A New Beginning
Chapter 2
I ran down the vacant alley, my mind whirring with the details of the stranger's face. I've seen those eyes almost anytime I turn on the news. I had always admired the shade of green they were. Or were they blue, who cares? I never really cared for celebrities and even growing up I never got into the fads that anyone else did. I would listen to their music sure but I don't stalk, fangirl, or read fanfic. I guess it's just not really my style. I realized that i had gotten to the first left turn that Louis told me about. Louis Tomlinson, how many girls would kill to be me and I'm not even a fan. What do they call it? Directioners? My closest friend is one. That's also how I recognize him.
As I slowed my run into a walk I continued down the even darker alley that i was directed down. As I neared the next turn I saw a dark figure leaning against the wall, as he noticed me coming closer he walked over. I stopped, wary of who it would be, hopefully this Harry person Louis told me about.
"Are you Harry?" I called out. I heard a light laugh before his response.
"Yes, are you the girl?" He said as he got closer, when he did I saw his bright emerald eyes and it hit me. Of course, Harry Styles. I wasn't thinking, what other Harry would it be?! He laughed again when I didn't respond. This shook me out of my thoughts,
"Um, yeah. The one that Louis sent," I spoke quickly looking away. I walked into a corner and shrunk to the ground, not realizing how exhausted I was. I thought. I though about how lucky i was to finally walk away from Ronald. I can finally say goodbye to that life, to that horrible year. This dat will no longer me an anniversary for the beginning of a relationship, but one to celebrate the end. I didn't realize that I was crying until Harry crouched down in front of me.
"What's wrong?" He asked timidly. I touched me cheek in surprise finding tears there. I tried to blink them away, but only more came. They wouldn't stop, they represented all the slaps and bruises that were formed. All the lost innocence I had witness and been a part of, for all the months that I had to be strong. I didn't have to be anymore. I was unable to answer the boy's question but he bent down next to me on the ground and draped an arm over my shoulder. This was the second time I had chosen to trust a stranger today. I knew I shouldn't but I leaned my head in his shoulder as my body shook with sobs. He awkwardly patted my back as i put my trust into him as well. These boys just seemed so trustworthy. I couldn't help it!
I rose my head from his shoulder many minutes later, my eyes empty, sore, and, without a doubt, red. I took a few deep breaths at my head fell back against the wall that supported my back. Harry tried again,
"So. What happened, What's wrong?" I explained that I had caught my boyfriend cheating but i didn't go into details. He didn't need to know my past with Ronald. He didn't need to know how close i was to breaking. He didn't have to know, and I didn't have to tell him. I would never be able to trust anybody enough to go into details, or so I thought. I picked my head up when I heard footsteps echoing around the damp alley.
"Are you guys okay?" Louis. A small wave of relief washed over me. Why? I don't know him, he doesn't know me. Yet I trust him more than anyone could put into words. But I still didn't understand why! He noticed the redness in my eyes and looked at me questioningly. I sighed, I would have to tell him I guess.
"I sorta had a breakdown," I said simply. His eyes still held confusion. "I don't need to bother you with my stories." I said quickly while getting up and began walking the way I came.
"But where are you going?" Louis called from behind me. I froze, I didn't have a place to go. I'm not going back to Ronald's. So I shrugged my shoulders and continued walking. I remembered that feeling in my gut. From when I first met my ex, and you see where those stupid butterflies got me know? I decided not to follow them anymore so I walked away from where they were telling me to go. I walked away from Louis. He wasn't stopping though. He ran up and grabbed my shoulder.
"You aren't thinking about going back with that dick are you?!" He spoke, anger clear in his voice. "I met him while you went to meet Harry. There's no way he deserves you." I froze, does this man really care that much? Besides, he doesn't even know me, for all I know he could be another abusive crack-head. I will not let myself into another relationship. I looked into his eyes and practically melted right then and there. Meh butterflies are cool, right?
"I'm definitely not going back to him if that's what your saying."
"Then where are you going?" I opened my mouth to reply but shut it quickly, realizing that I didn't even know for myself where to go. My friends all lived back in Delaware. Not anywhere near the city. I sighed,
"I have no clue," I spoke finally.
"Good. It's settled your coming home with me!" I could hear the smirk in his voice as I gave in. He and Harry lead me to the road and we climbed in a black car. I sat by the window with Louis next to me and Harry next to him. The driver began driving as I shifted in my seat. I pointed to Louis and said,
"Louis Tomlinson," I said and turned to the other boy, "Harry Styles." They groaned, probably afraid they're stuck in the car with a psychotic fangirl. I rolled my eyes as my bad mood kicked in and my smart asseness came out.
"Oh please! Don't flatter yourselves boys. I only know you because I watch the news once in a while not because I'm a crazy 14 year old!" I snapped. Their eyes widened for a second before they burst into laughter. Harry elbowed him in the ribs while saying, "She's a keeper Lou!"
I began to blush and look away. Louis hooked his finger under my chin and turned my head to look at him.
"Hey it's adorable, don't hide it," He whispered into my ear. His breath sending shivers down my spine, I blushed more as the butterflies went wild. After a while of just talking and getting to know each other on the car ride to their apartments. They explained that they where on tour and all in the same building while they where here. Oh goody, I get to meet the rest of the band that I don't to. (note the sarcasm) We finally pulled over and the boys started to get out. I hesitated for some reason still questioning why I was even doing this, why am I still here with these boys.
