Trust Me, Please?

(One Direction, NOT FAMOUS)
Bella's life wasn't exactly like any other 'Normal', teenage life. Being different to everyone else, and not fitting in anywhere, only made it harder. On top of being bullied in school, she had heaps of problems at home too. When she meets Louis, she suddenly feels safe, in the warmth of his arms. She thought no one could harm her, when she was with him. She thought she knew what the world was, but little did she know, when she was in his arms in the darkness, things were lurking about. Things she thought only existed in non fictional books. She was wrong, the world was a lot more dangerous then she ever thought. Being with Louis, is putting her and everyone around her in danger. Will she longer feel safe in his arms, or will he scare her away? Will she give up? Or strive for love?


4. ~End Of One's Day~

*Bella’s POV*

I sniffed and gape up at the voice, Louis. He gave me a warm smile, along with helping me to my feet. He pulled me up, as I stumbled into him, resting my hand on his chest, my breathing became unsteady. I smiled and slowly backed away, “You coming to class?” He asked scratching the back of his neck, “Depends.” I tease smirking. He chuckled lightly, “What have we got?” I ask walking back to my locker, “French.” He answered flatly. I nod and open my locker,

“Come on.” He said extending his hand out, I grab hold of my books and grasp my hand in Louis’.




“Why are you late Louis Tomlinson?” The teacher snapped sternly, and the students gasped. “I’m sorry, I was helping Bella find were the room was…” He said trailing off. “Bella? Who is Bella! There is no Bella in this class!” She said raising her voice, frowning. “Actually… There is now.” He said looking over his shoulder at me. “Come on.” He whispered, I stood out from behind him and looked at the teacher scared. “Oh.” She said looking down. “Well thank-you Louis, find a seat with Bella.” She said in a discreet tone. Louis walked down the isles of seats, as I followed behind him like a lost puppy. I sat between Louis and Emma, “Hi, are you enjoying your new school yet?” Emma whispered, I nodded, “The school is a bit big though… What’s the teachers name?” I asked. “Mrs Morgan.” She replied flatly rolling her eyes, we both giggle, but soon stopped when we saw the teacher glaring at us. “Student’s I expect you remember that I’m setting your assignment as of this month today?” She queried evilly, the students groaned. “Fine. I was going to be nice-” “Like that’s possible.” Niall interrupted and gave Harry a high five. “Principles office now!”  She yelled pointing to the door, “Yes Sir.” Niall said leaving the room, but he didn’t seem to worry, because he was still smiling.

“Now I’ll be choosing the partners.” She said taking a big list from her desk.

“Noah and Emma.”

“Liam and Ava.”

Everyone gasped, and started whispering. Liam didn’t look impressed at all; he slummed down into his chair.

“Shut up students!”

One after another names were called, but one stood out to me.

“Louis and Bella. Now Louis I was going to put you by yourself for high grade marking but I expect that you will help Bella understand what we are doing.” Mrs Morgan asked directing the question to Louis, making me seem like a dumb brick. He quickly nodded.




The school bell sounded, I walked back to my locker with my books grasped tightly to my chest. I fumbled around with my new lock before it clicked open, revealing my locker’s messy contents. You don’t even have to give me entire day before my locker looks like a tornado has swept through it.  I snatched my bag from inside and recklessly threw my books into my bag. I pushed the door closed with a puff and slumped the strap over my shoulder. I couldn’t wait to get home.




I stride through the car lot and climb into my mini cooper, before pulling out of the car lot and heading to a special place to me. Home.




I locked my car and shoved my hands into my pockets, protecting them from the chilly winds.


“Hey Bella is that you?” My older brother called from the kitchen, I ran down the hallway and into the kitchen, to find Tyler fixing himself a smoothie. “Hey Sis! How was you’re first day?!” He beamed while throwing strawberries into the blender. I shrugged, “Nothing special. Just getting a new locker and settling into new classrooms with new teachers. ” I said searching the fridge for a snack. “So you didn’t make any new friends?” He asked shocked, I sighed and thought about it for a moment. “I guess I did.” I said taking a tub of yogurt from the fridge and plopping myself into a kitchen stool. Tyler nodded while cutting up various other fruits and placing them into the blender. “What are their names?” He asked more focused on the knife than me, “Liam, Zayn, Niall, Harry, Emma, Natalia, Jenna and Louis.” Tyler stiffened at the last name and stopped chopping, though he quickly calmed himself. “Uh huh.” He said with a nod of his head, “What? What is it?” I asked concerned, “Nothing. Everything’s fine, you seemed to have made a few friends then?” He questioned me. “Yeah… Anyway what’s for dinner?” I asked finishing my last scoop of yogurt.

“Uh I don’t know. I wasn’t really planning on cooking so does Take away suit you?” He asked, “Yep, Noodle box?” “Sure.” He said ending the conversation with a grin.



“Hey Tyler?!” I shouted from the front door while slipping on my coat, “Yeah?” He replied, “I’m just going to get dinner!” “Alright.” I close the door behind me and jog over to the car, as I put the keys in the ignition, ‘Just Give Me A Reason’ came on. I hummed along to the beginning of the song and sang along to the lyrics.


Right from the start

You were a thief

You stole my heart

And I your willing victim

I let you see the parts of me

That weren't all that pretty

And with every touch you fixed them


Now you've been talking in your sleep, oh, oh

Things you never say to me, oh, oh

Tell me that you've had enough

Of our love, our love


Just give me a reason

Just a little bit's enough

Just a second we're not broken just bent

And we can learn to love again


I pulled up out the front of the restaurant and quickly ran in, locking my car behind me. The door closed behind me as I entered the restaurant, and waited for the people to call my name. As I stood around I started looking at all the decorations, making myself very distracted. As I looked around I feel myself falling and stumbling, “Ooops! Sorry!” He said catching me. The voice was familiar the mop of curls were familiar. Harry. “Oh, Hi Harry.” I said startled, “Hi.” He replied cheekily, “Oh and sorry about before, I should have been looking where I was going.” He said apologetically, I waved my hand dismissively “No your fine! I’m really clumsy anyway.” He chuckled looking at the ground; he looked back up at me with his green eyes as his tongue ran over his bottom lip. “So what brings you here?” He asked shoving his hands into his pockets, “Dinner, Take away, Tyler couldn’t be stuff cooking, so that’s why I’m here.” He nodded, “Tyler? Tyler Harries? Is he your brother?” He asked surprised. I nodded “Yep.” I said popping the ‘p’. His eyes widened, “He was like the best football player in 2010.” He stated very amused at the sudden topic. I smiled, “You should come over some time, I’m sure he’d be glad to meet you.” I mention happily. He smiled back and nodded, “Sounds like a plan.” He said confirming it.

“Harries?” The man called from behind the counter, “Yep!” I said putting my hand up, as if I was in primary school again. I grabbed the bag and quickly payed then man; I turned on my heels and headed back towards Harry. “Well it was nice talking to you. I’ll see you tomorrow?” I queried, “Sure. Meet me at the front gates?” He asked pulling his coat tighter around him, as people entered the restaurant letting in a cool draught. “Sure.” I nodded, “Good bye!” He said embracing me in a warm hug, “Bye!” I waved and headed back into the cool weather.




Little did I know that something great was about to happen in my life. And that was only the start.








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