A hard impact brought me back to reality. A strong pair of arms wrapped round me and threw me into the pavement, then they lunged towards me to avoid the oncoming car.
A pair of beautiful brown eyes looked at me.
Who was this man?
This person saved me.
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The next thing I knew was my weight being lifted up in the mans strong arms. Before I could process in my brain what had just happened, he started running with me in his arms bridal-style.
The wind battered against my face as we ran down the pavement. My nose was cold so I burried my face into the strangers chest to hide from the wind.
After about 10 minutes of non-stop running, his pace gradually slowed. I was impressed by his stamina. In PE class back home, I'd always suck at cross country. I could do the 100 meter sprint, and often won. But when it came to long distance I was terrible. My cardio respiratory endurance wasn't great.
My leg stung and throbbed, pain surging from my ankle right up to the top of my thigh. My face wasn't as sore anymore but I could feel it had a couple of cuts and bruises on it.
I felt warmth surround my body and I peeked my head from the strangers chest to see we were in a large house.
I feel like I've been here before.
I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
He carried me to the living room and placed me on a white leather sofa, ever so gently.
There was a warm fire in front and a massive television in the corner. A white fluffy rug laid in the middle of the floor with a glass coffee table on top of it. Woah.. this place was really well furnished.
I turned to look up at the man who looked down on me.
He was beautiful.
He had chocolate brown eyes and thick eyebrows. His lips were plump and pink and his hair was brown and in a quiff.
I quickly moved my gaze to the floor, my cheeks turning red as I realised I must look like a complete fool staring at this man.
He knelt on the floor, staring at me intently. He raised his hand slowly edging it towards my face.
I winced and croaked out a barely audible 'please d-don't hurt me'
His eyes were soft and a crease formed between his eyebrows. His hand rested on my cheek and he wiped away a tear I didn't know was there.
Oh crap, I thought. I tried to stand up, realising my leg was still bleeding a lot. I didnt want to ruin the white leather couch.
'where are you going?' he asked quietly as he noticed my feeble attempt at trying to stand on my feet.
'I don't want to ruin your sofa'
His eyes parted with mine and he looked at the sofa. His eyes widened as he noticed. Oh Lord, im such an idiot.
'Holy shit, you're bleeding.'
He stood up and quickly walked out the room. His head turned back to look at me and he said, 'Stay right there. Don't move'. I did as he asked and stayed lying on my side.
He came back a minute later with a large first aid kit in his arms. He placed it on the glass coffee table before rummaging through it.
He looked confused as he pulled out random objects.
'What are you looking for?' I asked.
'In all honestly... I don't know..'
I let out a small giggle at his response.
'Boys! Come down here, quick!' he shouted.
Boys? you mean theres more than just him living here?
All of a sudden I heard a stampede of footsteps running down the stairs. Laughter and shouts coming from them 'Yes father?' one shouted before they reached the room. More laughs followed.
The laughter stopped as they reached the room. Four boys stood at the door. Four very handsome boys, may I add.
They walked towards us one at a time.
The first had beautiful tanned skin, black hair and brown eyes.
The second had curly brown hair and gorgeous green eyes.
The third had brown hair and blue eyes.. that's a strange combination, but it suited him.
The fourth had blonde hair with darker roots coming through and ocean blu- niall?!?
My jaw dropped as I looked at the fourth boy. He stared straight back at me like a mirror, copying my actions.
'Oh my God, Niall.' I said.
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Behind Closed Doors (Liam Payne fanfiction)
Teen FictionCerys. Your average 17 year old girl who lives in the UK. After losing her family in a series of accidents, what happens when she's made to live with her abusive uncle? Will anyone save her or will she forever be suffering behind closed doors?