You're Perfect to Me

Desirai Monroe(Dessi) has always had a pretty bad life. At the age of 4, her father started abusing her. At the age of 13, her father killed her mother right in front of her. He was arrested for child abuse when she was 14. Nobody knew about the murder of her mother. He made it look like a suicide, and everyone believed it. He was imprisoned for 5 years and Dessi went into a foster care until she met her boyfriend Travis, and moved in with him. Not long after that, she discovered he was her worst nightmare. Once she escapes she meets five of the most famous in the world. Will they be able to help her?
(Recommended age: 14+)


6. Protector

~Liam's POV~

She looked so small in my arms, so fragile. She was beautiful. Her nose and forehead were burrowed into my shoulder. It just felt right; so perfect. I got a chill as I felt her hot breath against my neck. I felt pity for her, she had been through so much and I was scared for her. I held her tighter; not wanting to let her go, but her bedroom was just down the hall.

I walked to her bedroom and nudged the door open with my knee and stepped inside. I have only been in this room a few times before, but I haven't seen it in a while. I walked over to the bed and lay her down. She protested with a groan. "Shh.." I whispered to her, "It'll be right back." I looked at her and she looked back at me with her beautiful green eyes. I realized I was staring at her for a while longer than I should have. I got embarrassed and quickly walked out of the room.

Dessi was amazing and she made me feel so perfect. I liked her a lot, but I also knew that Harry liked her too, or at least wanted to hook up with her. He makes me sick. He doesn't deserve a girl like Dessi. He doesn't deserve anyone. I realized I hadn’t moved from her door and was standing there for over three minutes.  I remembered that she needed the first aid kit. I saw Harry with it earlier. Ugh! Harry.. Well I have to get it for Dessi. I walked down the stairs.

~Dessi's POV~

My stomach started to hurt. So much was going on. I felt traumatized and scared. Travis was going to find me. I knew he would, he won’t stop until he does. But at the same time, there was Liam. He would want to protect me, right? I don't know but I got butterflies when he looked at me. He made me feel special, like I belonged. I never felt this way before, it was weird.

Liam came back with the first aid kit and kneeled by my bed. He opened the first aid kit and started to look through it. He was so handsome. I liked him a lot and I could tell he liked me too. Or did he? Maybe he was just being nice to me. Maybe he just felt sorry for me. I can understand why.

He looked up and sat on the bed next to me. He had tweezers in his hand. He picked up one of my arms and I flinched away in pain. "Sorry, I'll be more careful." He said quietly with a sincere look in his eyes. I couldn't help but stare at him, he was perfect.

After a few silent minutes of Liam picking the glass carefully out of my wrist and arm, he said. "If you don't mind me asking, what happened?"

I took a deep breath. "Well, Travis called me.." I said so quietly it was almost a whisper. "Oh, what did he say?" Liam said.

"He's going to find me, Liam!" I shouted hiding my face in my hands. "No! I won’t let him!" He shouted back. "Liam.." I protested. "I won’t let it happen! He won’t find you, Dessi! I promise."

"Okay.." I said, clearly not believing him.

"I'm sorry that it happened." He said.

"Don't be, it's not your fault."

"I know, but I could have stopped it."

"How?" I asked him. "I don't know, but you don't deserve this! You don't deserve any of this! You don't deserve the shit that you're getting from Harry, you don't deserve what Travis did to you!" He shouted, but soon after he looked at the ground. "I'm sorry.."

"It's fine." I sat up. "I might not have deserved what happened in the past, but still, I can't change it."

"I have to make sure that this doesn't happen again. I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again." He said staring into my eyes.

"But how-" He cut me off. "Trust me. I won’t let it happen. I will protect you." Then he pulled me in and kissed me.

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