-Brelle’s POV-
“Urgh. What the hell?” I moaned. My head was killing me and there was something sticky all over me. I sniffed my arm. “Ew!” I shrieked. I was covered with barf!
I sat up and looked around. “Oh crap.” I mumbled. There was people, trash, and some things better left unidentified. “The day of all days our maid has the day off I mumbled. I sighed and started waking people up, because with this mess, I was going to need all the help I could get.
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“Finally.” I moaned. The place was clean and everyone had gone home. Which left me with just one more question.
Where’s Genevieve?
“VEE? GENEVIEVE?!” I called out. I started going into rooms and looking under stuff to find her. I had searched every room except one. My own. I opened the door slowly.
“Vee?” I whisper-hissed. I gasped. She was sleeping in my bed with someone! “VEE!” I screamed. Her eyes snapped open and she fell out of bed. Oh my gosh. She was only wearing her bra and boy shorts!
“What the hell?” her mystery man mumbled. He turned around and I gasped again. It was Louis Tomlinson! THE Louis Tomlinson! How dare she?! I’ve had a crush on him for months now!
Louis sat up, revealing his shirtless torso. OMG! His abs were rockin’!
“Oh, if it isn’t the birthday girl. Happy Birthday.” He mumbled and he laid back down. I blushed. “T-thanks!” I mumbled.
I gripped Vee’s wrist and pulled her out into the hall.
“What the crap?!” I whispered-screeched. Genevieve looked at me confused. “What?” she yawned. I rolled my eyes angrily. “How the hell could you sleep with Louis Tomlinson?! You know I like him!” I stomped my foot.
“No I didn’t know that Brelle. So you can chill out.” She crossed her arms and glared at me. “Well now you do, so stay away from him!” I snapped. She chuckled and shook her head. “I can’t do that.” She looked at me straight in the eyes. “And why is that?” I glowered. “Because Louis is my boyfriend.” She smirked.
-Genevieve’s POV-
“Because Louis is my boyfriend.” I smirked at Brelle. Her face fell and her eyes filled with rage.
“Get dressed and get out.” Brelle growled.
“Whatever.” I mumbled. I pulled on my skinny jeans and my crop tee and walked over to Louis and I nudged him. He grunted. “Louis wake up we have to leave.” I hissed.
“It’s ok if he wants to stay Vee.” Brelle taunted. I turned and glared at her. I gave him a hard shove and his eyes popped open. “The hell?!” He cried as he caught his balance. “C’mon Louis. We have to go.” I gave him his t-shirt and jeans and pushed him up.
I helped Louis stay balanced as he pulled up his jeans over his converse. He pulled his jacket on and we raced downstairs.
“Bye Louis!” Brelle gushed. I rolled my eyes. Could this girl be anymore pathetic? I mean its Louis Tomlinson, the king of assholes! I walked towards my car, hoping Louis would go to his, but he followed me. “Can I help you?” I hissed. “Rule Two.” He warned. I shook my head and frowned.
“What’s wrong?” I mumbled. “Can I… erm… bum a ride?” he breathed. “Why don’t you just take your car?” I sighed. “Well, I sort of came with Harry and Niall, but they bailed sooo… can I?” he smiled at me. I rolled my eyes. “Fine, get in.” I murmured. He winked and got in.
We rode in silence for a few minutes until I realized I had no idea where he lived.
“Um, Louis? Where the hell do you live?” I questioned.
Louis went pale. Dafuq?
“Just drop me off at the warehouse I can walk from there.” He looked out the window.
“Louis, what’s so hard about me dropping you off? Just tell me your address.” I frowned.
“No Vee. Just do what I say.” Louis growled.
“C’mon Louis I ca-“he cut me off.
“NO GENEVIEVE! GOD JUST DROP ME OFF AT THE DAMN WAREHOUSE AND DON’T FUCKING QUESTION ME!” He shouted at me. I shrunk back and held back tears. “Oh. S-sorry.” I choked out.
“Vee… Look I-I’m sorry…” Louis touched my shoulder. I shrugged him off. “Were here.” I looked out the window.
“FINE THEN BITCH!” Louis shouted. He jumped out of the car and slammed the door.
As soon as he disappeared, I started bawling.
What kind of mess have I gotten myself into?
-Louis’ POV-
That bitch. Why couldn’t she just listen?! I’m only protecting her. If a gorgeous girl like her rolls up into my neighborhood in that kind of car, she’s prone to get raped, mugged, and killed within 3 hours.
I shook my head. She was mine and mine only. Plus I don’t want her hurt. Yeah, I know. The bad boy has a heart, big shocker.
I sighed and took a shortcut through the woods. I bit my lip and walked into my backyard. I walked into my house and sighed. “MUM! DAD! I’M HOME!” I called. My mom appeared from the kitchen smiling. “Hello honey! How was the party?” she took my jacket and hung it up in the small closet by the front door. “Good. I had lots of fun.” I gave her a hug and a kiss on the forehead.
“Hey son.” A gruff voice came from the couch. “Hey dad. Before you ask the party was great and no one got arrested.” I beamed. “Good job son.”
I sat next to him on the couch and played with the zipper on my jacket. “Did you get enough yet?” I whispered. My dad looked down and shook his head. “How much are you short?” I cocked my head. “3K…” he garbled. My jaw dropped. “Dad! The money is due in 3 days! You know what will happen if you don’t pay up!” I hissed. My dad nodded and sighed.
“You know what oyu have to do right?” My dad muttered. I exhaled sharply and nodded. I didn’t want to do it, but I have no choice if I want to keep my family safe.
***AUTHORS NOTE***
Boom! Cliff hanger! I already gave most of my life events in todays earlier update. sooo
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Fanfiction17 year old Genevieve is at her wits end. Her life has been a mess ever since her mother passed away, leaving her with no one but her alcoholic father. But things get worse at her friend, Brelle’s, birthday party. She meets someone, and not in a goo...
