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:)


37. I'll Be Your Runaway

Me and Molly were left alone as the boys went down the hallway to their recording studio. Molly moved to sit on the couch near me.

"So, catch me up. When's the wedding?" Molly asks me, as she grabs both of my hands. I pull my hands away, which makes her give me a cheeky smile.

"Uh, there's no wedding. When're you and Zayn tying the knot?" I ask her, and she rolls her eyes.

"I-I dont think he's the one... honestly... well, I mean, he's sweet and romantic and all, but I'm 18.. he's almost 20 now..." She says. I feel like I've been punched in the gut.

"Why not? Thats not that far apart. You guys are good together. You should give it some time before you really realise it." I say, and she smiles.

"Fine, I will. So... how'd you and Louis' date go last night?" Molly asks me, and I scoff, I dont want to remember it at all.

"Hey, I'm making tea, want some?" I say, ignoring her question. I dont want to tell anyone what had happened. All those guys were after us everywhere... I stood up, fixing Louis' striped t-shirt and walked to the kitchen. I put the kettle on the stove on high. Molly walked out behind me.

"Seriously, you wont tell me what happened?" She asks, a feeling of anger rising in her voice. I shake my head.

"Bad things, my friend, bad things." I say, and I turn to see her give me a cheeky smile and a wink.

"Bad things? Like, what?" She asks, and I know exactly what she's getting at. It makes me sick to think that she thinks about me and Louis in that manner.

"Well, not that way for one, you sick, sick child. And, two, bad things as in I almost got kidnapped by a rapist in a group that killed Parker." I say, and I feel my eyes get blurry. Her eyes grow so wide. She reaches her arm out and pats my shoulder, smiling at me, reassuringly.

"Louis was there." She says, "He wouldnt of let anything happen to you." She finishes, and it makes me smile. I know he wouldnt, but I still keep remembering when I was five years old and I'd almost gotten kidnapped also. I got lost beyond my parents' view and someone almost took me away. Was it the same guy? If it was, the years have not been kind to him. How long has he been waiting for his chance to get me again? Will he be able to find me and Louis here? Are the boys safe right this instant? I dont know why, but Paul has been moved to the 'dont trust' list, he's been very suspicious lately. He doesnt want me and Lou to get too close, and he wont allow it. He was somehow involved in this whole scandal that was to kill Louis in some way, and I dont know how, but I wanted to find out. And, until I do find out what part he takes in this scandal, I cant trust him. The boys trust him, of course. They've known him longer. A bit. And they might know whats happened... no, Paul wont tell anyone.

Thats when it hit me, Parker knew. Parker knew what had happened to Paul, could he have been killed by someone who wanted to make sure that the secret didnt get out. Another terrible thought hit me, did Paul kill Parker? He knew Paul's secret, he knew what had happened for real. For some reason, a darkness hit me. I wouldnt ever be able to trust Paul again. I heard the kettle making screaming noises and saw steam rising from the two open holes in the side. I poured the hot tea into two cups, and handed one to Molly. She worridly looked at me, but took the cup anyway, sipping it lightly. I tried to take a sip, but it was way too hot yet. I walked myself into the living room, flipping the T.V. on and watching just random shows. I need to tell Louis. They've been gone almost three hours, and I need to let him know what had happened... what I've been thinking about. Maybe he feels the same way, we do seem to think the same thoughts all the time...

"Molly, when are the boys getting back?" I ask her, and she scoffs.

"Kendal, if you really cant stand being away from Louis for three little hours to spend time with your friends, then just go with him. Forget about your friends." She says, and I shake my head.

"No, thats not it. I just have been thinking lately. I-I need to tell them all the whole story, I need to tell you the whole story sometime. But, Paul cant hear. He cant." I say, and Molly looks worried.

"Girl, this is all going to your head. You're going crazy. Stay with Louis whenever you can, you're not crazy when you're with him.." She says, and I almost cry out in pain. Was I losing my best friend? I cant lose her. I need her to stay by my side. I just turned my head, feeling sick, and watched T.V. until the boys returned.


