Forever And Always. ~ Cimorelli Fanfiction.

Chapter One: Meeting Him.

*Lisa's POV*

Crap. They found me.

Before I could run, a car hit me, well almost hit me, but it didn't.

The railings broke, and I screamed as I fell from the bridge.

I thought I was going to die.

I hear Lauren and Dani scream my name. 

And then I splashed into the river.

Until someone caught me.

He carried me under the bridge, we were still in the river, soaked.

He put his finger to my lip indicating me to keep quiet and I nodded.

Who was this guy?

I examined him, he had the dreamiest blue eyes, and black hair. 

He was really muscular and strong.

He smirked and I blushed being caught staring at him.

His smile melted my heart, honestly.

After a while, it was quiet.

Then all was black, i couldn't see anything, but I could feel the cold night air gushing against my skin.

Then I didn't remember anything.

*1 Hour Later*

*Lisa's POV*

I woke up in a dark room, and there was light coming out of the fire.

I looked around, and realized I didn't know where I was.

Oh yeah, I ran away from Lauren and Dani and home.

I didn't remember anything.

I tried to get up and managed to walk over to the door.

I opened it, revealing a very long and huge hall.

It was warm inside.

I walked around.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" I called out, a bit frightened.

"Oh, I see you're awake." Someone said from the back.

I turned around to see a guy with dirty blond hair, and blue eyes.

"Where am I?" I asked, taking a step back.

"Let's just talk inside," He said quietly and led me into the room.

We went inside and we sat on the bed.

"How did I get here? And where am I exactly?" I asked, trying to be polite.

"My brother brought you here after you splashed into the lake." He explained.

"And you're now in our mansion." He said.

"Oh, where is your brother? i need to thank him." I said, worried.

"He's at his room, resting. He sprained his ankle earlier while saving you." The guy said.

"Dear God, I'm so sorry," I said.

"It's fine. Anyway, I'm Lucas." He said, smiling.

We shook hands.

"I'm Lisa, nice to meet you, and thanks. How old are you Lucas?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm 18." He smiled.

"Cool. How many siblings do you guys have?" I asked.

"We have 7. Me, my older twin brohers, two younger brothers, and two sisters." He smiled.