I cleared my throat again as I watched Louis walk over to a space near the door and took out a CD. My eyes grew wide. He did not.

"Louis Tomlinson," I barked. He turned around with the CD behind his back, smiling slyly.

"Yeess?" He asked innocently. I rolled my eyes and put my hand out waiting for him to hand it over. When he didn't move I stepped foreword again and started tapping my foot. He playfully gave me a slapped my hand away before running out the room laughing. I frowned and tried to run after him before I felt two people grab my arms. I looked and saw Niall to my right and Liam on my left. Harry and Zayn took off after Louis. I groaned as I tried to squirm my way out of their strong grip. Niall playfully poked me in the side, I squealed and jumped to my side, crashing into Liam. His eyes grew wide in realization. Liam turned me around with a mysterious smirk on his face.

"Are you ticklish Lida?" He said slowly. Oh no. I backed into Niall who poked me in the side again, receiving the same reaction as the first time. The soon had tackled me to the ground and tickling my sides. I screamed, laughed and squirmed trying to get out of their grip. Soon Zayn and Harry came up to see what the commotion was about. Soon they joined the other two and I couldn't breath. I was finally able two squirm my way out from under them and ran down the hall to find Louis on the couch acting as if he didn't hear anything. Soon the other boys caught up with me and had me cornered with mysterious glints in their eyes.

"Louis!!" I yelled, he looked over raising an eyebrow. "Help."

He got up and ran over seeing and realizing what was going on he laughed threw me over his shoulder.

"Louis!" I yelled as he ran out the front door. "What are you doing?!"

"Saving you, Love."

"Can't you save me inside the apartment?!" I groaned as he ran to the elevator and push a button. He waited casually for the elevator to come to our floor. When it did he stepped inside with me still over his shoulder.

"You know you can out me down, right?" I said with annoyance creeping into my voice.

"Of course love," He said while setting me down quickly. I sighed contently as my feet made their way rack to the ground. "Thanks babe."

He looked slightly taken aback at my choice in a name but got over it just as quickly, "No problem."

He leaned down and pecked my lips as the elevator opened. He grabbed my hand and began to lead me to the door. I stopped, "Where're we going?"

"To breakfast," he said simply. As we got closer to the doors you could hear the yells of the paparazzi and fans from outside. He was about to grab the door before stopping and turning me to face him.

"Okay. So the fans are going to be a little crazy. There are also going to be reporters. Just keep your head down and don't answer any questions, keep holding onto my hand and run to the car okay?" He looked me in the eye to make sure I understood, I nodded slowly before he opened the door. I did as I was told with help from security we made it to the car safe. We slid in the back slightly out of breath, I looked down to find I was still in Louis's sweatpants and t-shirt. Louis noticed as well.

"If you'd like we can go shopping after breakfast to get new clothes." He said. I shook my head quickly.

"Oh, no you've done enough already besides I'll have to confront Ronald eventually." Louis's normally sweet and playful gaze turned cold for a second.

"He doesn't deserve to be in the same room as you, I'd rather buy you a new wardrobe than you see him again."

Louis's POV

I froze when she mentioned his name. He didn't deserve her, she needs someone that would never harm her, never place scars on her body. She needs someone perfect that will make the pain go away. I'm far from who she deserves but I'm sure as hell more deserving than him. I saw the bruises he left behind. My gaze drifted to her exposed arms that contained the dark purple splotches beneath her skin.

I reached over and grabbed her hand, he looked at our entwined fingers before meeting my eyes, I leaned in first and she followed my lead until our lips met in the middle. We stayed like that for a few moments until our car pulled to a stop in front of a restaurant. It was a little nicer though and Lida was still in my sweatpants.

"If you'd like we can go shopping first," I suggested. She looked out the window at the restaurant.

"Do they have a dress code?" she asked.

"No, but people seem to give weird looks to people who prefer sweats." I said, "I don't have a problem, I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable."

She shot me a "bitch please" look and stepped out of the car first and waited for me to join her.

"I don't get embarrassed." She explained, "And besides I've done worst things in public than wear sweatpants to a nice place." She started walking ahead, leaving me wondering behind her. What else has she done?

Lida's POV

I walked ahead of Louis. When I turned around he was walking slowly with a confused expression on his face. I laughed lightly, and grabbed his hand.

"Not like that, just silly things that normal people would send people like me into a nuthouse for." I said casually, causing Louis to laugh. That laugh! We were seated and talked, just getting to know each other a little more. I told him a few stories of stuff I would do, and explaining my scatterbrain personality to him.

"In middle school I gave all my close friends nicknames," I told him, recalling from back then. "I had a friend named Alex. We were really good friends, and his name became cheese and he was my guard dog."

He shot me a look suggesting I was crazy. I probably was but I began to laugh.

"That look!" I exclaimed. "That's the look people give me in public!" We laughed and finished our breakfast. We left the restaurant and headed back towards the car.

Notes

I know. Really bad. I just couldn't think of anything. Plus I'm tired. It's midnight where I am and I had to finish a chapter for tonight. Sorry.
Nightynight Lovelies.

P.s. The joke about that kid named Alex that I named cheese is true. See know you think I'm crazy don't you? I don't mind, I know I am.