13+7 (One Direction love story)

shoes, kisses, hickeys, and hero's.

I shut off the shower and stepped out. I draped a towel over my head and body.

I looked up and dropped the towel that was in my hair.

Justin was standing there.

"what the hell! get!..." I started but he put his hand over my mouth and pushed my against the wall.

"shhhh." he said smirking.

"nwo!" I said through his hand.

He stroked the side of my face and I stopped moving for a second, mesmerized.

He closed his eyes and got closer to me.

"wait.. No!" I yelled pushing his chest back. But he didn't stop.

He grabbed the towel that was in my hair and put it over my head so I couldn't see anything. 

I screamed as load as I could.

He started playing with the end of my towel, which was very short and made me very nervous and uncomfortable.

"Ow!!" he yelled and let go of me.

"I swear if you ever try and touch her again!.." a voice said I tried to take the towel off but couldn't manage to get the bloody thing off my head.

I finally got it off and Justin was on the floor wincing and bloody. I looked around and no one was there but a red, Nike, high top shoe.

Damn. I have no cloths. I ran into the room throwing on a pair of blue plaid boxers and a big blue t-shirt.

I sprinted down stairs with the shoe and eyed all the boys who were eating bacon and eggs.

I sat down between Liam and Louis and set the shoe on the ground beside me.

"I don't know who it was, but thank you" I mumbled. They all looked at me like a crazy person.

I took a bite of eggs and looked up.

"for what, love?" Louis said.

"who ever did it will know" I said sitting cross legged in my chair.

There was a long pause and then steps coming from upstairs.

Justin appeared still bloody and wincing.

"whoa?, what happened mate?" Cody said.

"he tried to kiss me" I mumbled.

"WHAT?!" Harry yelled standing up and punching Justin in the face.

He fell over instantly, unconscious.

"Jesus Harry!" Liam yelled going to Justin's aid.

"your going to kill him!" He yelled

"good" Niall mumbled.

I started at Niall, he examined his blood covered hands.

Was it him? 

"Louis" I mumbled.

"yes love" he whispered.

"is this Niall's shoe?" I whispered pointing to the shoe that was on the ground beside me.

"yup, why?" he said.

"no reason"

"Niall can I talk to you upstairs" I smiled.

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuu Nialls in trooooouble" Louis said we both laughed and sprinted upstairs into him and Zayn's room.

"what's up, love?" he said sitting on the far bed.