Blue Eyed Boy (Third Book in the I Was Loving The Wrong Man series)

Chapter 2

Riley's PoV

I've been living with Harry and the boys for about a week now. Louis asked me out on a date last night and it was wonderful. I think Hazza's mad though. Louis is his best mate and Louis is my "boyfriend like thing person" I guess. Louis is really sweet. My last relationship didn't go so good. He did the same to me as Dave did. I guess I'm just scared that Louis might do the same. "Riley! Layla! Time for breakfast!" Liam yells. Liam is one of the nicest and most sincere guys I've ever met. I walk downstairs and see everyone waiting for me. NOT!! "I'm glad you finally got down here. Niall was looking at your plate like it was a chocolate bar at a weight loss camp." Zayn jokes. I giggle. I sit down and eat my waffles. I then do the dishes for Liam.

I feel a hand touch my waist and I turn around and scream. "What the hell Louis? I thought you were. I thought you were Dave out to get me again." I say to Louis. "I'm really sorry Riley. I didn't mean to scare you." Louis apologizes with a sad face. "It's okay Louis but I'm not ready for touching yet." I tell him. "Who's touching?" Harry walks in and blurts out. "No one Hazza. Louis touched my waist and scared the shit out of me, but he apologized and it's all alright now." I assure my brother. "Louis. We seriously need to talk." Harry tells Louis. "Oh no. Another sex ed class." Louis whispers to me. I grin and go back to the dishes.

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Louis' PoV
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"Louis. What are you trying at with my sister?" Harry asks me. "Harry, I don't want sex from your sister.  I'm not like that. I know the girl's past. I know better." I argue with Harry. "Oh yeah sure. You don't want sex. What do you call touching her damn waist not wanting sex?! You met her five days ago. Don't touch my fucking sister. You are my best friends Lou, and I dont want that to change." Harry exclaims at me. I am so mad. I storm out of Harry's room and into the living room with the guys. "Where's Riley?" I ask. "She heard you and Harry fighting and she felt bad and locked herself in her room." Liam told me. I bolted up the stairs and heard shuffling and crying. So I kick the door in. Her bathroom door is locked. "Riley! Riley open the door! Don't do this Riley! Open the damn door!" I yell. She wont open the door, so I kick this door in too. There, on the floor, is a crying and bleeding Riley. "What the fuck Riley? Harry! Liam! Get the first aid kit!" I scream as I pick Riley up. "I-I-I'm sorry Louis. I dont like you and Harry f-f-f-fighting. I wanted to end the fighting and the pain." She is delusional. "Niall, Zayn! Take Layla to the park now! No acceptions." I order them as they enter the room. I lay her on the bed as Liam and Haz run upstairs. "Louis, what the fuck happened?" Harry asked. "Call an ambulance!" I order as I rip my shirt in half and wrap it around her wrist. "Hang on there baby. You're not dying here. Not now. Not while im here.