Posh||l.t [short story]

Runaways~T H R E E

" Louis William Tomlinson, what the hell are you doing?" Trent shouted right when the door had shut. Louis had balled his fists up and saw the confusion laced into his father's eyes.

But, he just cant help it, he's drawn to music, he wants to make his own empire and explore on his own. It's like with Elaine, he didn't want to fall in love, but he just. . . did.

" I'm not doing anything! Is it so bad that I would like to become an artist? Do I really embarrass you that much? Well I don't care!" He snapped back and his father was wildly confused.

" Louis, I just want you to make an easy living, I don't want to see you get hurt." But the way he said it made Louis think it wasn't about his career choice anymore.

" You've been distant lately, You'll lock yourself up in your room and literally wont come out till Saturday night, it worries me. I know I'm always busy, and your mother's not here anymore but that doesn't mean that I don't care about you. Don't you have friends over when I'm gone?"

It was the most asked question, did he have friends? Well he's never had a true friend, just acquaintances, everyone who's tried to be his friend only wanted to have some insight on his father's paychecks. He's caught a few people in the middle of a money hunt in his house, he was done with everyone, so he was never close to anybody.

" No dad I don't, because all they want is money" he sighs and runs a hand through his tasseled hair. As if a sense of comfort, he could still feel Elaine's hands running through it as he kissed her. All he wanted was to be with her, alone, right now.

" Why is every other day with you so dull, but when we come here, you're so full of life" It wasn't a question, his eye's did all the talking. It was story that could only be seen, there was no need for a soundtrack because not one song can sum it up, there wasn't and lines because no words can describe it perfectly, it was love, the indescribable feeling. 

but what stopped them from the talk was a loud thud not far from the front door. Louis was confused and listened fro more, then he heard it, skin on skin and a smack. That's when the yelling started and he needed to know what was going on. He pushed the ivory door open to find the love of his life cringing under the surface of her father.

He stood above her, one leg on either side and a hand raised back like he was going to do it again. No matter how large jethrow is, Louis charged at him anyways, given his height and strength he threw a punch directly at his jaw. Jethrow took a sharp right and clutches his jaw.

" You little punk" But trent wasn't about to let him lay a hand on his son, he punched jethrow in the stomach and kicked under his shin. Jethrow staggered to his knees and looked up at Trent.

Now on the ground, ( well, kind of ) Louis didn't hesitate to see if elaine was alright, he dropped to his knees and cupped her face. She let out a cry in pain as his hands touched her cheeks and head and he knew she was hurt.

Jethrow saw Louis and charged but not before trent kicked him down from his back. He circled him  like a tiger and it's prey. " What the hell do you think you're doing!?!" he shouted as loud as he could, causing spit to fall on Jethrow's cheeks.

" Your son has been toughing my daughter!" he stumbled at first but gained leverage as he swung his foot and it collided into the other business man's shin, right where he broke it in college, he let out a yelp and tumbled to the floor.  The other man towered over him in rage, " That isn't a reason to beat your daughter!" he spit at him once again making Jethrow kick him in the stomach.

" Louis" Elaine breathed while the throbbing in her head growing worse. He picked her head up and whipped up loose tears that fell from her cheeks. " Were gong to be okay. . . were going to be okay" he wanted to hold her head to his chest and rock her to sleep with soothing words, wake up in the morning and her pain and mark be gone, but this isn't dream world.

"Louis" his dad called out in pain clutching his side, his shin wasn't doing any better also. The 22 year old whipped his neck over to his father, as if her felt his pain his heart hurt. Jethrow shot Louis daggers, ready to pounce.

" Louis! the key's are on the front table, take me car and go!" Jethrow kicked his stomach again for dishing the information and started to yell. He was having an internal battle with himself, he'd always been one to over power and get riled up, but now isn't the time to let them escape before he can settle it and finally think about his feelings.

Louis took the chance to help Elaine to her feet and drag her silently out of the door. Jethrow places his hands on his thinning hair, soon it'll be gone, he's cursing. Thinking. Screaming. Dying. Anxious.

It wasn't till he heard the roar of an engine that his whole world crumbled.