Hostages

twenty nine

- Andrea -

Niall loves me?

It all came too fast. How could he love me? He's only known me for two months. He doesn't love me. But he said it. But that doesn't mean he meant it. 

Another knock came to my door, startling me from my fuzzy thoughts. I would assume it's Niall, but Louis walked in instead. I plastered on a smile, hoping he didn't notice my jump.

"You ready, babe?" He asked me, shutting the door, shoving his hands into his black jeans pockets. "Wow," he admired, his eyes widened. "You look absolutely breathtaking. How did I ever get so lucky?"

My focus on Niall faded as Louis spoke to me. I walked ove, wrapping my arms around him. I kissed him sweetly, our lips molded together. "Thank you, babe." I grin, after pulling away. "Yes, I'm ready, just give me a second to grab my purse."

I scurry away, back into my room, snatching my tan purse from the dresser. I stopped at the full body mirror, giving me one last look.

I was wearing a bright, yellow maxi skirt to match the autumn weather. A white tee tucked into it, and a cheetah print belt strapped around my waist. I wore a nice pair of sandals and straightened my hair, my makeup done naturally. I gave a thumbs up at my reflection and walked out.

Louis was waiting out in the living room, looking as fresh as always. Our bruises were gone now but some scars still remained. His wound on his shoulder was covered with a black T-shirt and the one on his arm was sort of hiding under the sleeve. He wore black jeans and his black All- Star converse. His hair was done quaffed as always.

"Let's do this." Louis eagerly grinned as I took his arm and we walked out.

Along with the other boys, we made our way down the elevator and into the limo. I was getting used to all the attention from the fans and some of them were warming up to me too. The others, not so much.

When we pulled up to the venue, I could see of how well done the party was. There were plenty of people already there and they all seemed to be enjoying themselves. I climbed out from the vehicle after Louis, walking in only to have people surround us.

Everyone was greeting Louis, asking how he was feeling, and giving him hugs. I stood there, politely giving him space, talking and laughing with the other boys. Louis was called over by a bunch of other guys.

I smiled, waving at them as they all said hi to me when they saw me. "Go ahead, I'll be fine. You need your guy time anyway it's okay." I reassured him.

Louis looked down at me. "Are you sure?"

Louis and I have spent a lot of time together since he left the hospital. He's hardly hanging with the boys anymore and it kind of makes me feel like they hate me. I even had a talk with Harry about it, but he told me it was all good and I have nothing to worry about. He hasn't had a girlfriend in almost a year, and they were beginning to think he was just going to end up being alone.

"Yes, now go." I said, pushing him lightly towards the group.

He nodded, blowing me a kiss, strutting over to his boys. They were all laughing and smiling and joking around as hugs and greetings were hollered about. I loved to see at how happy my man was now.

I tried looking for Liam or Zayn or Harry, but they were nowhere in sight. Probably all talking about football or girls. What else is new?

My gaze landed back on Louis as he laughed, hysterically, at something one of the others had said. It made my heart warm and a smile spread on my face.

"You're one lucky lady."

I looked over to see Louis' old buddy from camp, Dexter, standing there with a red cup in his hand. "Hey, Dex." I smiled, giving him a small and welcoming hug. We looked back over at Louis. His blue eyes shot up at me and he winked. My smile grew.

I've only met Dexter once when he came to visit Louis in the hospital a couple weeks ago. He told me how Louis and him were such good buddies. They were the best of pals. Always living life to the fullest.

"This is some party too." He said, admiring the celebration. I nodded, chuckling as my eyes scanned over the crowd and party decorations. I have to admit, it looked awesome. 

"Yeah we might've gone overboard," I said, looking back up at his grey eyes, "but Louis seems to like it so that's good."

Dexter nodded, sipping his cup. "Well, have a nice night, Andrea. I'm gonna get going though."

"Get going? The party just started, have you even talked to Louis yet?" I asked him, a bit confused as to why he was leaving so soon. There were still people coming in and Dexter's already leaving?

"Ah, it's not like I'm missing much. He still seems like the same old Louis. It's just that I have a train to catch. I'm heading back to Bristol. My sister-in-law just had a baby." He explained, tossing the cup into a nearby trash can. He slipped his coat over his arms, the leather looking hard to move in.

I nodded, understandingly. "Oh, okay, well stay safe. We'll have to catch up with you soon." I gave him a quick peck on the cheek and a hug. I was never really close with Dexter, but there were the odd times we were partners in English together.

"Oh, I'm sure we will." He looked at me, a smirk turning up on his cheeks. I returned the genuine smile as he waved off and hurried out the door. 

For the next couple of hours, the party turned into a hit. So many old school friends, so many old family. I really enjoyed seeing my foster mom again. I've missed her a lot and she was kind of thankful to see me too.

"Andrea! Andrea!" A voice shouted in the crowd and suddenly Liam came running over to me. "There's someone over by the bar that wants to talk to you."

"Oh, well then I guess I'll be back." I said to Louis' mum, Johannah. 

I walked off into the sea of people as Liam stayed with Johannah and my mum, introducing himself. I moved past people until I reached the bar. I didn't see anyone over here. I turned my back and looked off into the crowd with a confused expression.

Then everything went black.