"Lida, You coming, Love?"
"Yeah," I replied as I stepped out of the car to be met by flashing lights and questions being yelled in my ears. I froze, this was not a part of the plan.
As I slowed my run into a walk I continued down the even darker alley that i was directed down. As I neared the next turn I saw a dark figure leaning against the wall, as he noticed me coming closer he walked over. I stopped, wary of who it would be, hopefully this Harry person Louis told me about.
"Are you Harry?" I called out. I heard a light laugh before his response.
"Yes, are you the girl?" He said as he got closer, when he did I saw his bright emerald eyes and it hit me. Of course, Harry Styles. I wasn't thinking, what other Harry would it be?! He laughed again when I didn't respond. This shook me out of my thoughts,
"Um, yeah. The one that Louis sent," I spoke quickly looking away. I walked into a corner and shrunk to the ground, not realizing how exhausted I was. I thought. I though about how lucky i was to finally walk away from Ronald. I can finally say goodbye to that life, to that horrible year. This dat will no longer me an anniversary for the beginning of a relationship, but one to celebrate the end. I didn't realize that I was crying until Harry crouched down in front of me.
"What's wrong?" He asked timidly. I touched me cheek in surprise finding tears there. I tried to blink them away, but only more came. They wouldn't stop, they represented all the slaps and bruises that were formed. All the lost innocence I had witness and been a part of, for all the months that I had to be strong. I didn't have to be anymore. I was unable to answer the boy's question but he bent down next to me on the ground and draped an arm over my shoulder. This was the second time I had chosen to trust a stranger today. I knew I shouldn't but I leaned my head in his shoulder as my body shook with sobs. He awkwardly patted my back as i put my trust into him as well. These boys just seemed so trustworthy. I couldn't help it!
I rose my head from his shoulder many minutes later, my eyes empty, sore, and, without a doubt, red. I took a few deep breaths at my head fell back against the wall that supported my back. Harry tried again,
"So. What happened, What's wrong?" I explained that I had caught my boyfriend cheating but i didn't go into details. He didn't need to know my past with Ronald. He didn't need to know how close i was to breaking. He didn't have to know, and I didn't have to tell him. I would never be able to trust anybody enough to go into details, or so I thought. I picked my head up when I heard footsteps echoing around the damp alley.
"Are you guys okay?" Louis. A small wave of relief washed over me. Why? I don't know him, he doesn't know me. Yet I trust him more than anyone could put into words. But I still didn't understand why! He noticed the redness in my eyes and looked at me questioningly. I sighed, I would have to tell him I guess.
"I sorta had a breakdown," I said simply. His eyes still held confusion. "I don't need to bother you with my stories." I said quickly while getting up and began walking the way I came.
"But where are you going?" Louis called from behind me. I froze, I didn't have a place to go. I'm not going back to Ronald's. So I shrugged my shoulders and continued walking. I remembered that feeling in my gut. From when I first met my ex, and you see where those stupid butterflies got me know? I decided not to follow them anymore so I walked away from where they were telling me to go. I walked away from Louis. He wasn't stopping though. He ran up and grabbed my shoulder.
"You aren't thinking about going back with that dick are you?!" He spoke, anger clear in his voice. "I met him while you went to meet Harry. There's no way he deserves you." I froze, does this man really care that much? Besides, he doesn't even know me, for all I know he could be another abusive crack-head. I will not let myself into another relationship. I looked into his eyes and practically melted right then and there. Meh butterflies are cool, right?
"I'm definitely not going back to him if that's what your saying."
"Then where are you going?" I opened my mouth to reply but shut it quickly, realizing that I didn't even know for myself where to go. My friends all lived back in Delaware. Not anywhere near the city. I sighed,
"I have no clue," I spoke finally.
"Good. It's settled your coming home with me!" I could hear the smirk in his voice as I gave in. He and Harry lead me to the road and we climbed in a black car. I sat by the window with Louis next to me and Harry next to him. The driver began driving as I shifted in my seat. I pointed to Louis and said,
"Louis Tomlinson," I said and turned to the other boy, "Harry Styles." They groaned, probably afraid they're stuck in the car with a psychotic fangirl. I rolled my eyes as my bad mood kicked in and my smart asseness came out.
"Oh please! Don't flatter yourselves boys. I only know you because I watch the news once in a while not because I'm a crazy 14 year old!" I snapped. Their eyes widened for a second before they burst into laughter. Harry elbowed him in the ribs while saying, "She's a keeper Lou!"
I began to blush and look away. Louis hooked his finger under my chin and turned my head to look at him.
"Hey it's adorable, don't hide it," He whispered into my ear. His breath sending shivers down my spine, I blushed more as the butterflies went wild. After a while of just talking and getting to know each other on the car ride to their apartments. They explained that they where on tour and all in the same building while they where here. Oh goody, I get to meet the rest of the band that I don't to. (note the sarcasm) We finally pulled over and the boys started to get out. I hesitated for some reason still questioning why I was even doing this, why am I still here with these boys.
"Lida, You coming, Love?"
"Yeah," I replied as I stepped out of the car to be met by flashing lights and questions being yelled in my ears. I froze, this was not a part of the plan.
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