Afriad To Trust

wChapter 10

Hey guys Merry Christmas.I thought I would give you another chapter today. since its Christmas. Here's Chapter 10. Enjoy!

Louis POV

"Breaking news... One Direction have been seen carrying an undentified body into the woods on the bad side of London. What is going on? Are these 5 heartthrobs murderers? Please stay tuned for more info." Said the news lady.

I quickly turned off the TV and took a look around at the boys. They all held the same look on their face. A look of disbelief.

"What the fuck,what the hell was that?" I yelled breaking the silence.

" I don't know mate, but I sure hope Simon didn't see this." says Liam with a hint of calmness in his voice.

As right on cue Liams phone rings. He looks up and give us a scared look before he dismisses himself. Shit its Simon.

"Lads what are we going to do?"asked Niall.

"I don't know mate. I don't  know but we have to do something I can't go to jail. Do you know what they do to people with curly hair in jail?" exclaimed Harry.

" Its okay Hazza I won't let them take you. I would never." I told him.

"Thanks Boo bear I know I can count on you. Harry said as he made his way over to me. He crushes me into a hug.

We heard the padder of feet making their way down the stairs. Shit RosieMarie. I quickly take a sit and turn on the TV to find that the news is replaying the story they had earlier. Shit. I quickly punched in a channel number. And we all sit there as if we have been sitting like this for awhile.  Zayn leans over and says-

" Really Animal Planet Louis." Zayn says in a unapproving tone.

"Yes Zayn now hush." I say irrated.

RosieMaries POV

I shut off the water and wrapped a towel around my scarred body. I opened the shower curtain and stepped out into the cold air. I wipped some of the steam off the mirror and took a long look at myself In the mirror. I looked and saw the same old dull color of hazel brown eyes and the same  monotonous tanish skin. My same boring black hair hanging lose down my back still wet from the shower. My same detained body. my same eyebrows. My same pink lips. Its just all the same. After I had a little self talk I put on the clothes Niall gave me. Damn these sweatpants are comfy. The shirt hung down to my thighs and the sweatapants swallowed my small feet. I didn't except the Irish man to be so tall. I thought I was taller then him. I guess height can be decieving. I opened the door to the guest bathroom and walked through the gorgeous guest bedroom. I walked down the hallway to the stairs, my foot hitting the cold wooden step. As I walked down my feet made a little "pit pat" as I walked down. My foot hit the last step and I calmly walked to the living room remembering where it was from the last time I came down from upstairs. I turned the corner to see 4 now familiar heads just staring straight at the TV. Animal planet? Really guys? I let a small giggle escape my mouth to have my hand quickly cover it, hoping they didn't hear it. Boy was I wrong. Oops.

" Hey Rosie how was your shower?" asked Harry.

How many times do I have to tell them I hate being called Rosie. Pfft boys. 

I smiled a little and said-

"It was good, I was really bloody and disgusting."

Remembering the dried blood on my knuckles and down my chin. I shivered. I've always hated blood.

"yeah you were, now Rosie once Liam gets back we want to talk to you." Zayn said without letting his eyes leave the TV.

I gritted my teeth and was about to say some creative remark before Liam came in and cut me off.