Trying To Escape. *COMPLETE*

Riley has lived a fairly normal life. Except she does boxing, kick boxing, and karate. So I guess you could say that she's pretty trained in self-defense. Now most people would think that unless you want to be a professional boxer her skills are pretty useless, well for her that's not the case. When she gets kidnapped by the one direction boys she's pretty thankful that she's been doing karate since she was 3, boxing since she was 4, and kick boxing since she was 6.


37. Locked Out of Heaven -Bruno Mars

Louis' POV

The moment I got home, I punched the wall. No way to calm myself down. No girls. Not smart, I know, but given the circumstances, I was allowed to do stupid shit. Another thing I did was open the fridge. I shifted through the packages and boxes and milk cartons, until my hand closed around the glass bottle I was searching. Beer. Vodka. The strongest stuff money could buy. Considering the amount of money I get paid, it's strong, and it's meant to be watered down. But I need to flush away the images. Need to get Riley out of my head. Need to get revenge on her. 

I love her. I really do. But she needs to learn again, that I'm the boss. That I'm the older sibling. The responsible one. The one she looks up to.

But she hates me. I have only one thing to hold against her. Christopher. And maybe Anna. Ok, that's two things. Maybe I could call dad. The last time I heard from him was years back, but at that point he was usually always drunk and stank of vomit. Abusive. Maybe now I can get Riley to listen to me, to love me. 

But I know that wont work. She'll just run away again, like before. To Anna's.

I sat down on the couch, clasping the glass bottle, and taking a swig. Disgusting. Sharp. But immediately I loosened up. I felt less angry. More care-free.

It was at that moment Harry walked in. I don't know what made me do it. I just snapped. I stood up, clumsily setting the bottle on the coffee table, so it spilled. Maybe it was the liquor that made me stagger up to Harry. Pin him against the wall. Punch his face repeatedly until he sank to the floor unconscious, a black eye already blossoming. "Never touch Riley again. Douche." I growled as Niall ran in. Niall saw me hovering over Harry. Saw the bottle, spilling over onto the carpet, over his computer. He didn't get mad. Instead he just walked up to me, and gently put a hand on my shaking shoulder. "Lou calm down. She-" I cut him off by slapping him across the face. It didn't seem to work, knocking him out though. Niall glared at me before saying "Well, you owe me a new laptop." He grabbed Harry and pulled him from the room. The door closed, leaving me alone. I heard the lock turn. "Niall!" I bellowed. "Open this fucking door right now you pathetic little leprechaun! NOW!" I pounded on the doors until my fists hurt. I could only hear his laughing. "You've gone soft Tommo. You're the pathetic one."

At least I had the alcohol.


Sorry that it's short. I'm busy and I really wanted you to get a chapter today. So, what do you think of Niall? Sadistic? Cruel? Do you like him? :)

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