Stay Strong x

Chapter 29

Chapter 29

Vallory POV

"They're totally spooning. Ew, they're naked too!" A voice shrieked, causing me to wake up. My eyes were fluttered open and I realised she was talking about Niall and I. Smiling, I caved into him more, causing his arm to tighten around my waist. I turned my head to face him as one of his eyes opened. "Morning, beautiful." He breathed, pressing warm kissed to my cheek and lips. "That's nasty. God, I don't need to see that when I walk into my room." I turned my head and saw Dakota, standing at the counter as she stared back at me. I giggled and gave her the finger, while I reached for my panties. "That's not a very nice finger! I don't appreciate that at all!" She yelled, causing Niall to chuckle. I was about to get out of bed, but Niall's arms wrapped back around me. "Where do you think you're going?" He whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "The bathroom." I stated. He let me go as I got up, making my way to the toilet. After doing my business and washing my hands, I opened the door and walked out to see Niall stood in only his boxers with Dakota stood infront of him. I bent down to grab a water and took a sip."Ewie. Niall and Toda are getting close." I winked, causing Dakota to blush. "Vallory, it's.." I cut her off.  "I'm just messing with you, calm yo tits." i said giggling. She grabbed her boobs and held her head up.  "No. They can do what they want." I raised my eyebrow at her. I was about to reply, but a knock came at my door. Sighing, I opened the door to a not so happy Louis. "Get dressed, we need to talk." It was just then, that I realized I was in my bra and underwear. Gasping, I hid behind the door. "Okay, hang on" I slowly shut the door and ran to put clothes on. "Where do you think you're going?" Niall breathed in my ear as two strong arms wrapped around me. "Niall, stop. Louis is taking me out. We need to talk stuff over." I mumbled the last part. "About what?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows. I sighed, and brought my lips to his ear. "I promised him that the next time I saw him, I'd tell him my story." I whispered in his ear. He nodded, and held me closer. If that was even possible. "Be careful, okay? I love you." He pressed kisses to my neck and shoulder. "I promise. I love you too." I pressed my lips to his in a short and sweet kiss.  Grabbing my phone. I ran out the door to see Louis let up against the door frame. He offered a small smile and I returned it. "Ready?" I nodded and linked arms with him. "As I'll ever be"

Louis POV

I took her down to the pond that was close to the hotel. I glanced over to Vallory, to see her messing with her shirt. You could tell she was nervous. She truly is beautiful.. The way her brunette hair falls on her shoulders, her brown eyes, the way they sparkled when she was excited, or when she saw Niall. Niall deserved her. I would never look at her as anything more than my sister. I wanted to protect her, in some odd way. She reminded me of my sister, Lottie, who I miss dearly. We walked to the edge of the pond, and I sat down with her following. She rested her head on my shoulder as I held her loosely. I didn't want to rush her into telling me yet, so we just sat in silence, staring at the lake. She sighed, and began talking. "I had a sister, you know." I looked at her in disbelief. "You did?" I asked carefully. She nodded. "Yeah. She was beautiful. Her name was Taylor. She was a lot like you, you would have liked her." she replied. "We were in the car one day. Being loud, singing and dancing. My mom was driving. She turned around to tell us to stop and be quiet, but we didn't listen. She lost control of the car. A truck hit her side, killing her instantly. I was left with a broken leg and my mom was left with bruises. She blamed me for everything. She told me it was my fault that she was dead, and that it should have been me instead. I cried for months. I believed her. I attempted suicide, and cut myself, everyday. My life was hell. I was bullied a lot, too. I took self defence classes, and got into lots of fights. I had a boyfriend. Michael. Biggest mistake of my life. He lead me on, acted like he cared. It was when I got my period that he showed his true colors. He wouldn't text me, or call. He always blew me off. Little that I knew, he was only dating me to get in my pants. I was smart, so I didn't give him anything. He texted me one night, randomly. Saying, "I can't deal with the guilt anymore, we have to break-up. I'm sorry, I cheated on you" he was a prick. Honestly I don't know what I saw in him. My best friend treated me like shit. Constantly putting me down. She made me feel even worse about my self than I ever did. She said I was annoying and that I was too clingy. I was too weird for her. I used to sing too. My mom told me that I was annoying, and I should shut up. So I stopped. I don't sing anymore, I don't play guitar, and I don't write anymore either. Instead I do this to take the pain away." She showed me her wrist as couple more tears slid. I pulled her wrist to my lips and kissed it. I had no idea her life was this bad. "I'm so sorry, Vallory. You don't deserve that. Just know, that you are safe here, with me and the boys. We don't judge. You are free to sing whenever you want. We all love you." I pulled her into me and kissed her head. How was she so strong? How could she go through all that and still manage to put a smile on her face? I envied her for that. She nodded and put her arm back down. "Zayn is the only one that doesn't know the full story, I think, and it will stay that way. Please?" She begged. I offered her a smile which she returned. "Of course its your story to tell not mine." She kissed my cheek and got up. "I'm getting cold, can we go?" She asked. I looked up at her then glanced to the lake. Nodding, I got up and threw a rock into the pond, creating ripples. I took her hand in mine and walked her to the building. "I didn't know you write." I said, breaking the silence. She nodded. " Yeah, I did. Dakota and I would write these stories and read them to each other. She was constantly telling me that mine was better than hers but hers were always better." She sighed. "I miss it, though. My mom told me it was terrible and that I was wasting my time. She never believed in me. Whatever. She doesn't deserve to be in my thoughts. She isn't worth my tears." she smiled at me as she wiped her eyes dry. Someone this beautiful, and this talented, doesn't deserve to go through this. I'm just gad that we got in her in time. We got in the elevator and I pressed floor seven. "Did I tell you I'm dyslexic?" She asked. I shook my head and she sighed. "Well, I am I was diagnosed with that, anxiety, and depressed. Happy days." She said, sarcastically. I tighten my grip on her hand and kissed her forehead. "I know it's tough, love, but please, stay strong." I whispered against her ear, causing her to shiver. "We'll always be there to protect you. Always."