I Fell In Love With A Criminal (AU) {Punk! Louis!}

Chapter 3

Okay hi. I'm really terrible because I haven't updated this in a while. But I'm updating now and that's all that matters! Enjoy!

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Louis' POV

After I left Dani's room I went to my bedroom and crashed onto my bed. I couldn't help but think of how innocent she looked.

Her dark brown eyes looked into my turquoise ones with such innocence and confusion, and I couldn't help but think of how beautiful that little feature made her. She is possibly the most exquisite human being I have ever laid eyes on.

The way her long, curly brown hair cascades down her shoulder and just above her breast. The way her slightly tan skin shines in the sunlight so gracefully. The way her eyes sparkle and shine when she heard that Chelsea was okay. I can't help but want her eyes to do that whenever she sees me.

But instead I got the evil and angry look that blacken her eyes, but it still shows how uniquely flawless she is.

'What are you thinking, Louis?! You aren't supposed to think about this worthless girl like this! She is just going to be your slave in a matter of time.' My conscious told me. It's right though, I need to snap out of it before I get hurt, like the last time.

'Let's not think about that, Louis.' I thought. I shook my head to erase those thoughts out my mind and walked to the kitchen to get some food.

Danielle's POV

Cold, scared, tired, worried, uncomfortable.

Those are the only things I feel right now. My room is probably 60 degrees F, I'm scared of these mass murders, I haven't been able to sleep properly, I'm worried for out of my mind for me and my best friend, and I'm completely uncomfortable where I am.

I'd rather be sitting in a tour bus for hours on end trying to get from one coast to the other, which is completely boring and makes you want to go absolutely nutty, believe me. I just wish I was back at my lovely apartment, where I can watch soccer all day and eat whatever I want.

But I'm sitting on an uncomfortable bed, that has no sheets on it might I add, staring off into space, thinking about things I could be doing right know, and also thinking about what has happened to me since I woke up.

Suddenly the door opened an in came a face I haven't seen in person, but I've sure seen it on the news.

"Liam Payne?" I asked him. I then felt a stinging and painful sensation in the right side of my face.... He slapped me.

"You aren't to speak unless spoke to. Understood?" He said. I nodded my head vigorously.

"ANSWER IN WORDS SLAVE!" He screamed.

"Yes..."

"Yes?"

"Yes, sir."

"That's better." He said, then smiled evilly. I have a really bad feeling right now...

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