Hush: A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction

They Don't Know About Us

In the dream, Louis was telling me to hide, to go far away. Then, hooded men captured him. They tortured him, trying to get him to tell them where I was. He never did. He loved me so much that he had died protecting me.

I shot up straight in bed. Screaming and shaking I sat there, unmoving. Louis burst into my room and ran over to me. His big strong arms wrapped around me, holding me close. He stroked my hair, finally getting me to calm down.

"Shh, shh. It's okay baby. I'm here."

"They hurt you," I mumbled.

"Who did baby, I'm fine?"

"My nightmare. You died saving me."

"Hey hey hey, you know what? That would never happen. Whoever would try to get me, I'd kick their ass. You have nothing to worry about okay?"

As Louis started to get up to leave I stopped him.

"Don't go, please stay with me."

Instead of sitting in the chair like I thought he would, Louis walked straight over to me. He laid down next to me and wrapped his arms around me.

"Nobody will ever lay a finger on you. I will always protect you," Louis said. Then he started to softly sing to me. I finally closed my eyes again and fell back into a dreamless sleep.

....

Friday came faster than ever. All of the guys were coming home today, causing me and Louis to go back to our old ways of pretending. They all came into the house and that's when Louis said it. He stood on top of the table and announced,

"Today, you all know that we have a meeting about our next album. Well, I have been working on a song and I want all of you to hear it."

No, no, no. This wasn't happening, not now. Harry was going to find out about me and Louis. Crap, did I still smell like his cologne? I probably did, considering we had slept together every day this week. We never had sex or anything, Louis just was always there with me when I went to bed. He would hold me close and sing to me.

"Why don't we just get this over with so we don't have to do it later," Harry said. We all walked to the back of the house where there was a small recording studio and meeting room. I just sat on a stool in the back of the room with my book, waiting for the news to be let out.

"Okay, so this is the song I've been working on. It's called 'They Don't Know About Us'." I was shocked at how calm he was about all of this. He obviously wasn't as nervous about Harry's reaction as I was. If he was, he did a good job of hiding it. Then he began to sing. His voice was beautiful. While Louis was singing I noticed Harry. His fists were clenched, but he didn't say anything until Louis was done.

"What do you guys think?" Louis asked. It was obvious that he was really proud of the song.

"What the hell was that?!" Harry said.

"What was what?" Louis asked, confused.

"You think I don't know where your little inspiration for that song came from?"

"Harry, it's a song. It was really good," Liam said.

"Good?! He's singing about my sister! This whole time, they've been seeing each other." I felt a tear roll down my cheek. "You've been seeing him haven't you?" He asked, pointing a finger at me angrily. Another tear.

"Harry I-"

"You," he said pointing at Louis. "You did this. Everything was fine with her before she came here. What have you done to my sister?"

"You know what Harry? I'm just gonna say it. I love her. I love your sister, and she loves me. The funny thing is, she wasn't fine before she came here. Because of you. You are so protective that you don't let her live. When she met me she fell in love. I'm sorry if that pisses you off, but too bad."

That's when Harry raised a clenched fist and punched Louis square in the face.

"Harry!" I cried out.

But Louis did the same, he punched Harry in the face as well. I ran over in between the two of them. As I was trying to get my brother away from Louis, he hit me. I felt a large fist collide with the side of my head. My knees buckled and I fell to the ground. I was out, unconscious.