Not Just Any Fan. (Louis Tomlinson)

Stupid glass.

*Belle's P.O.V*

I woke up with a terrible headache, and it didnt help that the sun was shining threw the window like no tomorrow. I sighed and slowly opened my eyes to look around my room, only then I noticed I wasnt in my room. This was a nice and elegant hotel room, with soft white carpet and a beautiful painting on the wall.

The events of last night came rushing back and I let out a small gasp. I couldnt think of any events that happened after the man had me on the ground. What if he took me back to a hotel? What if a phyco found me and is now keeping my hostage?

Okay, breathe Arabelle, breathe.

I took a few deep breaths before taking the blanket off of me and slowly sliding off the bed. My feet felt good against the soft carpet, as I made my way to the door which was opened a crack. I heard the TV coming from down the hall. I quietly made my way down the hallway and peaked around the corner to look into what seemed to be the kitchen. There was a man with blonde hair standing over the counter, eating and a boy with a shaved head standing beside him. 

I slowly back away, only to run into something hard and muscular. A chest. "Shit." I mumbled and quickly turned to back away from the person, but stopped when I realized who it was. Right infront of my was Harry Styles who had nothing but a towel around his waist. 

He smirked his signature smirk, "Hello love." He said, and I raised an eyebrow at him. "Louis! Your girls awake." There was a bang from another room down the hall and Louis walked out in his sleep clothes. He gave me a weak smile which I didnt return.

"Why the fuck am I here?" I asked, staring at them both. Harry pointed at Louis, who sighed and took a few steps closer, and I backed away. "I think we should talk.." He said holding his hand out for me. I stared at it, not sure if I should take it or run away. I hesidantly took Louis hand, he smiled and pulled my back to the room I woke up in. He motioned for me to sit on the bed, which I did as he shut the door.

"So.. Why am I here?" I asked again. "The last thing I remember is.. is uh-" I struggled to find the words and Louis gave me another weak smile. "Is being knocked out in alley?" I looked up at him and nodded. He took a deep breath before speaking, "I saw him ontop of you.. And I- I just reacted. I knew you were in trouble. "

I sat there staring at him. He saved me. 

He saved me..

I lost control over my body and I threw my arms around Louis neck. I hugged him as tight as I could, and I didnt expect him to hug back, but he did. I never thought it would feel this good to get a hug from someone. It wasnt until this moment I realised it had been a very long time since I had gotten a real hug.

Someone cleared their throat and I let go of Louis to see Niall Horan standing in the doorway. "Sorry to interupt, but Lou, El is in the living room.." Louis gave him a smile, but it didnt reach his eyes. "I'll be back." He told me before walking past Niall, and out of the room. 

Niall didnt follow him though, he simply walked over and laid on the bed. "Hello! I'm Niall." He said, giving me a huge smile. I couldnt help but smile back, "Hi, I'm Arabelle, but you can call me Belle if you'd like."

"Did you tell Louis your name?" He asked and I realised I hadnt. I didnt that day at the store and I didnt earlier. "Erm, no I didnt actually." I said, shrugging my shoulder. Before I knew it Niall jumped up, and started running out of the room. "Lou! I got her name before you! Zayn give me my money!" I smiled.

I sat in the room for a few minutes, not sure if I should go out or not. To be honest all I wanted to do was go home and see my girls. I slid off the bed and slowly made my way down the hall. I was trying to get by unnoticed, but that plan failed when I tripped over a coffee table. "Shit." I hissed as a glass fell to the floor and shattered.

"Whoa.." I looked up and saw Liam, his mouth hung open as he noticed the broken glass. "Okay babe, dont move." He said before disapearing around the corned. I waited, and since I was bare foot I couldnt really go anywhere without getting glass in my foot. 

Liam came back with a pair of sneakers on, "Alright, I'm just gonna.." He trailed off as he walked over to me. I didnt really know what he was doing until he lifted me off the ground, carrying me bridal-style. He took me out of the hallway then set me down.

"Uh thank you.." I mumbled, looking at the ground trying to hide my red face. Dont judge me, I bet your dumb ass would blush to if a memeber of the biggest boyband picked you up. I heard him chuckle before looking towards the kitchen, I nodded and we started walking. 

"So what would you like to eat..." He trailed off, a sign he wanted to know my name. "Arabelle, but Belle if you prefer." I smiled. I think I say that sentece ten times a week. He smiled and  nodded his head, "What would you like to eat, Belle?" He asked.

I sat on a stool and looked around. "Whatever you wanna make me, Liam." I said, cheekily. 

Wow.. This was going to be a weird morning.