A/N: It’s been so long! I’m sorry! School is so difficult, but someone told me to update! Please enjoy this chapter. I think, that it’s okay. It’s pretty cute at the end. I would like to thank you guys for getting me to 16.7K! I hope to get 20K, I will probably have a contest(: Also! Please let me know in the comments below if I should rewrite this whole fan fiction. The next chapter {fingers crossed} will be up soon because I already have like half of it done(: Please check out my tumblr and enjoy this chapter! Vote, comment, and share it!
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I walk over to the desk at the motel, taking long strides, and swiftly getting there.
“Um. Can I have... like, um, a room... a small room, with just a, um, bed and bathroom?” I say, squeaking and stuttering. He was just so pretty. He was better looking than me! He had a perfectly chiseled chin, stunning blue eyes, flawless hair! How was I supposed to not stutter.
“Uh yea. How many night?” He asks, not even looking up from the front desk computer keyboard.
Way to go Shea. You really impressed him there.
“I don’t know yet. I kind of just ran away from home?” It came out like I was questioning what I had just done. He looks up from the keyboard with wide eyes.
“You did what? How old are you? Oh my godness! I’m going to have to file a report on a minor! Where do you live? Does your mother know?” He starts, firing a bunch of questions and oicking up the phone.
“I’m eighteen,” I say with a stern look, “I can do whatever I want.” He stops mid-dial, and looks at me, with an annoyed look in his eyes. He was starting to annoy me.
“Yea, and I’m the President!” He says, laughing, and continues to dial.
“What?! You don’t believe me?” I’m irritated now, my voice raising.
Why doesn’t he believe me? Is he stupid?
And then I look down and see I’m covered in mud, wet from the rain, and wearing sweats and a tank top.
Okay gotta think quick... drivers license!
“Wait! I can prove it!” I pull out my drivers license and hand it to him. He eyes me suspiciously. He examins my I.D. with eyes so concentrated, I think he might burst.
“Okay, fine. My mistake.” He says sharply, still not completely believing me.
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Shattered {AU Louis Tomlinson}
ФанфикI smiled. I do this every day, yet no one has seen through my lie. This is the story of my life. Putting on that fake smile just so no one knows. But secretly I wish more then anything, that someone will see it; the hurt, the invisible scars, the br...
