Lost

Chapter 30

I look at my brothers and at Joss, they all seem to be proud.

And I can not change the fact that I am proud of myself as well. I mean, I had known I could do that, but I never would have been dreaming about being that good like ever. Actually, I can show Harry how I can be, I can show him, what a Lyall can do. And I will.

“So.. this party.. wanna go with me and Ley?” Joss asks my brothers.

Danyon looks at me and Luces grins. But both nod in agreement.

And so we drive back to the flat and make some food together before my brothers both go into my room to change and Joss and I leave into hers.

“Damn you, Ley. You should have told me that they’re that hot!”

I stare at Joss and then make an awkward face. “Ahm.. Joss? Those are my brothers, I do not know how to just say that they are.. hot.”

I make quotation marks with my fingers when I say ‘hot’.

Joss rolls her eyes. “C’mon. It’s obvious. They’re unbelievable good-looking. And don’t you ever dare to say no, Angeleyna!”

What should I even say to that?

We start to change and she is much faster than me, so she leaves me in her room and gets back into the kitchen. I put the strapless, black bra on which has its clasp in the front and then get into the black dress Zayn and Niall got me once. I then jump onto my black heels with the rivets and put a bit of Joanna’s make-up on, before I take my blond hair, curl it a bit and then put it over my left shoulder. I smile at myself in the mirror and can not believe that this is me. I am much taller with those heels, my legs look longer and this dress makes me almost sexy. If this is really me, I wonder why I never saw me before.

When I finally get out of Joss’ room, I stand in front of Danyon, Luces and Joss and smile. And they just stare at me in disbelieve, shock and something that looks like they are really proud.

“This is fucking awesome” Joanna lets me know and stands to her feet “I mean, look at you, Ley.”

“I did. I do look pretty good, to be honest” I tell her and show of a small smile.

“And not slutty at all” Luc says and Dan nods.

“Thank you” I say and walk over to the door. “May we be able to leave now? It is late already.”

“Yes it is” Danyon agrees and looks at me “but if anybody tries to rape you or looks at you the wrong way.. I won’t wait and beat the shit out of them.”

I do not doubt that he would do it, neither would I doubt that when Luces would say it. They always want to protect me, I bet they will be the best boyfriends ever.

We get into the car and Luces drives the way Joanna tells him. I guess she really likes my brothers, because they do not look bad at all and she is this kind of girl loving ‘hot guys’.

When we reach Hazard, I get nervous. I have to face Harry again, I know I do, since this is the house he lives in. But I feel stronger with Joanna and my brothers in my back.

“By the way” Joanna says “I called Harper and Conner, they’re comin’, too.”

The more we are the better for me.

They already wait for us at the big door and we get into the building together.

“So these are your brothers” Connor says and smiles at Danyon who is listening to us.

I nod. “Yes, they are. Danyon and Luces.”

Connor grins. “Cool.”

I nod yes and we walk over to the bar and get some drinks. This time, I dare to drink a cocktail with a little bit of alcohol, but it is not enough to be noticed. That is good because I still do not drink.

When I look around I see some guys wink at me, girls staring at me and Niall, checking me out. I know my look changed, and I like it, but in the inside, I still do not feel comfortable being around drunk people who smoke weed and do things with girls or boys they do not even know.

Niall walks straight towards me and Danyon is right beside me, the second he notices it.

“Hi” Niall says and smiles at me. “Maybe you and your company wanna sit down?”

I look at Danyon and he nods yes. I smile at Niall. “That would be great, thank you.”

He nods and walks through the club, leading us to a table where Zayn, Eleanor and he sit down.

I and the other people join them and they all start to exchange looks, names and smiles.

“You’re from Crewe then?” Zayn asks Luces.

My brother nods. “Yeah well.. actually we’re from London. But we changed cities for a while and just Ley here is back again. For good, I hope.”

“Mind telling me, why you think she could get into trouble?” Zayn wants to know.

My brother narrows his eyes. “Why do you think I guess she could get into trouble?”

Zayn grins and leans back before crossing his arms. “That’s easy to tell, since you’re the brother of an innocent girl. And you said that you hope she’s back for good. That means you think things maybe will go wrong, people will destroy her.. whatever.”

Zayn is better than he let people know he is.

“If you try to impress me you are on the wrong way, bro” Luces says and leans forward to look straight into Zayn’s dark eyes.

Zayn keeps calm at all. “Why should I do that? I don’t know you and neither do I know her. I like her, I don’t want her in my arms. I bet she could be a good friend, but I would like to stay just that and nothing more. She’s not my type. So why the hell should I try to impress you?”

Luces and Zayn stare at each other for a few more seconds. All the others at the table also stare at them. Then Zayn grins and Luces reaches his hand for Zayn to take it.

“I hope you can be her friend.” Luc smiles and Zayn nods.

“Hope so, too” he says and then looks at me to wink.

I giggle and Niall sighs. “People, I guess we found a new love story.”

Zayn raises his middle finger towards Niall, my brother does the same. We all laugh.

Then Eleanor stops breathing and looks at something or someone behind me. I frown and turn around. It does not take a second for me to see what Eleanor is staring at. Louis is on the floor, bleeding, right above him is Harry, his hand is a big fist.

My heart stops and I do something I should not do. But I can not stop myself. I do not want Harry to kill someone. It does not matter if he did it or did not, all that I can think of is helping Louis to get away from Harry.

I stand up and walk straight through the crowd over to them. And before Harry can hurt Louis again, I am between them, my hand on Harry’s fist.

He stares at me for a second, disbelieve shows up in his face, but the anger never leaves his face.

“Don’t.” This is the only word I can say. And it surprises us both.

Because it is a short form.