Louis P.o.v.
"Get your ass back here you little shit! I'm not finished with you!" The 40-ish year old man spat out, but I kept on running. Cold air whipped around my face, my chest going up and down, feet padding against the ground with every step I took. I winced every other step I took, sore from that man and many other horrible men. It hurt like hell, but I kept going, I couldn't take any more. Slowly, I came to a stop by a park bench. I plopped down on it, holding my stomach. I felt numb.
I looked around, not recognizing anything. It was dark, and the only thing I could make out was the outline of the trees.
I felt a poke at my shoulder. I jumped forward off the bench, looking back. A man wearing a worn out trench coat and oily hair was standing there. He stunk of beer and garbage, and it was making me feel sick to my stomach, or maybe I was just scared because a random guy I don't know is trying to talk to me at nighttime. He looked around worryingly before his gaze was back on me.
"Hey kid, wanna buy some drugs? I don't got all day." He said, voice rough. I shook my head vigorously. I slowly backed up, until I couldn't see the man anymore. I heard deep chuckles from where I was once sat. A shiver made it's way down my spine, and I turned around. Everything around me was dark. I reached out to grab something, anything. Nothing. It was all black and air.
"M-meow?" I tried to call out for someone, but instead it came out as a small cat noise. I shook my head back and forth and grabbed at my hair. A bright light came into my vision. I covered my eyes with my hands and tried to look at what it was. I heard footsteps..a person? Please, not the man from before.
The light came closer and closer, finally showing a face of a boy. He had brown chocolate curls pushed back, his lips pink and rough looking, deep forest green eyes, pale skin, and he was tall, much taller than me. In all, he looked like an angel, he was perfect and I became very self conscious then. I bit my lip and looked at him.
He outstretched his long hand towards me. Without thinking, I grabbed it, his hand engulfing mine. I don't know why I did it, I just felt safe. The boy pulled me close to him, wrapping his arms around me...into a...hug? He kissed my temple softly, and I felt pure bliss.
I felt warm..happy...peaceful.
Then, it all turned black again and it was over.
"Louis? Come on now, wake up. There's some breakfast set out for you. You need to wake up so it won't get cold, love." A deep voice said.
I groaned and rubbed my eyes. It's to damn early for this and-
"What the-?" I said quietly to myself.
A voice! A person! Shit..did I stay at someone's house..oh no. I'm at a hotel..I remember now. oh shit. shit. shit.
I jumped forward, tossing the blankets off me, my breathing heavy and fast, my heart beating even faster. I was sweating, I could feel it. My mind was clouded with my thoughts and all I could focus on was how I needed to get out of here, away from these guys. For all I know, they could kill me!
"Calm down mate, have something to eat. Relax. Everything's fine, yeah?" A blonde haired boy, which I remember as Niall, spoke up. I started to shake, and I'm cold, but I'm sweating and oh god, I'm freaking out. I need to get out of here!
"No, no, no mate, you're okay, you're safe." A brown haired boy soothed, Liam was his name. I shook my head and pulled my face into my knees.
I just wanna leave. why am I here anyway? I need to go. But, where do I go? I have nowhere to go and fuck I'm screwed up.
"I brought you here last night if you're wondering. You looked cold, and lonely..thought you'd wanna stay awhile, yeah? Is that okay love?" A curly haired boy asked...same guy from my dream...green eyes...curly hair...tall...he has such long hair...and it's...so curly...I wanna touch it...oh.
I nodded slowly. Since I was here I guess I should make the best of it. Free food, and I can take a shower..maybe they'll let me stay. I could get used to this.
What am I thinking! they don't want you.
But, for once, I pushed those thoughts away. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Why am I such a wimp?
"Do you wanna stay? I mean, we don't mind. Do we, lads?" Harry spoke up. The other boys shook their heads and Niall smiled warmly.
"Welcome to the group, man!" He cheered and I giggled softly. Harry turned to look at me and smiled at me. I smiled back and actually felt a tad bit happy.
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