I quickly realise i left my bedroom window open from when Harry climbed in. I look at him and he looks back at me, but his face is shocked. What is he sho- oh.
My bruises shit. I quickly pull my hair forward while holding up my towel.
“Hi Louis” I say trying to act like the bruising is nothing. “Dont ‘hi Louis’ me Trundle, whats happened to your face” He says, sounding genuinely worried.
“I fell down the stairs, there is so many in this silly house” I say trying to play it off, he nods but he doesn't look convinced.
“Louis can you turn around quickly so i can get dressed?” i ask, he doesn't say anything but he does as he is told. I pull on some trackies and a singlet.
“All good” I say as I turn back to face him but he was already looking at me. I hope he hasn't been looking the whole time.
“Wheres your parents?” he asks me, I don’t think he bought my story at all because I can tell he’s still looking at my bruises and the carpet that is still wet and soapy from when i cleaned it.
“My dads gone out for the night” I smile at him.
“Emily, tell me who did that to your face, i know what someone looks like when they've been punched.” He tells me. Im not ready to tell people. I don’t know why i told Harry but if I get found out I’ll be put into foster care.
“I told you what happened.” I reply sternly, staring straight into his fierce blue eyes. I could get lost for hours in his eyes.

“Emily I need to apologise, I know I got angry this morning and I may have hit a nerve, but you shouldn’t be wandering around on your own at night, this area is dangerous” He pulls me to sit down next to him on the bed.
“I really appreciate that Louis, but I can look after myself” I tell him honestly.
“I like you… a lot” he tells me and he moves closer to me. I keep Harrys words in mind ‘He’ll hurt you, he’s a player’ but for some reason, in this moment, he seems like the nicest guy in the world. “I like you as well Louis” I smile at him and he pulls me down so I’m lying on his chest, his arm is wrapped around me and he's holding me tight.
“I’ve heard your a player” I say bluntly, i need to know.
“I am usually.. but not with you, I feel different around you. I promise.” he sounds so sincere but I’m still so unsure… I lay there in his arms, he is gently stroking my hair and it feels so right. I have butterflies in my stomach. I turn to lay on my tummy so I’m facing him, he brushes his thumb softly across my cheek and he kisses me. My first kiss. I try my best to kiss him back but i don’t really know what I’m doing. I pull away after a few seconds. “That was my first kiss” I tell him. He looks shocked for a second but then he smiles, his smile is so infectious.
“I’m glad it belongs to me” He says.
“You should get going Louis” I tell him knowing my dad could come home any minute.
“I don’t want too leave” He tells me, but I need him out. He can't know, he won’t want me if he knows. I grab his hand and pull him to the front door, i kiss him on the cheek, causing him to smile. “Goodnight Emily” He says.
“Goodnight Louis” I say quietly but I don’t think he heard me.

Once Louis is out of sight, I go inside and jump into bed, thinking about the events of the last few hours. I don't know if i’m glad I lost my first kiss to Louis, but it was perfect.

I wonder where i can run too, Ive decided too sleep here two more nights, and if nothing improves then i’m leaving. Maybe Louis would let me stay with him? Or Niall? but they would ask too many questions. I would ask Harry but its too close to home, I would be caught for sure. I soon fall asleep, dreaming of a better life.

The next morning I wake up, I had the most restless sleep of my life. Nightmare after nightmare where i woke up sweating. I don't even remember what they were about but I know they were scary. I got up to get ready for school. I pulled on black skinny jeans and a white knit shirt, then i chucked a jacket on over the top. I tied my hair back and applied my makeup, The brushing has calmed down quite significantly now so its much quicker and easier to do and i don't look as cake face. I walk out of my bedroom and realise i haven't eaten in a couple of days. I don't know why I just haven't been hungry. I quickly make toast a bit of bread and put some butter on it then i head for the front door. I find it blocked by 2 passed out men, one being my father and another i do not recognise. He must have made a friend. Rather than waking them I walk out of the back door and around the side get to my house and begin my walk. I only make it about 200 meters before a car pulls up beside me. I turn expecting it to be Harry but I see Louis.
“Hey babe” He says with a sweet smile.
“babe?” I reply with confusion evident on my face. Louis chuckles.
“Get in” he says and i do as I’m told.
The first minute of the drive is quite awkward. Louis is concentrated on the road but every two seconds he’s looking at me. Its as if he doesn't believe I’m real, or checking I haven't leaped out of the car.
“So… last night” he says suddenly.
“Yeah. Last night” I smile at the memory as I run my thumb along my bottom lip. I look at Louis and he’s staring at me, his face is unreadable, he looks like he’s speechless and he takes his bottom lip between his teeth and turns his attention back to the road.
“Thank you for giving me a shot Em.” he says as we pull into the school carpark… and he heads straight for the spot next to Harry’s car where he and Niall are stood talking. Should I want to hide this? I cant tell him not to park there, I don’t want him to think i’m ashamed of him.

As we pulled into the parking space Harry and Niall stared. Harry sort of knew but he didn't know about the kiss yet. Niall did not look happy. I looked over at Louis and he had a devilish smirk playing on his lips. He looked satisfied. I undid my seatbelt and went to open my door but it was child locked. He stepped out of the drivers door and came round to mine to open it for me. How cheesy.

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