Louis: Your POV
You're sitting in the bedroom of your flat when you hear the door open. Cautiously, you sit up and creep out the door. You are about halfway down the stairs, when you notice a masked man in your living room. Well, you thought, that's definitely not Louis. He looks up at the stairs, sees you there, and a small high-pitched squeak escapes your lips. The man growls, "Get down the stairs. NOW!" Terrified, you descend.
The man pulls you tightly against his chest, his lips moving towards your neck, when a loud knock is heard from the door. "Sweetheart?" It's Louis, your boyfriend. The man whispers, "Tell him to not come in." Your shaky voice responds with, "Lou? Y-Y-Y-You c-c-can't come in right now."
"Why not?" The man growls in your ear, "Don't move. I'm going to the bathroom." The second he's disappeared, you sprint to the door and unlock it, facing a smiling Louis. His face falls when he notices your terrified expression. "Baby, what's wrong?" Louis asks, pulling you into a hug.
You hiccup and just as you're about to respond, you hear a voice coming down the stairs. "You didn't move did you?"
Louis's POV
After hearing the voice, Y/n buries her face in my shirt. A masked man appears from the bottom of the stairs and stalks toward us. I gently nudge Y/n behind me and stare the man down. In response, he leaps forward, trying hard to take me down with only one weak punch, which I dodge easily. After several minutes, the man decides to leave or he'll have to risk seeing more of my wrath. I turn around to see Y/n cowering against the wall.
I open my arms and Y/n runs into them. I hold Y/n as she curls up in my arms, and whisper, "It's okay now. It's okay, baby girl. The rest of the night, it's just you and me, yeah?" At my words, Y/n nods, her forehead rubbing gently against my shirt.
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