Temporary Fix

Two

I've called Niall at least twenty times in the last four days and he hasn't answered once. I swear he's denied at least half of them within the first ring. This is driving me absolutely insane. All I want to do is reason with him, and he's just being difficult.

The front door to Louis' apartment slams, snapping me out of my thoughts. And now that I think about it, Louis had been out for a while. He's been staying at home with me or taking me out the last couple nights, which is a good change for him. But tonight he said he was going to run some errands. Why did he get home so late?

"Ally!" He shouted from somewhere across the apartment.

"Yeah?" I called.

"Get your ass out here!" He demanded. This surprised me, he hasn't been like this lately. I ran out of his bedroom and into the lounge where he stood. As soon as he saw me his lips pulled into a smirk. He motioned for me to come closer to him, so I did.

Grabbing my waist with force, he pulled me in for a short kiss. He then slowly pushed me back until I was pinned against a wall. He kissed me again, more roughly. It wasn't like Louis to just walk in the door and get sexual. I began to get suspicious once he started attempting to remove my clothing.

"Louis, stop."

"Come on, Babe," I could smell the alcohol on his breath, confirming my suspicions.

"I'm not in the mood," I mumbled, continuously shoving his hands off of my body.

"Well I am," he chuckled coldly. Before I knew it, he swept me off my feet and ran into his room. He threw me on the bed and then once again pinned me down.

"You need to stop! Louis!" I screamed as he only got more heated.

"Baby, please."

"Get the hell off of me!" I shoved him off of me which made him angry. He muttered some sort of insult before getting back on top of me. Before he could kiss me again I slapped him. The look in his eyes was almost innocent for a moment, but anger quickly took over his expression.

"You bitch!" He drags me off the bed and into the kitchen. I just kept screaming and trying to pulled my arm out of his grip. Finally, I just kicked him straight in his 'man pride'. After what seemed like mere seconds, he punched me straight in my cheek. That's when every emotion in me snapped.

"I'm leaving!" Were my last words to Louis before I packed a duffle bag and left his home.

• • • • •

"God, please answer," my phone rang as I walked the streets of London with a duffel bag on my shoulder. It was near midnight and I wasn't sure if I'd have anywhere to sleep tonight. Sleeping on the streets is not something I want to do, because I'm so paranoid something bad would happen.

"Hello?" A tired voice mumbled on the other line. I didn't even realize who I'd called. I was just sort of calling random friends until I got a response. "Hello," The voice said again, "who is this?"

"I- sorry, it's Allison. I just need somewhere to stay, even if it's one night. Please."

"Why, what happened? Yeah you can stay here. But where are you?" Niall spoke, sounding more awake.

"A couple blocks away from Louis' apartment building, by that little shop with the cute things. Remember?" I tried my best to explain to him where I was.

"Yeah, I know where that is. I'm in my car, I'll be there in five."

"Okay, see you then," I said softly before hanging up.

As I waited for him to show up, I sat down in front of the shop next to my bag. Sitting there brought lots of different memories, ones of Niall and I laughing, and ones of Louis and I not getting along so well. Thinking of those Louis things made me remember how much my face was hurting. I still can't believe he would hit me like that.

"Ally, come on," Niall snaps me out of my thoughts as he grabs my bag. I don't respond, I just follow him to his car. As we drive through the busy streets of London, I doze into a much-needed sleep.