Louis To The Rescue (Louis Tomlinson FanFic)

Chapter 2

I had left Louis' house last night around 12 in the morning. When I walked into to my house, it was weirdly quiet but that was fine with me. One night, that my parents weren't high or drunk or having a screaming match, was fine with me.

The next morning I woke up to my 10 year old sister, Abbie, jumping up and down on my bed. "Bailey wake up, I want to know what you got me!!!!!" My sister knew Santa wasn't real. I looked at the clock, 7:30 AM, wow this was early for me but okay. I got up and immediately noticed that I didn't hear my parents. (If you haven't caught on yet, my parents fight, get drunk, high, etc. a lot, it's like a daily thing at my house to deal with being screamed at or being beaten for no apparent reason.) I looked at Abbie, "Where is mum and dad?" I asked confused. She looked and me and shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know, I don't think they even got up this morning. And honestly, I'm glad because it is so peaceful." "When was the last time you saw them last night?" I asked her. "Probably around 9 last night. They came in my room and told me goodnight and that they LOVED me!!! It was sooooooo weird, they weren't high or drunk or screaming at each other. Oh, and they told me to tell you that they LOVED you too and were sorry." Wow that is weird my parents told Abbie that they loved her.

I knew something had be up so I threw my covers off of me and ran to my parents room. I stopped at the door and put my ear to it to make sure that they weren't awake or that they weren't there. I didn't hear anything so I slowly opened the door and was immediately smelled something terrible, that's when I noticed one small thing in the room that is normally not there. My parents were in the bed together, but they weren't sleeping. I went to my mom's side of the bed and looked at her. My mum's naturally tan skin was a sickly pale color, her big brown eyes were staring up at me. I ran out of the room and slammed the door shut and locked as fast as I could. Abbie came running to where I was now curled up in a ball on the floor. "Bailey whats wrong?" I started to cry, even though I was not fond of my parents at all they were still my parents and I still loved them. I looked up at her bright and innocent brown eyes. I wondered if that is what my mum's eyes once looked like, full of life and youth. "Abbie..." I some how chocked out through the tears that seemed endless. "Mum and dad are dead." It took her a minute or two to completely understand what I had just said. I opened my arms and she climbed in and started to cry almost as hard as I was.

After about an hour and a half of sitting by our now dead parents door crying I decided that I should probably go called the police or something. Once they all had left, we just sat on our couch in silence. What had been a peaceful silence that morning had suddenly turned into an eire silence. Just when I thought I couldn't take another minute in that house, someone knocked on our door. I got up slowly and stumbled to the door, not bothering to see who it was. "Wow, it looks like someone had a rough morning." I heard a familiar voice say. I looked up and of course saw Louis and his "best mates", as he called them last night, standing there with some boxes in there hands, and yes I did give him my address but I have no clue why since we had just met, anyway. "Yes I did have a very hard morning, what do you want?" I knew that Louis had been kidding but I was not in a very good mood. "MEOW!" Harry screamed. "Did Santa not bring you what you wanted?" I heard Zayn say, I think it was Zayn. "Well, we just came to bring you somethings. We will just sit them inside if you don't mind." Louis said sweetly. Was it just me or did it seem that Louis was TRYING to flirt with me? "No I don't mind at all. Please just barge into my home right after I found my parents dead in there bed this morning!!" I yelled as they made their way to where my sister was sitting wide-eyed by what I had just said. All of the boys stopped and turned to look at me. When they all were turned around and Louis was about to say something, I took off running up the stairs to my room and, of course, everyone followed.

When I had reached my door I was still running and had forgotten that it was shut all the way, so I slammed into my door and stumbled backwards. I felt hands around my wrist. I opened my eyes as Louis picked my up and took me downstairs. He laid me on the couch and ran back up stairs. He came down about 30 minutes later with my small suitcase and my sister having her's too. I looked at him confused. "You and your sister are going to come live with me for a couple of days until you can get things sorted out." He then gave my case to Harry and picked me up. We walked out of the house, it was freezing and snowing outside!! Oh yeah, it was Christmas. I think I damaged something when I hit that door. We arrived and Louis' house about 35 minutes later. Louis carried me up stairs and to the room where me and my sister would be staying in. After he had laid me down, he bent down and kissed my forehead, "Sleep well, love. Everything is going to be okay." He said quietly as head looked me in the eyes. He walked out and cracked the door. I smiled, I think I might be falling in love with a guy I had just met! And as much as I wanted to believe him, I knew that everything was not going to be okay.