-LOUIS POV-
I care about that girl, I swear it on my life, but how dare she compare me to Erin?!
I need to keep my temper, or I could hurt her a lot more than I want to, which is none.
I don't want to hurt her, but sometimes my anger gets too much to control.
Erin told me that was my fatal flaw. My temper. That if I didn't control it, bad things could happen.
I know he's right.
Of course he is, but it's so hard. I've always had time with my anger, but when Erin left....
I've had no one to talk to about my anger, so it's been much worse.
I'm afraid I'm going to hurt Cerulean.
That is the worst imaginable thing possible.
And it might just happen.
-CERULEANS POV-
I put on the clothes and try to look at myself from just looking down.
I am wearing a tank top that is dark blue with some jeans and my shoes.
The jeans seem to only have been worn maybe once or twice. The tank top fits me perfectly, showing off my curves without being skanky. The jeans are about my size, maybe a little too small around the waist.
Louis walks in again. He looks me up and down and grins. "Looking amazing, love. So attractive."
I look down and cross my arms in front of my chest. "Why didn't you stay in here and watch me change?"
"Did you want me to?"
I blush. Did I? "Kinda."
He chuckles and walks over and wraps his arms around my waist. He takes my hands in his and hugs me close to his chest.
"You are so beautiful, Blue. Know that?"
My heart beats faster. Why does he keep saying Blue? When he says it, it doesn't sound.... right.
"Blue? Why'd you call me Blue?"
He loosens his grip on my hands. "Well, uh, Erin used to call you that. I thought maybe you liked it."
"Well, it was kinda something only he called me. It feels... just kinda weird when you say it."
He pulls away.
"I'm sorry, Louis. I shouldn't have said anything, please don't be upset! Please!"
He doesn't say anything, but walks away a few feet.
"Louis, please. Listen to me!" I start to make my way over to him.
"WHAT CERULEAN?" He swivels around and I freeze.
"WHAT IS IT?! I WAS TRYING TO BE NICE AND BRING A PART OF ERIN BACK FOR YOU! But no, I can't do that! Why? Because it doesn't sound right when I say it. Would it sound right if Zayn or one if the other boys said it?"
He takes a step towards me. I immediately take a step back.
"No, you can't run from me."
With these words he grabs me and slaps me across the face. I gasp and try to bring a hand to where he slapped me, but too soon another hand hits the same area again.
He drops me to the ground and kicks me multiple times all over my body.
"How's it feel to get hurt?"
I hear his voice, but I am too afraid to look up.
With one final kick, he leaves.
I won't cry. The hurt he caused me does not deserve tears.
So I just lay there, waiting, hoping for someone to come.
Anyone but him.
I have to get away from him.
-NIALLS POV-
I'm walking through the halls to ask Louis when we're leaving to go shopping when I run into him.
Literally.
"Louis! I was looking for you! When ar-"
He shoves me into the nearest wall, causing me to almost fall down.
"STAY THE FUCK OUT OF MY BUSINESS, HORAN!"
He turns and leaves.
The only thought I have is, 'Where is Cerulean?'
I run as fast as I can to the room she is in.
I almost fall down when I see her.
She's just lying there, in a heap on the floor.
Dear lord, please let her be alright.
(A/N: So now we can see another side of Louis and we get to see a protective Nialler. I've kinda been having some writers block, which is why it's been taking some time for me to update. I'm totally open to suggestions, so just comment your ideas!!)
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FanfictionCerulean Anderson's life has been a string of uncertainties, excluding her home and her boyfriend, who she has been with for 4 years. But the unexpected happens and Cerulean finds herself away. Away from who she was, what she wanted, and most of all...