It Wont Be Like This For Long...

In this story, a girl, Kendal, and her best friend, Molly, meet One Direction whist at their concert in London. Kendal has always lived there. In Cheshire. Molly lives in America, but only because her parents made her move over there. -We used to pick on people like Americans, but now, Molly is sort of aone now... so we try our best not to. She's lived there so long, her accent is starting to fade away, slowly, but surely. Soon enough, she'll be a regular old Jolly Englander. We call America 'Jolly Ol' England'. It's just something we do here.-
Enjoy this story. It's about us, meeting One Direction and Zayn really starts to take a liking to Molly... and there are some problems along the way, but we all stay on the right track, and we get them where their hearts are. So, enjoy:)


36. Back At The Hotel

Louis and I walked for a few more minutes, in complete silence before we reached the hotel room. I smiled and happily took Louis' hand as he offered them to me. We walked up to where everyone else was in the hotel room. Room number 220. It was the penthouse suite, on the last floor. The 24th floor of the hotel. I moved  myself to the terris, to overlook the beautiful ocean, and to thank the good Lord that that Louis was there today. That the man hadnt gotten away with me. I would have killed myself. Before I knew it, Louis opened the door, and walked out, standing by my side, looking out at the ocean.

"This place is so perfect." I say, and I look over at Louis, who smiles and nods.

"It is. Perfect." He says. He's acting a little weird all of the sudden. And, then, he speaks, "What would have happened if he would've gotten you? If he would have taken you away and I never saw you again?" He asks.

"I-I dont know. We would stay strong, knowing our love was right there. Waiting for it's chance to shine again. Wouldnt we? Or-or would you just move on?" I ask him. Hey, he'd asked me first.

"No. I would never move on. For once in my life, I finally feel like I have something right. Like I have the one. You, you're the one for me, and there's no saying different. Neither of us can deny it." He says. And I agree. I just imagine, me and Louis down on that beach, splashing around in the water, in the sunset. And, when the sun is about to set, only a little of it left, he's propose, and that would be the beginning of our beautiful life together. I can imagine all of our life, all to the point when we're in each others' arms when we die. I want him to be holding me, telling me it's alright, that he'll be there in Heaven waiting for me when I die. I want that so bad when I die. I just pray that Louis and I are together forever. And, I hope that he doesnt 'see a light' and think we're too serious.

"You okay? You're just staring, is everything alright?" He asks me, snapping me back to reality.

"Yes, everything's fine. I was just imagining my future. I know, it seems weird, but I do it all the time." I say, and Louis smirks.

"Was I there?" He asks. I nod, and step closer to him, hugging him. Wrapping my arms around his lower back. He hugs me back, and when we hug, the night's air is less cold. I feel less cold. In fact, I'm going inside when he lets go.

"You know, you're always in my dreams for the future too, as my wife. And as the mother of my children. I-Is that weird?" He asks.

"No, not at all. I imagine the same things. I know it's only been a few months, but... well, we're older now, and we can do what we want. We're around the marriage age now." I say, and he finally lets me go. He nods, and takes my hand, leading me back inside the hotel, the warm air filling my lungs. Making me warm again. I smile as Louis goes through his closet, pulling out his t-shirt and boxers.

"Want to wear them to bed?" He asks, holding the boxers and his shirt up.

"Sure, love." I say. He smiles and throws them to me, I go into the bathroom and change into them. When I come out, he's only in his boxers, pacing around the room like a mad-man. I rush over to him, and put my hands on his shoulders.

"What's wrong, Lou?" I ask. He doesnt answer, he just side-steps, leaving me there, and keeps pacing. "Louis, di-did I do something?" I ask, knowing this will get him to talk. And, it does. He instantly rushes over to me, putting his hands on my shoulders and looking into my eyes.

"No, you did nothing. It's just, I just got a phone call... from the police... well, the hospital now." Louis says, sitting us both down on the bed. He puts a hand on my knee, squeezing it before continuing. I can feel it from his touch that it's bad news.

