Lost in Paradise

Chapter 15

Hi guys! I’m in a very happy mood today! So when in a good mood, its always good to write! Here’s the next chapter!!

Chapter 15

Tori’s POV

My eyes fluttered opened as I looked up at the ceiling. I sat up in my bed, only to realize that it wasn’t my bed. I was in an unknown room. I looked out the window to see that I was still at the hotel.

I then remembered about last night, and Liam saving my life from Tony Davis.

Tony’s back.

I shook that feeling away. I pulled the covers off me and made my way out the room, in search of Liam.

When I got to the hallway, I saw that there were lots of bedrooms, kind of like my room. Then it hit me.

Shit. They all share the same room. Meaning all of the boys are here and I had to face all of them. But I won’t have to face them if they don’t know I’m here!

I tiptoed out of the hallway towards the living room, in an attempt to make a fast escape. But with bad luck, once I reached the living room, all five guys sat on the couches staring at me.

I paused my tiptoe and looked at all of them. My face must have looked like a deer caught in headlights.

Liam shook his head as he got up and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “Good morning Tori! Would you like some tea?”

“Uhh…sure Liam.”

“Perfect! I’ll go grab it for you. Why don’t you sit down and make yourself at home, yeah?” He smiled at me and motioned to the couch. I nodded and sat down next to Niall and Zayn.

Liam left the room to go grab my tea. While he was gone though, the tension in the room was just awkward. No one was speaking, all of the boys were looking at Harry to see how he was reacting, but his face showed no emotion while he just stared at the ground.

I have never seen the boys like this before.

Liam returned shortly making the tension in the air way less awkward. He passed me my tea and I silently thanked him while taking a long sip. I put the cup down on the table in front of me then turned towards all of the boys.

“So, I guess you all are wondering why I slept here last night.”

Zayn spoke for the first time. “Liam explained to us what happened last night. And also why you are here at the moment.”

I nodded and saw them all looking at me for an explanation. “Get comfortable then. Cause I guess its story time.” I smiled at them as they all giggled at my joke.

I took a deep breath and began my story.

“When I was 8, my dad passed away from cancer. My mother was devastated and so was I. But I learned to live without him, unlike my mother. She went out partying and drank her sorrows away. She also slept with every guy that was “hot” in her mind. She became a whore, all because my dad left us, and it wasn’t even his fault he left! This constant partying cycle happened till I was 10. When I was 10, we were living in Miami, Florida and my mother met a new guy named Gary Davis. Gary was always nice to my mother and me but sometimes he had a bad vibe to him, you know? Like something was wrong. Well when Gary and my mother started to become more intimate, we went and met all of Gary’s family. That is where I met Tony Davis, the brother of Gary Davis. Tony at the time was 27 and now he is 34. Tony is the one that you, Liam, beat up last night and was the one who kidnapped me. You see, at that family gathering, Tony and I went to go “play” and well my meaning for “play” was not the same meaning as his.”