The Rich and Poor 》 l.t Book 1 ✅

Chapter Four

-Isabella's POV-

It's been about a week since I met Louis and his friend Harry and I wanted to call him so badly but I couldn't, I didn't want to let him know I didn't have a phone and I couldn't call off the house phone I'd get yelled at, I couldn't use a pay phone either. We're broke as it is without me making phone calls to boys I don't even know. I was cooking tea for dad and myself. Thank god, but then out of no where I felt hands on my waist and pulled me into them. They played with my hair in a disturbing way and whispered in my ear. I was really scared, but I kept cool and continued cooking. I was sneaking out tonight, I was going to find Louis's place. I needed to see him again. Even though I just met him and I am still scared of males I felt like I could trust him. 

I handed the plates to the two males and excused myself, saying I wasn't hungry. Which was sort of true, I've got into a bad eating style so I don't need to eat. I went into my room and then climbed out my window, being as quiet as I could and then I ran. I ran as fast as I could away. I didn't know where I was going I couldn't remember the way to his house, it was raining and I was concentrating on him not going to hurt me but I am now nearly 100% sure he won't hurt me.

I stopped my running, getting short off breath. I started walking and realised I was in the same area as Louis lives. Okay now just to find his car, or a familiar house.

I wandered the streets getting looks from people in their houses. Snobby bitches. I soon found the biggest house, which I knew was Louis. I got up to the front door and I knocked. I waited a few minutes and knocked again. Then within a minute Louis was standing in front of me in shorts and a tank top. His body and face covered in light sweat and his hair dishelved.

"Isabella?" he asked.

"hi Louis" I said, my breath still not really even. 

"W-what are you doing here? What happened to your face?" shit I forgot my face was still bruised. 

"I-I needed to see you. To talk"

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I can't"

"Oh. Come in" he said stepping aside to let me in. He closed the door and left me a lone for a minute, but came back with a towel wrapped around his neck, he wiped his face with it then dumped it on a chair. I wondered where his parents were. I actually wondered how old he was.

"Sorry I didn't come earlier, I was in the gym." he explained. I nodded. "What's wrong why are you here so late?"

"I just can't be at home anymore. I had to leave, the other day, because I'd be in trouble, I'll still be in trouble but I can't- I just can't" I said nearly crying.

"Hey, don't cry. Just tell me what happened." I took a deep breath then I started explaining half of the story, well maybe just part. 

"My dad beats me. That's what happened to my face, and other parts. He's absusive and he's a drunk and gambles. We're really poor, so I can't afford much, close to nothing, especially when he gambles." Louis face was shocked, I mean a rich kid, this would never happen to him. 

"How often does this happen?" 

"I don't know, a lot" tears started pricking at my eyes remembering all the things that has happened to me, things that I couldn't tell him yet. 

"You can stay here, with me. I promise I won't hurt you" he said. 

"No, I can't intrude."

"Isabella please, I don't want to see you hurt anymore" he said, he came and sat closer to me. His hands rested on my legs but I squirmed and he took them off. 

"Louis. How old are you?"

"I'm eighteen in December. How about you" he kindly said. 

"I-I turned seventeen the day you first saw me"

"Well, since that is sorted, you can take a shower and I'll get clothes for you." I nodded. He took me back to his bedroom and to his ajoining bathroom, I went in and stripped down and took a shower. I haven't felt this relaxed or felt this great in ages. I do have showers but you can imagine the type of shower I have back at home compared to this one.

I got out after I don't know how long and I dried my self the best I could. I wrapped the towel around me and I left the bathroom to Louis's room. He smiled when he saw me, he came closer and handed me some clothes, I was a little confused at where he got these. It was girls clothes and they surely weren't his mum's.

"You remember Harry?" I nodded. "He came to drop some of his sisters clothes off. He's sorry about the other week," I smiled and went back to change.

When I got into the clothes I was a little surprised they were long pants and a baggy shirt. I really thought girls would have short shorts and tank tops as pyjama's but who knows. I left to go back to Louis room, and he had changed and showered too. 

"It's late so I'm thinking I might go to sleep. Would you like me to show you to a room?"

"Um. Could I stay here?" I asked quietly. 

"Uh, sure." I didn't understand what he meant. Didn't he really want me here? "Hey, I want you here, I just don't get what you mean."

"I want to stay here, with you" I explained properly. 

He nodded, he let me climb into his bed, which was massive, I've never seen one that big, and it was so comfortable. He climbed into his bed after me, wearing only sweats. I faced him with the covers pulled up to my chin and sleep hit me like a brick, I didn't even catch the last words he said to me. 