"Babe, you can tell me, anything. It's okay." I say, his worry fades a little, but theres still a lot of sadness from his eyes.

"O-Okay. Please dont cry. Please. But... well... Parker, he's, he's... he died." Louis says, and I feel all the air rush out of me. NO! I let my head fall down, and then I feel Louis' warm body up against mine, pulling me into a hug. I rest my head on his shoulder and let my tears fall down. I cant help but cry.

"H-how?" I manage to get out. I try to hide the fact that I'm crying, but I cant. I feel Louis tighten up the hug, and I know it's going to be something I didnt want to hear.

"His groupies caught him, and heard about him helping us. I guess police were there, and his last words were for us to be safe and that he's sorry for all the bad things that he

s caused. And, he told us to beware. And, not trust anyone." Louis says, and he pulls us apart. I wipe at my tears, but Louis sees them.

"I-I thought we'd given him a job that would keep him away from everyone of those people. I thought, oh my God, I just thought we'd made it all better... I-I just need to think this out. I'm sorry..." I say, and Louis wraps me in a hug again.

"Dont be sorry. There was nothing we could've done to stop him. And get this, that man that tried to get you, he was working with them. If we didnt tell him to leave, he would have lost his life 2 hours earlier. So. we gave him 2 more hours just by telling him to drive home. I-I think we should probably sleep now. It's been a tough day. I'm not going to let something else bad happen to ruin more of today." Louis says. I nod, my voice is so weak that I cant even talk anymore. I thought we helped him escape all those problems. He just wanted to be a different man, to change all the bad in his life into good. To help the one's he'd wronged. I let more tears slide down my cheeks as Louis helped me lay down. He layed down next to me, hugging me from behind.

"Dont worry. He's better now. Not trying to escape or run anymore. And, I know he doesnt want us to worry. I know he's looking down on us right now, and he's smiling down at us. I know there's a good light coming from all the bad that's happened. I can feel it. I'm right here, I wont go anywhere. Goodnight, babe." Louis says, and he's right. I know Parker wouldnt want us to live our lives worrying and living in the past of his own life. He had some great adventures with his life, and he is in a better place now. He's in Heaven. And that sure as heck is somewhere those other thugs arent going to be when they die themselves. They'll go the other direction. I moved into Louis more, feeling his bare skin against my neck, and on my lower back where my t-shirt had came up a little bit. Louis also crossed his legs with mine, keeping me extra warm. He whispered loving things into my ear until I fell asleep. I fell asleep with Parker on my mind. He was a good man. A good man that was changing. And I know if he could've breathed a little longer, just a few more days, we would've known he meant buisness with his promises. And that he was trying to be a good man. And, I sent a thank you prayer out to Parker for helping us as much as he had so far. And, without him, we would've been dead. I feel bad about him leaving this world, where he wanted so desperately to change bad to good, but I know he is smiling down at us. Maybe he's our guardian angel, lighting up our way as we go. I fell asleep so quickly, I had barely remembered at all what had happened, the awful news...


I woke up to Louis' arms still around me. Where he had kept them last night, they were a bit looser, as he probably moved in his sleep, but they were still around me. I shifted slightly, turning around so quietly and carefully so I didnt wake Louis up. But, as soon as I turned, I saw Louis' eyes staring back into mine. He smiled.

'Good, you're up. Goodmorning, gorgeous." He says, and I smile.

"Morning." I say, as he takes his arms from around me to rub at the skin around my eyes.

"You really took that news hard, didnt you? I'm so sorry." He says, and he looks down, trying not to look me in the eyes.

'Yeah. I thought we helped him. I thought we'd escaped those awful men. But, I guess I've been wrong about a lot of things lately...I just wish he were still alive." I say, and Louis wraps his arms around me again, pulling me into his chest. I dont pull away, which seems to make him happy enough. He pulls away first and tugs the blankets off both of us.

