lifted his hand ready to strike you. To your surprise it never came.

"Don't you boys have anything better to do then to bother this young lady?" You open your eyes, turning your attention to the honey like voice of the angel who had come to your rescue. Upon meeting his gaze you felt your breath get taken away. He was beautiful! The other boys all ran when they saw who had come to your aid. You had no idea who he was, but he seemed to be a feared person to have everyone shaking like a feather. "The next time I see you taunting anyone else, there will be a severe price to pay. Got that?" He asked the boy. Your little terrorizer nodded his head and scurried off in the direction his friends fled too.

"Are you okay, ma'am?" He asks now giving you his full divided attention. You nodded smoothing your hair down into its ponytail.

"Yes, I am, uh thank you Mr..."

"Tomlinson, Louis Tomlinson."