My Hope (Louis Tomlinson FanFic) *Completed*

Chapter 4

*Louis' POV*

     "OH MY GOD!" I screamed, looking at the girl's lifeless body at my feet. Harry and I looked at each other with scared expressions before quickly bending down to look at the girl.

     She was a young looking girl with long black hair that was flying out around her head, which was bleeding from the impact of her fall. She was wearing a pair of old ripped up and dirty skinny jeans and a baggy white T-Shirt with old trainers. Bruises covered most of the skin that I could see of, except there wasn't as many bruises as there were cuts on her face. Her ankle was swollen and purple, obviously broken. Regardless of all these injuries, she was beautiful

     "What happened out here?" Paul's voice came from behind us. We glanced back at him before looking at each other again, wondering how to talk our ways out of this one.

     "Well..."

     "You see..."

      "She ran into the door!" we both said. Paul signed and rolled his eyes at us. He walked forward from the stairs we had run down to take a look at her. He took the bag off of her back and opened it.

     "What are you doing? Are you allowed to look through her stuff?" I asked him.

     "I'm looking for some sort of ID. You know, to figure out who she is?" He pointed out. I nodded and looked back down at the girl.

     "What's going on?" Liam asked, kneeling down beside me. A small gasp left his mouth as he looked at the girl. He took her wrist and checked her pulse, which I suppose he found one based off the sigh of releif that came from his mouth.

     "Well...we don't know exactly. We, Harry and I, opened the door, and BOOM! There's a girl on the ground." I said. Liam drew his arm up and smacked the back of my head. "OW!"

     "How could you have been so reckless?" he asked me. I looked down guiltily at the girl, who was still unconscious.

     "There's no ID of any sort in here." Paul groaned in frustration. He stood up and looked around.

     "What are we supposed to do?" asked Zayn. I hadn't realized he and Niall were over here until now.

     "Well...we can't just leave her here, and she needs help..."

     "We could take her back to the bus?" I said/asked. It came out as more of a question.

     "As much as I hate to say this Paul, he may be right. What other options do we have?" Liam said pointedly, gesturing to the girl's unmoving body again.

     "Well...I suppose we ma have to at this point..." Paul hesitated. I rolled my eyes and stood up, only to bend down again to pick the girl up in my arms bridal style.

     "Okay, now where is the bus?" I asked Paul. He pulled out his radio, probably telling the driver to pull around to us.

     "On it's way. You boys have a lot of explaining to do to Simon when he hears about this." Paul crossed his arms.

     "He doesn't have to know?" Harry suggested. Paul just scoffed and rolled his eyes.

     "Yeah right. You boys have to be on the road by midnight tonight tonight and on your way to the airport for America tonight. The other bus is already there for you guys, it's already planned out."

     "Then what are we supposed to do with her?" I asked him. He sighed and dragged his hand down his face.

     "I don't know, yet, Louis. I'm working on it." he sighed again. I could hear the bus coming, and soon enough it turned down the alley where we were. We all climbed on it quickly, with me going slower than the rest as I was carrying a girl in my arms.

     I laid her on the couch of the bus and sat in the chair beside it. The rest of the boys either sat on the ground or on the arms of chairs in he room as Paul took up the other available chair. We sat in silence for a bit before Paul broke it.

     "We're going to have to wait for her to wake up to figure out who she is, but until then, I'm going to get the tour doctor to come take a look at her." We all nodded in response. Paul got up and out of the bus, pulling his phone out along the way. The lads and I still sat in silence as we looked at her.

     "What did you two get us into?" Zayn finally broke it.

     "I don't know, mate."