I wake up in a big bed with lots of pillows and blankets. I feel slighlty safe and comfortable for a second, then I realise that I'm still in this crappy house with this crappy boy. I sit up on the middle of the bed and bring my hands to my face, my head pounds and I have a hell of a big headache. How did I end up in this situation?
I think through last nights event and I can feel the regret and anxiety creeping from the back of my spine. God, it started so well. I went to an amazing party with my best friend and a couple of girls from college and had the best time ever, then Harry decides to swoop in and ruin the entire night. It's partly my fault, since I was the one leading him on, I was the one who put my freaking ass on his lower region and I was the one who really wanted that one night stand with him. I don't even know why I freaked out, I really wanted to do it. My blood starts to boil just by the thought of him not listening to me, of him being able to continue even though I didn't feel comfortable? I cringe at the scene replaying in my head.
Louis interrupts my thought by entering the room I was sleeping in.
"You're awake, good morning." he says and gives me the most adorable smile. I mean, he hasn't done anything wrong except that he has me trapped in his house.
''Do you want some breakfast?'' He says.
''I want to go home.'' I say coldly and stand up.
''Eat first, and then I'll take you home.'' Louis says and I nod so that I avoid any conflicts with this weird and mysterious boy.
''I'll make something, the bathroom is there, and here's a hoodie.'' He puts the clothes on the bed and then exits the room.
I try to unzip my dress but I can't reach the zipper. I turn the dress around so I can access the zipper a lot more easily. I unzip the dress and tug it down my hips and legs. I'm standing in just underwear now and I quickly reach for the hoodie on the bed and pull it over my head. It's soft and has a scent of lavender. It's really big so I have to roll up the sleeves and it reaches to just under my ass. He didn't leave any pants for me to wear. Of course.
I walk out of the room with my confidence boosted and I see him chop fruit. He turns around and catches me looking at him.
"I'm almost done with your breakfast." he says and gives me a smile. He turns around again. Why is he so nice?
"Can you give me some pants maybe?" I say angrily.
"No." He says emotionless.
I walk out of the kitchen but I'm not really sure where I'm going. I decide to go back to the room I slept in to find some pants. I open the door and search for a wardrobe. I spot one in front of the bed and walk towards it. It has two sliding doors and I open one of them. It's nothing there except two big raincoats. I open the other door and there's absolutely nothing there.
I have to get out of here. This boy is driving me crazy. I look for a window and I see one right in front of my eyes. There are curtains hanging in front of it and I open them. The window has bars in front of it and I try to open it but it's locked. I climb up to the floral board to see if there's a key hidden somewhere above the window as Louis walks into the room.
"What are you doing?!" He shouts.
I quickly turn around and my foot slips of the floral board and I let out a small squeak. Suddenly I feel arms under my back and my butt.
"You okay?" he asks and I nod. He looks into my eyes and I look into his. They are blue. I start to feel uncomfortable, and I look away and so does Louis.
"You're touching my ass." I say and he laughs.
"Yeah, sorry not sorry." He says and winks, and then puts me down.
"Can you now give me a pair of pants?" I say and he smirks.
"Nope." He says and walks out of the room. I groan loudly and Louis laughs.
"Come on, breakfast is ready." He yells from downstairs and I take a deep breath and exit the room.
I see a bowl full of cut fruit and a plate with eggs and bacon on it. I love fruit in the morning. I can see him pouring up hot water in a cup with a tea bag in it. He places the cup in front of the plates. He catches me looking at him and he smiles.
"What are you staring at? Take a seat." He says with a smirk on his lips. I roll my eyes at him and he chuckles. What a douchebag.
I walk to one of the bar stools and sit down without saying anything. Louis is still fixing something and I just stare at him. He is wearing black skinny jeans with a white simple t-shirt. He turns around and I look down like I wasn't staring at him.
"Admiring the view love?" He says with an awkward smile.
"Nope." I say popping the p.
He sits down and starts to eat, and so do I. I feel like I haven't eaten in ages, and the food is delicious. I quickly eat all the food, and then stare at my tea. I look up and catch Louis staring at me.
''Why aren't you drinking your tea?" Louis asks casually and I glare at him.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe because you drugged me last night with a cup of tea?" I say through my teeth. I had totally forgotten about it until now.
''You're a fast eater.'' Louis says and ignores me.
''What did you put in my tea last night? You're just as big of an asshole as Harry." I snap and he's just staring at me.
"You couldn't sleep, so I helped you." He says and shrugs. I have never met such a psychotic human being. How can he say that he helped me when he drugged me?
Suddenly I hear a sound, like a ringtone, marimba or something. I look at Louis and he picks up a phone from his pocket and answers.
''Hello?'' he says. He stands up, and exits the room.
I can still hear him, he's standing in hall.
''Why do you want to come?"
''No way, it's not necessary, I'll take care of it.''
''I don't give a shit, just stay where you are."
''Zayn, don't test me. I'll break your neck." Louis says in his phone call and hangs up. He then walks back in the room.
