Only You (Louis fanfiction)

Kelsey is just a normal 17 year old girl. other than the fact that her mother passed away when she was 15 and that her father became abusive ever since. Oh and she dropped out of school due to bullying. She dances to deal with all the pain. Kelsey feels so alone. What will happen when she is forced to help the biggest boy band, which she hated, One Direction? Will she finally find someone who cares for her, who loves her?


17. Just Another Sad Story

Kelsey's POV

The car ride home was silent. Very silent. Too silent. I think you guys get the point though. Louis was gripping the steering wheel rather tightly, his knuckles were turning white. His face was expressionless and his lips were pressed in a straight line. I tried talking to him a few times but he would either ignore me or just simply grunt in response. I could tell he was upset. But I didn't mean to ruin the night! It wasn't my fault! I couldn't stay there knowing he was in the same room as me!

"Louis, you're going to cut off the circulation in our fingers. Loosen your grip." I quietly stated. When he didn't loosen his grip, or even look at me, a tear made its way down my cheek. "Louis, please talk to me." I cried.

"And say what Kelsey?" He snapped, his grip on the steering wheel becoming even tighter than before. "I tried to have a good night with you because honestly, I like you! You're beautiful, funny, and even though we just met you can read me better than anyone else can! But what was that scene back at the restaurant!?" He yelled. One of the things I hate most is being yelled at. I'd rather someone physically hurt me rather than yell at me. I started to cry a little harder than before and brought my feet up to my chest, leaning my head against the window and ignoring Louis' question.

"Answer me Kelsey!" He shouted even louder.

"Louis you're scaring me." I whimpered.

"Oh I'm scaring you, huh?" He continued to yell.

"Yes you're scaring me!" I cried out to him through the tears. Louis finally parked the car in his drive way, his grip loosening from the steering wheel and his face softening. He looked over at me, tears in his eyes.

"Kelsey I'm so sorry. I completely forgot about everything. Oh my gosh I'm such a douchebag!" He whispered, not looking at me. I chuckled, yeah he is a douchebag.

"Yes, you are a douchebag." I stated, unbuckling my seatbelt and climbing over to him, climbing on his lap and raping my arms around him tightly. "But it's okay. I forgive you." After awhile of me hugging him, he finally rapped his arms around me, bringing me closer.

"Are you going to tell me why you were in such a rush to leave the restaurant?" He asked against the crook of my neck.

"Do you really want to know?" I asked. He hesitated.

" Of course. If whatever happened made you react that badly, it's something I should know." He answered.

"Okay, well I'm going to tell you everything to jus be patient with okay?" He nodded is head and I took a big breath and began.

"Well, when I was about 15, we got a new kid at my dance studio. He was an amazing dancer, it was unbelievable. His name was Jonathan. Anyways, we were paired up for duet we had to preform for some judges. We quickly became friends. Finally he asked me on a date. I said yes, blah blah blah, we ended up dating. So one day, by accident, he met my father. I never wanted him to, obviously. But it happened. When my dad open the door the day they met, he looked shocked, I half expected him to yell at Jonathan to go away of even hit him since he never let me have any friends. But, he didn't. I was confused at first, why didn't my dad treat Jonathan like he did all of my other friends? But I didn't let it bother me. I was just happy I finally had someone in my life other than my idiotic, abusive father." I took a deep breath, finding it hard to keep on going. I found the courage to continue when Louis started rubbing southing circles on my back. "So whatever we hung out a lot, but, I wanted to meet Jonathan's family right. Cause, well it was only fair. He met my dad why couldn't I meet his? Both Jonathan and my father always found excuses to why I couldn't meet Jonathan's father. I was confused for the longest time, I didn't know why I couldn't meet his dad. I didn't know what the big deal was. My father would always send me to my room when Jonathan's father would come and pick him up so I couldn't see who his father was. Well one night, when Jonathans' father came to pick him up and my father sent me to my room, I snuck back downstairs. I was too curious. But when I went I saw what was happening, I really did wish I had stayed in my room. Jonathan was paying my father to date me. And Jonathans father was one of my fathers friends, one of his friends that would watch my father abuse me from time to time and just laugh. I overheard my father say something along the lines of "Just wait one more week, and then you can start.". I didn't even want to know what he meant, I ran upstairs to my room, feeling sick to my stomach. I didn't think about what my father had said much that week. I didn't think it mattered. But was I wrong. It turns out, Jonathan and his father were paying my father to use me for their sexual needs. About a week and a half after I finally saw who Jonathans father was, I started being invited to their house. But when I was there, they would start to touch me. Each time I would go to their house, the more they touched me. I tried to tell my dad, but he obviously didn't care. One day when I went to Jonathans house, both his father and himself would touch me a lot more than usual. I tried to get them to stop, but they wouldn't. They wouldn't listen to me Louis." I cried into his chest.

"Is that it, love?" He whispered.

"No." I took a big breath before continuing. "So like I said, they wouldn't listen to me. They kept on touching me and eventually, one thing led to another and they... they" I chocked and let out a sob, remembering the memory.

"It's okay Kels. I understand. You don't have to say it." Louis said.

"Thank you." He smiled a small smile and hugged me.

"Anyways, what they did that night, it went on four months. My dad didn't do anything so I was helpless. They finally stopped hurting me when Jonathans father lost his job and had to move away and buy a cheaper house. I haven't seen them since then and the last thing Jonathan said was "Don't worry babe, I'll find you. And when I do, you wont be able to get away.". He found me Louis. He found me!" I cried loudly into his chest.

"Kelsey, look at  me." He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. "Why do you think I asked you to be my girlfriend?"

"I don't know? For the hell of it?" I whispered. Why did he even ask me to be his girlfriend? We only met this morning and plus, I'm so broken. No one will ever love me.

"Kelsey, no! I asked you to be my girlfriend because even though I met you this morning, I have this weird attraction to you. I feel like I have to protect you and what better way to protect you than be your boyfriend? Honestly Kelsey, there's something about you that makes you irresistible. I don't even know what it is, but you've got it. And I'm not letting that go. I asked you to be my girlfriend because I know that if you give me a month or two, I can sure in the hell learn to love you. Hell, I'm already getting there and I met you this morning! Kelsey, I'm not going to let anyone hurt you and I will never hurt you. Not in a million years." He hugged me tight, tighter than I've ever been held before. I cried. Cried because I was scared. Cried because I hate my so called father. Cried because I miss my mom. Cried because now I have someone who cares about me. Cried because I know that from now on, everything will be okay. Cried because I felt as though Louis was going to help me through this. Cried because I knew I was going to be okay.

"Come one, love. Let's go inside." He kissed my temple and I nodded. I probably looked a mess. M make-up was probably everywhere and my hair was probably all frizzy. I climbed off of Louis and into the passengers seat. I grabbed my purse and my phone and opened the car door, stepping out. I froze because I remember, he was following us. He was here. I could feel his presence from a mile away. Louis quickly ran to my side, grabbing my hand leading us to the front door to the flat. Before we could enter the building, we heard a husky, dark chuckle.

"And where do you think you're going?"

And there he was.


So how was that? I actually like this chapter! YAYYYY FOR KELSEYYYYY!

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