Your Affect on Me {Zouis Malikson} [non-continued]

What a sassy bitch

*Louis' POV*

Oh god! My body feels like they're thousands of little needles sticking into my weak skin. And my golly, I think in gonna die! Ok, maaaybe I was over reacting a little, but still, it hurts!!

I groaned in pain and slight discomfort. What the hell am I laying on? It feels like I was laying on a hard cloud. Ugh! It's coursing me, already aching, body to feel even more horrible.

I slowly began to open one of my tired eyes to see where I was. It looked like someone's room. There wasn't very much in here, just a side table and a small cabinet, and the horribly uncomfortable bed that I'm laying on, and that's about it.

I slowly began to move my aching body, trying hard to sit up with out coursing to much pain for myself. once I was finally sitting up I took a better look at the things around me.

This is definitely not my room. So then, where am I?

I was to busy confusing myself to notice the creaking of wood and the door to the room I was currently in open up slowly.

"Ahh, sleeping beauty is finally awake." I squeaked at the sudden unknown voice and fell off the lumpy bed, landing on a hard, wooden floor with a thud, coursing my sour bones to ache even more so.

I could hear the man's footsteps tapping around the bed and stop beside where I lay on the ground.

I had my eyes closed tightly. I didn't want to see the man that stood above my fallen body. Its to humiliating to look.

Shit! This is so embarrassing! Ugh.

"Uhh... You ok?" The man asked awkwardly. I slowly look up at the... surprisingly hot guy and tried my hardest to glare.

"Do I look like I'm ok to you?!" I growled out. The guy let out an awkward laugh, scratching the back of his neck.

"Sorry, stupid question. Umm... Do, would you like me to help you? Ya know, uh, get in a more.. comfortable position?" The raven haired man asked awkwardly, pointing outside the door he had come into.

" I'm fine! I c-can do it by myself, thank you very much!" I have my pride, and I would like to keep it.

"Oh okay then, if you're 'fine' then just follow me to the kitchen and you can have something to eat ya'?" The sexy stranger said with an amused smile, walking over to the door and leaning of the frame.

God damn it! Me and my stupid pride!

I slowly brought my right leg off of the bed and onto the ground. I then, nice and slowly, moved my body the the left so that I was now laying on my side and placed both of my small hands onto the hard, wooden floor and began to lift my body up.

Ohh, this is hurting my ribs way to much!

I was startled when two strong, tattoo covered arms suddenly rapped around my sore body, one around my shoulder and the other going underneath my knees, picking me up off of the hard floor.

"Yeah, your not fine." The man that was now holding me in his arms simply stated, walking out of the room.

I looked up at him, shock written all over my face.

Who is this guy?

He carried me to what seemed like his kitchen and placed me onto the counter top gently. He then looked at me.

"So, what do you want?" He pondered them.

"Um, Do, do you have any...uh... carrots?" I hesatedly asked. He just gave me a crooked smile and opened his small, cheap looking fridge and pulled out a carrot and handing it to me.