Cause I Can Love You More Than This.

Chapter 2

Louis' P.O.V.

I heard a knock on my door and got up. I headed toward the door and heard a faint crying sound. Was that Taylor? I opened the door and there she was. My princess, crying, covered in bruises and blood.

"TayTay, what happened?" I asked. I was worried about her. I was in love with her, though she may or may not be taken. She was crying and I pulled her into my arms. I didn't care if I got any blood on me or not.

I walked her inside and closed the door. She was trying to calm down. "Did Brian do this to you?" I asked. She sniffled, trying to calm down. "Yes," she said. "I finally got out of the relationship and he blew up on me. It's over this time. I'm sure of it," she said crying. "I'm proud of you. You finally got out if it," I said. She pulled off a weak grin.

She was still crying and I felt her skin. She was freezing. "Did you walk here?" I asked. She nodded trying to calm down. I walked her into the bathroom and propped her up on to the counter. I grabbed the first aid kit and opened it up.

I grabbed the bottle of disinfectant and cotton. "I'm going to warn you, this might sting a bit," I said. "Go ahead," she said. I started cleaning her cuts and she never even winced. I grabbed the bandages and wrapped up her cuts. I started wiping the blood off of her.

"What happened between you and Brian?" I asked. She still had tears in her eyes and they came pouring out.

"He came home and I said we needed to talk. He told me to turn the heat up, which he didn't pay for. I told said that he never paid the bill and got a few hits. He told me to stop blaming him for my dumb mistakes. I told him we were done and I got the beating of a life time. I blacked out. When I woke up, he screamed in my face and then I came here," she said crying.

"Shhhh.... it's ok Taylor. Your safe now," I said as I hugged her. I picked her up and carried her into the living room. I sat her on my lap as she cried. "Please stop crying. I can't stand seeing you so sad," I begged.

"I'm not crying because I'm sad," she managed to get out. "Then why are you crying?" I asked. "I'm scared. He told me that I would get what I deserved. That and the pain doesn't help," she choked out. I kissed her head. "I won't let him hurt you ever again. I will protect you as long as I live," I said. Oh my god did I really just say that!?

"Thank you Superman. You are my hero," she joked in tears. I smiled. "Can I stay here for a little while Lou?" she asked. "Of course you can. Stay as long as you need," I said. She hugged me. "Thank you Louis. I owe you," she said. "No prob and you owe me nothing," I said.

She rested her head on my shoulder. She suddenly started to shiver. "You ok?" I asked. She nodded. "Just cold. "

I grabbed the blanket at the end of the couch and wrapped her up. While doing so, I found a scar on her arm. I traced it with my fingers. "What's this?" I asked. She looked down, acting like I said nothing.

"Brian did this didn't he?" I asked kinda pissed off. She nodded. "When did this happen?" I asked. "A-about th-three m-months ag-go," she stuttered. She couldn't stand seeing me mad. I clenched my fists and tried not to blow up. "L-Louis pl-please d-don't fr-freak o-out-t," she begged.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. It was hard but I was managing to keep calm. I didn't want Taylor to get upset anymore than she already was. She kissed my forehead, which. helped a bit. "Do you want to know

what happened?" she asked.

I looked at her and she took a shaky breath. "He and I were fighting again. I don't remember why but we were. He threw me into a flat screen and it shattered. I was electrocuted and glass was in my arm. He used the glass to cut all down my arm and it scarred," she said.

I forced the anger to stay down and tried to comfort her. "I know that your pissed," she said. "I'm sorry about all that shit he put you through," I said. "Me two," she said.

We sat there talking for hours until we heard a knock at the door. I got up and opened it.

"Hello mother fuckers".