Cecelia:

I felt someone push on my shoulder. Groaning I turned over on the bed and stuffed my face in the nearest thing. Which was actually really warm. Something wrapped around me pulling me closer to it and I blinked looking up a bit. I froze when I saw Louis looking back down at me his blue irises back to being very bright.

When I tried to move from his arms they just tightenened around my waist. I sighed and pushed on his chest trying to get him to releash me, but all I got was a cold laugh and a tighter grip around my waist. "Louis.. let me go." I said in my sleepy voice before I ended up yawning.

He tilted my chin up so I'd meet his eyes again. "I find you sexy when you're waking up." Louis wiggled his eyebrows at me and leaned in like he going to kiss me... but instead he kissed my cheek. Then got out of the bed and walked into his closet. I tried not to think about what just happened, and so far was succeeding because I was thinking about the tattoo I would have to be painting for my project.

"Louis!" I called out and within a few seconds he was in front of the bed wearing black skinny jeans and still no shirt. I kept my eyes on his face so I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of me 'liking' his body. "Don't I have to go to my house for clothes?" I tilted my head.

Louis shook his head. "Sorry, love. Can't, we'll be late." He half smiled and walked back into his closet. I sat on the bed slumped and angry with him. He should have woke me up earlier! I sighed and covered my face with pillow.

And that's how I sat for a few minutes, with a pillow covering my face and me silently screaming into it. Until I felt the bed sink in over me. I quickly threw the pillow across the room and screamed. Until a hand clamped over my mouth. It was Louis. I breathed a sigh of releif on his hand and he moved it while cheekily smiling. "You scared the shit out of me!" I yelled and he lowered himself onto me more with a sly smile on his face.

I tried to shove him, but he wouldn't let me. "You know we don't have to go to school.." He kissed my jawline multiple times. I just sat there frozen. "We could stay here.." Louis whispered in my ear before kissing just below it. "And having our fun." That last part made him crash his lips onto mine. But I just sat there, eyes wide and shocked. He grumbled and pulled away but stayed on top of me.

"LOUIS!" Someone shriek from beside us. I turned my head quickly to see Jamie and Lindley standing there. Lindley was running foreward. Jamie just stood there with a smirk on his face. It was definitely Lindley who screamed because she shoved Louis roughly off of me and grabbed me pulling me onto my feet and walking backwards away from him. "You're nuts!" She shrieked at him.

Louis sighed. "I was just having some - "

"Don't you dare say fun! Even if it was fun to you, do you think it was fun for Cecelia?!" Footsteps were heard rushing up the stairs and I switfly turned around when they were almost right behind me.

"Cecelia!" It was Conner, I'd recognize his vouce anywhere. I wrapped my arms around his torso and hugged him tightly. "What the hell did he do to you?" He whispered in my ear barely audiable so I knew no one else could have heard him.

I took one look at Louis before shoving myself farther into Conners arms. He held me close for a few seconds before handing me on to someone elses arms. I looked up to see a boy with slightly long brown hair and a lip piercing holding me to his chest. "Let her go Tom." I heard Louis' voice ring from not too far behind me as I thought he was.

Tom's chest rose up and down slowly and he let out a small chuckle. "You want to scare her even more Louis?" I looked up at Tom to see him glaring at whoever was behind me. I looked to my sides. Conner was at my right. Lindley and Jamie were behind us in the doorway of Louis' room. So I knew Tom was glaring at Louis.

"Tommy.." It was Lindley. "Just let her go, give her back to Conner." She said sternly and Tommy or Tom reluctantly let me go and Conner wrapped an arm around my middle holding me into him.

"Why did you even bring them here?!" Louis yelled and took a few steps toward Lindley and Jamie. Jamie grabbed Lindley and placed her behind him.

Conner spoke when Louis was just about to grab Lindley. "It was my idea to come here." He said and handed me back to Tommy who walked me over to Jamie and Lindley as Louis made his way toward Conner. Oh my God, Conner! No, I thought and tried to struggle from Tommy's grip. Lindley stepped in front of me trying to block my view.

But I could still see as Louis raised his fist and it came in contact with Conner's cheek. "CONNER!" I screamed and shoved Lindley and Tommy out of my way. I ran to my now fallen brother and pulled his head into my lap. His nose was bleeding and I had tears falling. Someone touched my shoulder and I looked up at Louis. "Get the fuck away from me! NOW!" He sat beside me a few inches away but he didn't leave me alone. "Go away Louis.." I said harshly and turned back to my brother.

"He's fine." Louis spat, stood up, and stomped out of the room. For some reason I wanted to follow him, be there for him, comfort him, but that was only half of me. The other half wanted to be here with Conner, get him out of here, get away from Louis, because I was so wrong about him.

Louis is too far gone. He can't be saved. He's a lost cause. I thought I could help him, but I couldn't. No one could help Louis, not me, not anyone. I don't even know why I bothered with thinking that I could help him. Obviously I can't. I was wrong, so, so, so wrong. "I can not help Louis Tomlinson.." I mumbled as Tommy helped me get Conner out of there and to the car they'd came in. I'd have to thank this Tommy guy later.

Tommy began to drive away, Conner was uncouncious. His head laying in my lap again. We rounded and corner and I looked back. Louis was standing on his porch outside watching as we went. He looked somewhat guilty but like most of his emotions, besides anger, it flashed for a half a second before it left.

I sighed and turned back around in my seat. "I was so wrong about you Louis, so utterly wrong, you can not be saved." I mumbled to myself and closed my eyes while leaning back in my seat. Pictures of Louis flashed in my mind, some of him in the photos where he looked happy, others of him when he looked angry now. Then there was one in particular. It was more like a mini-movie in my head.

"You can't save me." Louis whispered and then he disappeared.