Another hour passes by and by this time, I was insanely worried. Until the boys bursted through the door very loudly, almost making Molly jump off the couch. I giggle at her, acting like we're still as close as we used to be. But, I cant act very well, Molly just rolls  her eyes, and glues herself to Zayn, who holds her closely. Louis comes over and sits next to me. He smirks at me as he grabs my hand. I see Paul watching us, and I decide to just whisper into Louis ear.

"Louis, I need to talk to you. Without Paul or anyone hearing. It's serious." Is what I whisper, and Louis nods. He takes my hand, helping me up off the couch, and we walk by Paul, and out into the hallway. He leads me all the way outside and onto the tour bus. The tour bus brings stinging memories of  Parker. I bite back the tears and sit down with Louis at the table, checking everywhere to make sure nobody was around to see or hear us in here. Louis looked worried as he grabs both of my hands, and we both sit back down on the couch.

"Well, about Parker's death... He knew. He knew what happened to Paul, and it seems funny that right after Paul tells Parker what happened to him, the true story that Parker is killed. Did it show who really killed him anywhere?" I ask, and Louis shakes his head, his eyes are glued on mine. "Lou, I think... I think Paul murdered Parker. Just think about it, Parker knew the whole story. Parker wanted to tell us. As soon as Paul knew Parker's plans of telling us, Parker mysteriously gets killed. With no evidence of the murderer." I say, and Louis covers his mouth, and stands up.

"You're right. It was Paul, it was Paul this whole time. He did it, I-I didnt think he would do something like that. He seems so different in my head that he actually is.... Oh my God. I've been putting you in danger by just letting us be by him. We're running away. I dont care anymore. Being by Paul is not worth it anymore if he's going to do something. We know the truth now, he'll kill us because of it." Louis says.

"No, Louis, no. We cant run away. We just need to act like we know nothing. Dont give any hints. Get the boys and Molly all together, and we'll all go together. All in good time, I promise Louis. And, dont let Paul take anybody with him alone." I say, and Louis nods.

"He doesnt go to the concerts anymore. We can do it there. We'll tell everyone, we'll get away. Me and you will go to London, leave Paul here." Louis says, and I wonder what will happen to One Direction after this.

"What about all the others, and the band, Louis, you cant leave all this behind. All those fans count on their role models not to die down for a long time." I say, as I stand up. I step in front of Louis, who was pacing around. He seems to do that a lot lately.

"I know, we'll still get together all the time to perform, and we'll keep One Direction live until it dies down, and then we'll run off for real. Just me and you, we'll run off and live our lives together." Louis says. I have to bite back the tears in my eyes, he really does want a future with me.

"Louis, I-I think someone's listening. I just saw a shadow outside." I say, and Louis runs, locking all the doors before looking out. His look was of complete surprise. I braced myself for who it was.

"I-It's Paul." Louis only says the two words, and I felt my knees go weak. Louis runs over to me, and we both run over to the drivers' cabin. Louis sits in the driver's seat as I take the other one next to him. He starts the bus, which instantly purrs with power. He pulls the car away slightly, before it hits me. The boys. Molly.

"Louis, what about everyone else?" I practically cry out, hiding my emotions really badly. Thinking about leaving them behind kills me inside. One part of me loved this bad boy Louis, the other wanted so badly to get the others out.

"Text them. Tell them to get out without Paul knowing. Tell them he's coming inside now, and to go out a window. We'll come back in a few weeks for all our stuff, but tell them to meet us at the Hotel Ramada. It's a couple miles away. If they stick to the back of people's yards, they'll make it before tomorrow night. I made up my mind, we're doing this now. We cant wait for Paul to get us." Louis says, and I instantly follow his instructions, telling them what he'd told me to tell them. Harry was the first to respond.

Harry: Why, whats going on?? xx

Me: I'll explain later, please do it. Paul is coming! Hurry Harry! I dont want to lose you guys. XX

Harry: Okay, I trust you. We'll be there sometime. wait for us. xx

Me: We will. xx be safe.

