A Run Away (A Louis Tomlinson fanfic)

This is a One Direction fan fiction.

Kim, age 19, runs away from her home in Doncaster, UK. She meets a young lad named Louis Tomlinson, who is from the band One Direction. She's not sure if she should stick with him and his band mates, or go her own separate ways. And... they might have something between them.


2. Meeting Louis"

I feel hot tears stream down my cheeks. I wiped them out of my eyes and started running again. I run for at least a mile.. maybe more. I stop in front of a nice neighborhood, with huge mansions. I sit down in front of one of the bigger houses and cry. I hold my stomach as hunger overcomes me, but I can;t eat now. I need to save the bits of food I have. I take a shirt from my bag and dab my wet cheeks, hating myself for running away. But, I know my dad can;t afford to pay for me too. 

I hear the door open and I swiftly turn my head towards it, standing up. 5 lads stand by the door, all confused. One with a buzz cut walked up to me. "Are you ok?" he asked, helping me up. I sniffled\, "Yeah..." The boy with blonde hair says, in an Irish accent, "Come in. We have room for another." I shake my head, not wanting to go in the strangers' house. One with blackish hair motions me in. I shake my head again, trying hard not to cry. "We don't bite," says the chap with the brown, curly hair and big hands. I sigh, knowing they won't give up. 

As I walk in the door, a little scared, the other boy looks at me. His hair is light brown and his eyes are a beautiful blue color. He smiles at me and says, in his light, sweet voice, "Feel welcome." A shock goes through me. 

They invite me to sit on their couch, so I do so. They all sit with me. "So," says the one with curly locks. "Have you not heard about us?" I eye them over, and yes, they did look familiar. They were probably famous or something, but I didn't have time to pay attention to all the stars and stuff. "No," I said quietly, scratching my dirty head. "Well," the one with blonde hair says, "I'm Niall, that's Zayn, that's Harry, that's Liam," he looks at the boy with the blue eyes. "That's Louis." 

"Some people call me The Tommo!" Louis perks up. I smile, even after everything. I have to admit, even though I know I just met him but... I think I like Tommo.

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