Louis' pov
I walk into the flat, "Hey man, the lads and i-"
I stop myself looking at Harry kneeling over a girls body, she has blood trickling down her forehead..
"Harry! What the did you do man?!"
"I didn't do anything! This girl just came down the street and fell into me, after taking a beating from this guy!" he defends.
Her eyes start to flicker open she gets up and runs to the other corner of the room in a instant.

I take a step closer, slowly.
"It's okay...we don't bite." i say and her eyes are still filled with fear.
"I-I..Where's A-Adman..." she stutters, looking around. "He doesn't let other guys around me.." you can hear her voice soaked in a shaking scared way.
"He doesn't know where you are, we'll call the cops, just tell us his name and-"
"I can't." she interrupts me. with a firm voice.
"At least tell us what happened?" Harry insists.

Sam's pov
I pull my long brown hair behind my ear.
"I don't want to tell you that either." i say and they sit on the black couch, they pat a seat in between them.
I sit on the exact opposite couch.

I don't want to trust them, I can't.I haven't trusted men since i was 15.

"i should be going back. Adam will punish me if i don't go back." i accidentally spit out as i stand up.
The curly haired one pulls me back on the couch and i punch him in the jaw.
"Sorry...instinct" i say, as he covers his jaw line.
"It's okay, i get it... don't touch you." he holds his hands up sitting back down.

The house is quiet for a long time.
"Do you need some clothes to sleep in tonight?" the one with the quiff says, i raise my eyebrow.
"You are staying here tonight." he continued.

"You'll be much safer here love." says the deep voiced, curly haired one.

"I cant" I notice something, "I don't even know your names..."

"Louis."
"Harry."

"And yours love?" says Harry.
"Oh...it's Samantha, but you can call me Sam."

They lead me to a extra room and i change into a big black tee shirts of Harry's.
I lay in the bed and fall asleep quickly.