Liam's POV
Her once tight grip on my hand fell limp, her whole body loosening. My heart pounded unexpectedly, and I stroked her hair back nervously, cooing at her to wake up, cupping her warm cheek and patting it lightly. "Ari? Arianne, sweetheart-"
"Liam, calm down. She just passed out. It's better this way. I can work without her fidgeting and crying," Louis cut me off.
I frowned at my girl, who's face was still contorted in pain even in sleep. I stroked her hair from her face, kissing her forehead.
"So what exactly happened?" Louis quizzed, examining a shard of glass stuck in his tweezers.
"Ed, get that flashlight. Shine it on her legs so I can see the glass."
"Someone broke into our room and dragged her through the glass from the window when he was trying to take her," I explained, kissing Arianne's cheek. "I'll kill him for hurting her."
Louis nodded thoughtfully, gazing at her wounds. "Poor girl," he murmured.
Ed shined the light on her legs as Louis had asked, and I saw tons of fragments glinting wickedly, making my heart sink as I settled in for a long night, stuffing a pillow under my butt.
"I should've listened to her," I mumbled, running my thumb over her pursed lips, feeling soft huffs of air againstthe bad of my finger.
Ed whacked the back of my head, and I frowned at him. "Yeah, you should've."
"You're supposed to make me feel better," I objected.
Ed and Louis both shrugged. "It is kinda your fault. You don't deserve that yet," Louis determined.
I rolled my eyes, focusing on Arianne as Louis did what he needed to do. I found myself placing gentle kisses over her face often, feeling sad when I kissed her lips that she wouldn't kiss back.
"Okay. I think that's it. My work is done."
"Thanks, Lou. It means a lot."
He gave me a nod, smirking. "Be a bit nicer to her, will you? No matter how pesky she seems, you have to treat her kindly. She's a great girl," Louis said, touching Ari's back carefully.
I nodded slowly, gazing at her bandaged legs. "In the morning, have her shower. Luckily she didn't need stitches, but there will be blood. But she has to be careful, so the cuts don't stretch or break. Watch out for that, okay?"
I bobbed my head, picking up her discarded shorts. I pulled them up her legs cautiously. "And she has to sleep on her front, just for tonight."
"Okay. Thanks again."
Louis nodded, and left without another word. Ed patted my back, and ruffled my hair. "I second what Louis said."
I sighed. "We can plan the rest of this later, yeah?"
Ed nodded. "Of course. Now is definitely not the time to think about performances. Think about her, and making her feel better."
We hugged and he frowned at sleeping Arianne before following Louis' lead, leaving me and her alone, while they went out and probably got some pints.
Arianne's POV
I groaned, opening my eyes. I felt something brushing over my face multiple times.
"Hey, sweetheart," Liam greeted, smiling warmly at me, cupping my cheek. "I'm glad you're up."
I began to roll myself over but Liam quickly stopped me. "No, no. Stay still."
"Can I go to bed now?" I whimpered.
Liam sighed. "Yeah. Here, let me lift you."
He picked me up by under my armpits and set me carefully on my feet. "Do you need some pain meds?"
I wrapped my arms around his neck, resting my head in his shoulders. "I think they already gave me some. I feel funny."
Liam hugged me tight, resting his head in my neck affectionately. "We can sleep out here, since the windows broken."
"But there's no bed," I complained.
Liam chuckled, pushing me away. He threw the couch cushions to the floor and tugged on the couch. A mattress strung out of the couch, with nice sheets and blankets on it.
"Whoa," I mumbled dazedly.
Liam kissed my cheek. "Okay, lay down."
I flopped onto my front, grunting when my breasts were squished painfully.
Liam shut off the lights and got onto the surprisingly comfy couch-bed beside me.
"Can't I roll over?" I whined.
"Nope. Here I'll lay on my front too." Liam did so, smiling at me.
I pouted. "This is so uncomfortable."
"Why? Are you hurting?"
"No."
"Then what is it?"
"Nothing."
Liam raised an eyebrow at me. "Just tell me. What's the big deal?"
"This... It's squishing my boobs," I grumbled, my cheeks heating up.
Liam's eyes narrowed. "Oh." He was silent for a moment before he grinned cheekily. "Want me to hold them?"
**** Well, I thought that was a good place to end it. Sorry it's so short. But they'll be longer sooner. Once Finals are over :) by next week they will be and I shall do better updates and update more often! :D****
