My Ex-Bully Louis Tomlinson kidnapped me (One Direction Fan-fiction)

Chapter eighteen~ You Can't Handle the Truth-

Darcy's P.O.V.

I glanced over at the clock, 9:37. I sighed and heaved myself out of the bed. I was sticky and groose and really just needed to calm myself down. So i decided to take a shower, warm water always took away my stress. (AN: @Katherine1717, see, i can spell took right :P ) 

I hobbled into the bathroom, being careful because of my ribs and leg. My hot feet sticking to the cool tiles, making me shiver. Thoughts whirled in my mind about my dream. What if it was real? What if it was a memory? What does that mean? Does it mean Louis and i.... were a couple? I gagged at the thought. No, no, it wasn't possible, it couldn't be.

I layed my forehead against the cold mirror, loving the feeling of the smooth glass cooling my warm and sweaty face. I sighed and dragged myself towards the shower. Turning on the cold water first and jumping in. I adjusted myself so that my cast was sticking out on the side and i was sitting down. I squealed at the temperature difference, but it really felt great against my clammy skin.

Honestly; i didn't feel very well. My stomach gurguled and i groaned. I turned the water back to hot and smiled slightly at the hot water. It warmed my body and my muscles immediately relaxed. I washed threw my hair and started cleaning my legs, then my torso, my arms, my face. I conditioned my hair and rinsed.

When i finished, i sat in the shower for a bit, just enjoying the water and thinking.

I thought about everything; living with the boys, my bully!, My parents being dead, how much i felt attracted to Liam, and though i didnt want to admit it... Louis. I was so frightened of him though. He seemed nice... for now. But also very distant. I was just scared that he would snap back into the monster he once was.

 I sighed and crawled out wrapping myself in a towel and shivering. It was weird, i was freezing, and not just because i had gotten out of the shower either. I felt my forehead and found it hot and clammy.

I groaned as my stomach began flip flopping.

Seconds later; I found myself on the ground, my head over the toilet, and yes, you could of guessed it, getting sick.

I kept the towel firmly wrapped around my body, just in case.

The door burst open, but i couldnt be bothered to see who it was. I kept my head down, still throwing up.

Someone pulled my hair back from my face, i shivered against their cool touch. Once i was done; i sobbed, my arms laying on either side of the toilet. I shuddered and was breathing hard, tears falling into the baisin.

The person behind me; whom was still unknown, brought my towel closer to my body, keeping me wrapped up.

 "Shh...shh... its okay, you'll be fine." He whispered into my ear.

I tensed, it was Louis. I know he knew i knew (AN: Um... did you guys get that?) that it was him, because he gently squeezed my shoulders in a reassuring manner.

Carefully, he pulled me to my feet, he wrapped his arms around my waist, and mind you, i was still only in a towel, and he began to guide me back to my room, he was half dragging half carrying me, due to my injuries and weak body.

When we arrived in my room, he layed me down on my bed, an gazed at me with something unreadable in his eyes... was it lust? No it couldn't be. I fidgeted uncomfortable with his staring, he cleared his throat and walked to my dresser tossing me a clean pair of flannel pajama pants, a white tank top, and lastly... undergarmets. I blushed while he only smirked.

"I'll be right back, Darebear. You get changed while i'm gone okay?" He smiled, lightly kissing my forehead.

Blutterflies ran threw my stomach. It was like he was sturring something inside of me. I shook that thought away, my stomach only dluttered because i dont feel well, not because i have feelings for him.