Harry: We will. dont worry. and we really will need the explanation sometime soon.

Me: I will, just do it. Please

Harry: K

I looked over at Louis, who had now pulled onto the road.

"Babe, we're going to have to trick Paul. He'll be following this bus. If we park it somewhere that we think he'll think we thought was a hiding place, he'll get sidetracked searching for us on it. But in reality, we'll be running in the backs of the peoples' yards to meet up with the group, and get somewhere safe. You okay with the plan? I just cant risk Paul seeing this parked at our real hiding place and coming to find us." Louis says, and I nod.

"Yes. Sounds great." I say, I was 100% following his plans. I like this rush, the adventure. Louis pulls into a parking lot that is somewhat hid behind trees, but you could still see it if you just looked at it while you pass. Paul thinks of us as stupid kids, well, let's show him just what stupid kids can do. He'll get a run for his money. Louis uncliped his seatbelt, and stood up, waiting for me to get up so he could take my hand. He's such a bad boy, I love this. He took my hand and we walked off the bus, hiding behind anything we could, just for cover while we made sure Paul wasnt watching. Or, making sure that nobody was close enough to see. There were only a few people walking on the street, not noticing, when me and Louis dashed to the backyards of the houses that lined the streets. Louis hadmy hand the whole time, making sure I didnt go anywhere.

"Okay, we need to get to the group first of all. We'll run back this way, being hidden by the trees, and we'll meet up with them. Make sure they dont leave tracks and they close the window and make it look like they just went out for something." Louis says, and my thumbs are instantly clicking away on my phone, padding over top of the buttons, typing the message to a conjoined phone tab. Making sure they all knew the plans. Louis crouched down, and I did the same. He pulled me closer to him, and I leaned into him. We were just waiting there.

"Oh, bonjour!" I heard a voice from behind me and Louis say. We both looked over and Louis cringed when he saw a little kid standing there, looking at us over his fence. Louis hushed the child, who ran back to his house shouting something. I heard a door open and shut, and the child was gone. Or, was he getting someone? I hope not... Louis didnt take chances, thinking probably around the same thing, he took my hand, and we ran a little further up, hidden way better by a huge bushy tree. The tree's limbs fell down to the ground, and we were shaded against the sun's harmful rays. Louis smirks at me, and puts his finger over his lips. I nod, and we stay put. This is our new hiding place until the rest come. They'll be here around dark, so, we'll be covered much better. I heard a door open, the same voice from before, only there was another with him. They spoke in French. Me and Louis sat so still, my breath hitched when they got close enough for me to hear them.

"Maman, ils etaient ici." The little boy's voice spoke, making me shiver. His voice was low pitched, and he sounded worried, telling his mum that we were right here.

"Personne n'a ete ici, aller a l'interieur." The mother spoke, telling the boy to go back inside and that nobody was here. Louis held me close to him, his grip tight on my waist, until they went back inside, and I hadnt realised I'd held my breath the whole time until I finally sucked in the sweet air like it was my last breath. Louis heard me breathe in really loud, and he whispered to me.

"You okay?"

"Yeah." I say, of course we were both whispering. So, there was no chance of anybody catching us here. So, here we go, starting off our tour with running away. I somehow felt like this  was our new life. The runaway life. I would go through anything to be with Louis. No matter the pain, or trouble, I would stay strong knowing he was right here. I guess me and Louis are going to have to wait a little bit longer. I couldnt wait to be reunited with all the others. I hoped they were okay. It's a good thing Louis had me wear his clothes, or else I would be freezing by nightfall. I hugged onto Louis, who held me close. We were completely surrounded by trees, nobody could possibly see us, but I still felt like we were open to the whole world. Like, everybody could still see us. Louis put my head on his shoulder, and told me to rest some, that he'll keep watch. He tells me I'll need rest before all this. It's going to be troublesome work, but at the end, me and Louis will have our life together, and this is what I've been waiting for. I love my bad boy. I'll be his runaway.








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