"Tell me a lie" Louis Tomlinson

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-Chapter one-

“ONE DIRECTION”

“ONE DIRECTION”

“ONE DIRECTION” I chanted along with the throngs of other screaming girls, outside their flat. Yes someone had leaked their address onto Tumblr and now there was around 30-40 people all of which were deranged teenage girls with the groups faces and “one direction” scrawled around their bodies… one girl was dressed as a carrot. 

“Hey, Cass I feel bad we shouldn’t be here don’t you think they will be pissed when they get here and see all these crazy girls and the one place they come to be away from it all?” I pulled at one of the girls I had met when I got here a couple of hours ago, she was one of the worst ones, and she had “I LOVE HARRY” written on her face. 

“Chill Annie”

“ALLIE”

“Whatever don’t you want to meet the boys? Why are you here?” she shrugged and pushed to the front of the crowd. She had a point, I too was here to see the boys but the more I stood here in the freezing conditions looking up at their supposed window and the occasional shadow passed I grew more and more embarrassed at how stupid we must have looked to everyone else, who would stalk their celebrity crush to the point where they would be stood outside their house 3 days from Christmas in the snow.

“Ok I’m leaving” I sighed… I really did want to meet One Direction but this was crazy.

I turned to leave when the already loud screams turned ear-splitting. My initial thought was ‘OMG ONE DIRECTION HAVE ACTUALLY COME OUT TO MEET US… screw morals’  then I saw I burly looking man with a loudspeaker:  

“ONE DIRECTION ARE NOT HERE, LEAVE NOW THE POLICE HAVE BEEN CALLED!” 

Oh shit. 

I guess that was everyone else’s thought too because in less than two minutes the area was deserted just leaving a scatter of paper, signs and oddly enough a bra. I turned around to leave I guess today wasn’t the day I would meet One Direction.  

I turned into a narrow alleyway and immediately regretted my decision. Further along this dimly lit alley was a group of hooded figures. 

What do I do?

What do I do, I can turn back I’m already half way down it. Ok just keep calm and keep your head down. Don’t make eye contact I told myself… and it worked… for about 5 seconds.

“Hey Gurrrllyyy.” One of them shouted. I kept shuffling along. 

“Heeyyy”

“OI BITCH! I DONT LIKE TO BE IGNORED” He yelled and yanked me back by my arm. I turned and faced them, there was three of them all built like a bus. I could still out run them I told myself… if it came to that. 

” Heyy” His voice softened as he lent into me obviously drunk, his breath was rancid, he could barely stand up.

“Hi” I squeaked cursing myself for looking and sounding like a 13 year old. 

“That’s a nice phone you have...” 

I started to inch myself around them trying to find a gap to run through. 

” Ah ah ah where are you going honey?” his face suddenly hardened “GIVE ME THAT PHONE” 

That’s when I spotted it- My escape! 

I kicked him where it would hurt him the most and took off back down the alley as fast as I could, unfortunately my lack of coordination kicked in and I tripped over something or the other, and they caught up. 

Oh shit.

“You shouldn’t have done that” one of his ‘henchmen ‘laughed... and pulled out a knife.  

A KNIFE. 

OH SHIT! I’m so screwed; this really isn’t my day is it? 

“Please… let me go” I tried for the begging approach.

“Phone. NOW” He wrenched me off the floor and slammed me into a damp fence. Not that it made much different I was already soaked through thanks to my snow nap a second ago. I groaned in pain that was going to hurt in the morning. 

“Look you seem like nice guys, please let me go and I won’t say anything about this.” and the second those words left my mouth I cursed myself.

“Well well, Gurlys got a backbone? Are you threatening us?” He laughed with his fellow thugs.

Then turned and swiftly struck me in the side… with the knife. It took me a moment to register what was happening, what the red spatters blossoming on my shirt and the surrounding snow was. It was as though I was watching the scene from a parallel universe and it was happening to my Doppelgänger. However the searing pain was all too real. 

“Dudeee what have you done?” stammered one of the henchmen. Their laughs a distant memory in their now distressed faces. “We weren’t actually going to hurt the girl. You stabbed a little kid!” 

The henchmen turned on their heels and ran, well stumbled away. My attacker stooped down to the ground where I was now sprawled, and snatched my phone then also took off running. 

Fuck my life. 

“Help” I squeaked.

Silence.

“HELP!” 

I started to pull myself up… every move caused agony to my left side. Although it seemed as though the knife missed anything important since I wasn’t dead yet, if I continued to bleed like that then I probably would be. Every step was getting harder and harder and I fell over every other step so getting to the open road took a while. I didn’t know where to go; the once filled street was empty in the dim view of the street light.

“Help… please” I started sobbing; I knew I was a goner I had black spots appearing in front of my eyes. 

No. I thought, I can’t stop now. I wobbled forward and made it to the door of the block of apartments. I slammed my blood covered hand on the intercom buttons. 

BZZZZ. 

I pushed through the door, and collapsed, my legs losing all functionality. I shook my head trying to clear my vision and blinked a few times.  I dragged myself up 3 steps and that was it I couldn’t move and fell back down. All I could feel was the pain.

“Help…” Please. 

Just then I heard a noise. Footsteps on the stairs

“Lou … I can’t believe we are stuck on take out duty…. again” The steps drew nearer.

“Help” I managed a whisper.  

“Quit moaning Lili you know you love our dinner runs…” The voice suddenly faded away.

“HOLY SHIT! LIAM GET DOWN HERE!” The voice sounded alarmed.

I finally recognised the sweet voice. He ran down to my side closely followed by... Liam I think. I couldn’t see much as the spots in my vision grew larger. 

“Holy crap, what’s happened? Liam call an ambulance!” 

I heard shuffling around and he pulled my head into his lap. Lightly shaking me.

” Come on, stay with me...” He groaned in frustration as my eyes threatened to roll back in my head. ” Ok sweetie tell me your name” I couldn’t reply, and that’s what starts the tears. “Ssh Ssh don’t cry.” 

Just then the ambulance crew arrived and shoved him away. 

“Louis?” I tried to hold onto his arm. 

Then everything went black.

This is my first attempt at a story. So be kind :)

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