Nikki Addison is a good girl. Just finished high school as got accepted to the college of her dreams. She then runs into the one and only Louis Tomlinson. Louis Tomlinson is known to be a bad boy. But he is a really good person, he just isn't allowed to show it. What happened in his past that he can't be the good person he truly is? He always wanted to get out but had no reason to. Until he met Nikki. Will his past be too much for Nikki? Will he and Nikki ever be able to get away from it all? Or will the past come to haunt them later in life? <First Fanfic> please no hate. Please do not copy my story or idea. Thank you and all the love

Summary: Lillian Shay the crown princess of the United Kingdom was on a ride to France, when her ship was suddenly taken over by Louis Tomlinson, the infamous pirate captain otherwise known as the Prince of the Seven Seas. Mature content, Read at your own risk I really hope you like it. So if you do please tell your friends to come and read it here

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in which a fan girl gets lucky. really, really lucky.

“Who are you running from?” a deep voice barked “GET AWAY FROM ME!” I shouted. I whipped myself around to face the man, but he was gone. I made another run for it while I could; this man was incredibly fast, like a cheetah. He could catch me without even trying if he saw me go. I turned my head to the back checking if he was following me, he wasn’t. I started to feel a bit of relief but a sudden force pushed me, making me back up harshly into the wall. It felt like a small car had collided into my body. “Please don’t hurt me.” I whimpered. “Now, why on earth would I do that?” he replied. The shadowed man came closer, my heart was a bass drum beating rapidly and my hands were getting clammy. He took a step further reaching the shine of the moonlight. His face was now visible. My eyes travelled across his face. Stopping at his plump red lips formed into a smug smirk. “Like what you see?” he teased. He sensed my fear as he lifted his hand up to my chin, tilting my head up to his towering figure. His touch was as cold as ice, flinching as sparks radiated through my skin. My breath hitched as he slowly brought his lips to my ear. “So, so beautiful,” he huskily whispered. I felt his breath on my neck, sending a rush of chills up my spine. He cautiously switched his lips to my other ear. “And I’m so, so lucky. Because you’re all mine.”