The Story of Her Life

The Story of Her Life: 4

The three decided to be nice and let her in.

"How can we be sure that this isn't you?" Niall asked without looking up from the picture.

"Because the face shape is different, her name is Chealsi and my name is Eli, and this is my brother." she took a picture of a seven year old boy with blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Your name is Eli?"

"Yeah."

"Isn't that a guy's name?"

"Well it's short for Elizabeth, but I don't want to be call Elizabeth, Elli, or Lizzi."

"Where do you live?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"You know where we are, so it seems pretty fair."

"Well life isn't fair, pretty boy." Niall tried to look down at her, but failed because she was taller than he was.

She sighed. "I live in Dove River."

"Dove river?" Louis looked strait at her. "That's nearly thirty minutes away. You said you ran here?"

"Yeah. It took like, ten minutes." the three looked astonished.

"What?" Harry was looking down at her, barely, confused. She just stared at him. She decided that she wasn't going to repeat herself.

"Just sign this." she held out the book, again.

"Why should we?"

"Remember what I said earlier? I wasn't lying." they were taken back by the comment.

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He woke up and looked at the digital clock next to him. 10:39. He climbed out of bed, and headed to her room.

The lamp was on, but she wasn't in there.

"Eli, where are you?" he looked around the room and in the bathroom, but he didn't find her. He went back into her bedroom and sat on her bed.

He curled up in a little ball under the covers and went to sleep, so that he would be there when she got back.

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"Is that a threat?" he was scared but didn't show it, or he hoped he wasn't showing it.

"No, it's a promise." she was quite sure of herself. She was, not to brag, a wonderful actor. But they should be scared of her. She meant every word she said. She acted all the time, but she never lied.

They gasped because they didn't believe it, but they believed it.

"You wouldn't? " he was unsure of himself. She probably would.

She just laughed. It amused her, really. She didn't think she would get this far. They didn't reply.

She walked over and sat on the couch. She never lost her seriousness. "The offer still stands, and..I'm not leaving until we come to an agreement." she took off her jacket and slung it over the arm of the couch.

12:30, she was still there, sitting on the couch, waiting.

"Guys we've got to get some sleep." Louis stood up.

"Yeah" Niall did the same. They both looked down at Harry.

"Don't worry. I'll stay, and keep an eye on her."

"Whatever, I'm going to sleep." Niall walked out of the room.

"Are you sure?" Louis looked down at him.

"Yeah, I mean how much damage could she really do?" he immediately regretted what he said, but Louis was already walking out of the room.

He looked at her. She stared back. It creeped him out, she had the kind of eyes that seemed to look into your soul, and read your mind.

"Hey" she didn't reply. Multiple times he tried to start a conversation, so he wouldn't fall asleep, but every time she would keep silent.