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When I woke up I had no idea how long I'd slept for, my eyes ajusted to the light in the room and I saw Louis wasn't next to me. I didn't know whether to feel sad about that or happy. Wait why would I feel happy? I wanted him there. I shook the feelings off and climbed out of the big bed that was so comfortable I didin't actually want to leave. 

I exited his room and looked left then right, which way do I go? I decided on left, and I made the right choice, I saw the living room and Louis sitting with a few other people, I continued slowly walking and he must have heard me because he got up and came over to me. 

"You okay?" he asked. I nodded and tried to have a look at who was there with him. 

"Who's here?" I asked quietly. He smiled and took my hand. 

"Harry you remember Isabella? Isabella this is Bri, she's new to this area and dates Harry" I think he was teasing them in the last bit because Harry gave him a playful, evil glare.

"It's nice to meet you" Bri said to me. 

"Y-you too" I stuttered. "Hey Lou, what's the time?"

"Midday" he replied. Crap I slept nearly all day. 

"I brought some clothes over, I thought you might like something like this." Bri said handing me a nice top and a pair shorts, which was accompainied by converse. 

"Thanks" I smiled taking them off her. 

"Do you need me to come with you or are you okay?" Louis asked me. 

"I-I'll be fine." he nodded and left me to go get dressed. 

I walked into his room and stripped off the pyjama's I got given, I slipped on the shorts and shirt, I looked in the mirror and I looked normal, like an average girl, I didn't even look better than what I did before. I pulled my fingers through my hair I put the shoes on. I walked back out the same way I did before and Louis just looked at me and smiled widely.

I felt strangely uncomfortable, his smile wasn't evil, or scum, it was nice. A caring one, one that showed that he wouldn't hurt anyone at all. 

"You look great" He said. 

"Yeah you do" Harry said and Bri playfully smacked him. "Ow, hey. I'm allowed to give a compliment. Besides you are beautiful" Harry said and kissing Bri, which she giggled through. 

"What do you want to do today. We have the house to ourselves." Louis said expanding his arms out to exagrate his sentence. 

"I don't know. But I am feeling a little hungry." I said. 

"Why don't you two get some food and Bri and I will go and get some movies" Harry said. Louis looked over at me to see if I was okay with it, I nodded to let him know I was. I've never had something cooked for me, ever. 

Louis took me to the kitchen and picked me up and sat me on the counter, which I found a little odd. I was now the same height as him, and he looked into my eyes with all this feeling. Keep it cool Isabella. 

"So what do you want?" he asked.

"Surprise me" I said. He chuckled and went off to find something for me. The one thought was still with his parents. Where were they? "Hey Lou. Where's your parents?"

"Oh they're away for buisness until school starts. So about two weeks." Louis said, I nodded. I only went to school for a little bit, that was until dad couldn't pay to keep me there, so they kicked me out.

He finished making me a sandwhich that was monsterous and I wondered if I'd eat it all, but I had a slight feeling I would. He helped me down then took me to the living room where Harry and Bri sat cuddled up together waiting for us. They were so cute together. I hope I can find that with someone one day. 

I took a seat next to Louis, enjoying the sandwhich he made me and when I finished Louis pulled me close to his side and cuddled up to him. I don't know why, maybe it was just instinct to? 

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After a long day of watching movies Harry and Bri left, seperately I think. Louis looked at me as he came back from the front door, waving goodbye to his friends. 

"Would you like to go home?" he said even though I knew he didn't want me to go back there. 

"I would actually like to stay here." I said, finding my self blushing. 

"Well I'm tired," he said. I guess that was an invite for me to join him

"Give me a minute?" he asked before I walked into his room again. "Unless you really want to watch me change" I laughed and he closed door. I waited a minute and he opened the door again, I walked in and sat on his bed, I was still in my clothes, still to get changed and he left me to do so. There's something different about him. 

When he came back in I was just sitting crossed legged on his bed, he came and joined me, but seemed a little different. Like his mind was on something else. He looked at me, and I was actually smiling, which made him give a half smile. He leant in closer and closer, he was going to kiss me, no, no no. I turned my head and he kissed my cheek. 

"Sorry. I-I-" I didn't know what to say. I just don't want to be kissed, the last time that happened it was so rough, he bit my lip because I wasn't letting him do what he wanted. 

"Bella. I know you've been through a lot. I know there's more then what you've told me, but I won't hurt you. You'll learn that not everyone is the same" he said. A tear slid down my cheek and he wiped it away. We both climbed into bed and I fell asleep again instantly.

A/N aww. What do you think? Is it good? What do you think of Louis and Isabella? Dedication for the best ship name :)

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