In The Dark

Chapter 4

~ Niall's P.O.V. ~

This is girl is beautiful. She has green eyes, brown flowing hair, and about 5' 6". We walk to my apartment. I quickly unlock it and lead her inside. Her eyes widen.

"It's beautiful!" She gasps. I laugh and lead her to the living room to see the four boys sitting on the couch. They're watching some dumb gossip show. I hate those. The boys hear us and turn around.

"Hey man, who's this?" Harry asks looking her up and down. I send him a death glare and he backs off.

"This is Jocelyn. She'll be hanging out with us for awhile. She lives in the building." She gives a small smile and waves to everyone.

"Hi. I'm Jocelyn as he said. I don't have many friends so this is new for me." She mumbles. I grab her arm and lead her over to the other couch.

"I'm guessing you know who we are?" Louis questions. She smiles and nods.

"I've always liked your music. But I don't really get starstruck. The way I see it is, everyone is the same as everyone else. Were all human beings. Your job is just unique." The boys all nod and laugh.

"So, why don't you tell us a little about yourself?" Liam asks. I look in her eyes and see pain. But it quickly goes away. I glance at the boys and see that they didn't notice. I'll have to ask her about that later.

"Well my full name is Jocelyn Cosette Hastings. I'm eighteen and I've lived here my entire life, I love it here in London. I have one friend named Connor who I've been friends with for a long time. I go to Lincoln High School and I finish in three months. I hate school, but I'm pretty smart I guess. Or at least that's what my teachers say. I love singing and writing songs. I only have one song left because when I was fourteen my dad ripped up my songs and I stopped writing for awhile after that. He left my mom and I when I was fifteen. Since then my mom got a new boyfriend."

I don't know what to say. I wonder why her dad ripped up her songs but I decide not to ask. Not yet. The boys all look at her and smile. But Louis looks confused.

"Why did your dad rip up your songs?" He questioned. I saw the pain flush back into her eyes. I sent him a death glare.

She looked down at her feet and a few tears ran down her cheeks. "I'd rather not talk about it."

I put my arm around her and hugged her. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Are you okay? Can we talk about this later?" She looked up at me and nodded her head.

"Ready to have some fun?!" Harry yelled. We all nodded excitedly. "What should we do?" We all look at each other and think. We have water guns? That would be fun!

"Do you guys have water guns?" Jocelyn asked eagerly. Oh. My. God. She read my mind!

"Hell yeah we do!" Louis yelled. Jocelyn fist pumped the air and high-fived Louis. "Let's make teams!"

"Okay. Louis, Harry, and Lucy against Liam, Zayn, and Niall!" Liam said. We all cheered. "The guns for Louis, Harry, and Jocelyn are in the bedroom! Ours are in the other living room. Rules! Your dead once completely soaked, you can shoot your own teammate but I wouldn't cause if they catch you spraying them you will be automatically killed. The first team to the read flag at the park about two miles from here wins!"

"Three...two.......one...........go!" I yelled. Jocelyn, Harry, and Louis sprinted forward.

~ Jocelyn's P.O.V. ~

"Three...two.......one..........go!" Niall yelled. I sprinted toward the bedroom with Louis and Harry right behind me. I pull up to the door and zoom inside. Harry and Louis make it in seconds after. I can't find our guns any where! I search from corner to corner and I have no luck. I hear footsteps coming from the hall. I quickly close and lock the door.

"Dammit!" I hear Liam yell. I laughed and continued looking.

"Any luck guys?" I questioned Harry and Louis. They sighed.

"No." They answered in unison. I giggled. Oh I got it. They must be under the bed! I can't believe we didn't look there before. I quickly look under the bed and find three loaded water guns. Yes! I grab them and throw them on the bed. Louis and Harry take one. I pick up mine and we peak out the door. I don't see anyone. I quickly shut the door.

"Okay, we need to gear up. They may be headed for the park already! Quickly put on these!" I give them water proof boots. "We need these too!" I hand them walkie-talkies. We sprint out the building and head down the nearest street. I see Niall running into the forest. I quickly chase after him. He jumps over a tree limb and around a corner. I do the same and catch up to him. I spray him with tons of water. He screams.

He turns around to spray me. He gets my leg. I duck behind a pile of dirt. I spray him again and he starts to shiver. He starts to run away but trips over a big stick. I hear a painful scream. I look over to where the noise came from and see Niall holding his leg. I drop my gun and run over. I sit beside him and notice his knee bleeding.

"I'm sorry." I mumble and check to see how bad the cut is. It looks bad. "I don't think you'll need stitches." I lie. He'll definitely need stitches. I help him up and pick up our guns. "Should I give the boys a text and let them know we forfeit?" I ask.

"Why not. I can barely walk right now." He says.

"I'm so sorry." I say. He hugs me and kisses my forehead.

"It's not your fault. I'm clumsy and stupid." I laugh and grab his hand. I take him into his apartment. I bandage up his leg.

"You'll probably have to go to the hospital." I tell him as I finish wrapping his knee. He nods his head. He looks tired. I help him to his room and lay him on the bed.

"Get yourself some sleep." I whisper and cover him up. "I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow." He nods his head again. I touch his arm and he moans. I think I blush. He leans in and kisses me. I pull away quickly.

"I'm sorry." He blushes. I laugh a little.

"It's fine." I secretly liked it. He's really cute. He would make a great boyfriend. What am I thinking? He doesn't like me. The pain is probably affecting his actions. I leave the room and hurry to my apartment. I call Louis.

"Hello?" He answers.

"Hi it's Jocelyn. Niall's asleep in his room. I'm taking him to the hospital tomorrow." I said, growing tired.

"What happened?!" Louis yells.

"He tripped over a big stick in the park and it cut his leg open. He'll need a few stitches." I sighed. I felt horrible. It was all my fault.

"It wasn't your fault." He tried comforting me. I sighed again and headed to the bathroom.

"I'll see you guys in the morning when I pick him up, okay?" I ask silently, staring at my figure in the mirror. I imagine my mother beating me and smashing me against every piece of furniture we owned. It all came back in a horrible memory.

*FLASHBACK*

I ran up the stairs as fast as my feet let me. My mother chased close behind me. I looked behind me and tripped. She caught up with me and grabbed me by my hair. She dragged me to the bathroom. I didn't even scream. As this was expected. She picked me up off the floor and made me look at myself in the mirror. She then grabbed the back of my head and slammed it into the mirror.

That caused me to yelp. My mother laughed as she hit me over and over again. Tears streamed down my face. She dragged my into our living room next. She threw me into the tv and it broke into a million pieces. I cried as she picked me up again.

She thought it would be fun if we went into the kitchen. She threw me against the knives. I felt warm liquid making it's way down my arm. I didn't dare look. I didn't want to see my own blood. What if I can't ever get away. What if I don't ever leave this hell hole? What if I'm stuck here forever?

*END OF FLASHBACK*

( sorry I updated a little late! I've been areally busy! But thanks for reading!(: I love you guys!)