"Wow, you look really good in my clothes." He says, which makes me giggle. I sit up, and hit him with a pillow, which takes him into defense mode, and he wraps his arms around my waist, and pulls me back off the bed so I'm facing him, we're both standing now. He pulls me closer to him, and his lips land on mine. I hear the door to our room open, which I thought was locked, and someone stepped in, but we kept kissing.

"Whoa nelly! Didnt mean to interrupt." I heard Harry's voice say. Only then did me and Louis pull apart, and I giggled.

"No, no, nothing at all." Louis says, chuckling. I side-step, so I"m beside Louis, and we're both facing Harry.

"And, did you really just say 'whoa nelly'?" I ask Harry, who loses his grin and becomes 'serious'. He tries to look serious, but he fails.

"Yes, yes I did. But, Paul needs to see both of you guys. He's not in a very good mood... so, watch out..." Harry says, turning a funny good mood into a 'oh no we're dead' mood. What does Paul want now? I feel Louis' strong arm go around my waist as we both walked out the door. Harry lead us to where Paul was lying in his bed in his room, gave us a thumbs up and a cheeky smile, and left. He closed the door behind him, making it feel as though there was no hope left anymore.

"So, I see you two had fun last night...? Louis, I warned you..." Paul says. Louis waits until he finishes to talk.

"No, she wore those because she had no pajamas. What are we here for?" Louis says, obviously not happy with Paul.

"Well, I need to tell you something. I give you the rights. You guys are old enough, and you understand love enough now to be married. And, you're around that age where you'll get married. So, I give you permission to do anything you want to. I wont nag you anymore." Paul says. My mouth opens in a 'o' shape, and Louis looks over at me, mirroring how I must look.

"Are you serious Paul?" Louis asks, really questioning him.

"Yes. I know you guys will stay together, and probably get married, so... yeah, have fun with your love. Now, get lost you crazy kids. Before I do take it back." Paul says. And Louis leads me out of the room. He smiles at me, and I return it.

'Now we can do anything. We can leave without his permission. Other things..." Louis says, obviously, I knew what he was thinking.

"I'll set up the date.." I say, rolling my eyes at Louis, who's smiling like a mischevious little kid.

"Sounds great." Louis says, and he leads us into the bedroom, where we'll get dressed for the day. I've been in front of everyone now wearing Louis' clothes. I felt kind of awkward. So, I chose some really tight, high-rise skinny jeans, and a cropped t-shirt. The t-shirt I had was cropped and off the shoulder, it was really revealing. Only going beyond my second rib. Louis smiled when he saw me come out of the bathroom, and I smiled at him too. He wore a beanie, with suspenders over a striped t-shirt and his all-too-famous red jeans.

"Going with the classic look, eh?" I say, poking an elbow into his arm. He smiles and nods.

'Yeah. Concert today, this is what the fans expect. And, I love that outfit, but there are creeps out there, so... can you wear one of my outfits instead for today?" Louis asks me, looking straight into my eyes. He kills me everytime. I nod, and he rushes off to his closet, where he pulls out his sweatpants and one of his famous striped t-shirts. I grab them from him and rush to get them on in the bathroom, almost putting both of my legs in the same pant-leg. I come out, holding my other clothes in my hand, and Louis smiles.

"Much better. You'll be warm today." He says, and walks over to me, taking my hand, and leading me back out into the living room, where all the others were gathered. Molly and Zayn getting all lovey-dovey in the corner chair. And she says it's gross when me and Louis kiss in front of her. Louis led us both over to the couch, and we both sat down. Everyone acted like they were waiting for us to come, only talking once we got there.

"Okay, so a concert tonight, and then we're all going out for a movie. Sound okay?" Niall asks. Me and Louis already had plans to go do something else. We were going to go to a dance club. Louis rubs my back, and looks into my eyes for the okay. I nod.

"Sounds great, bro." Louis tells Niall, and Niall rubs his hands together, as if getting warmed after being outside in the wintertime for 3 hours. I smile as Louis kisses my cheek, leaving a warm feeling on me, and I blush, remembering how we're in front of everyone. So, a concert and then movie? Sounds like a good choice night for me.

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