Em is abused by her dad and one day she has enough of it. She runs away to her brother Niall. (This is when 1D aren't famous)


7. Dreams come true

Niall walked into my room and knelt down next to my bed.

"Common Em, I know your not actually asleep," Niall whispered as he messed up my already messed up hair. I opened my eyes and smiled.

"You just know me too well," I said. "I was trying to be sneaky," Niall laughed.

"You know your just like me. I'm not sneaky and am about as scary as a baby rabbit," we both burst out laughing. I sat up in bed and stood up.

"I hope what I said was ok with you, to Lou," Niall asked as he looked up. I walked over to the closet and picked out a blue tank top and a pair of beige skinny jeans. I turned around and looked at Niall.

"Your my brother and I trust that you'll do whats best for me. I understand if you don't want me dating one of your best mates for a few reasons. You don't want me to get hurt again. But I'm pretty sure Louis is pretty sincere when he says that he won't," I said.

"Alright then,"

"I heard you call Louis, 'BooBear'. Why?" I asked trying to change the subject.

"We all have different nicknames. I'm Nialler, Harry is Hazza, Liam is Daddy or Li, Zayn is the Bradford Bad Boy, and Louis is Lou or BooBear," Niall explained.

"And what's my nickname going to be? If I'm going to hang out with you guys then I'm going to need a nickname," I said as I started to laugh. Niall looked up like he always did when he was thinking.

"How about Shorty?" Niall asked. He knew I didn't like to be called short. I punched his arm and walked into the bathroom to get ready.

I slipped off my pajamas and brushed my hair out. I rubbed my hands over the bruises that lined my arms. They had so many horrible memories. I quickly snapped back to reality and turned the water on in the shower. I let the water get hot before getting in. I shampooed my hair then rinsed. Then washed my body, trying to wash away all the cut, bruises, and scars. It never worked. I got out and and wrapped the towel around my body. I looked around and swore. I had left my clothes in my bed room. I pulled the towel around me tighter and peered out down the hall. I heard Niall banging some pots and some other voices. I quickly dashed across the hall to my room and shut the door hard. I dropped the towel and let it land on the ground. I quickly got dressed them wrapped the towel around my hair. I still didn't have a blow dryer and didn't really feel like fixing my hair. I opened the door and walked into the kitchen. Niall was fixing eggs and sausage. He turned around and smiled.

"Nice hair. Is that the new style?" Niall laughed.

"Haha, very funny Nialler!" I laughed as I opened the fridge and grabbed out the orange juice. "I just didn't want to fix my hair," I explained.

"I'm fixing breakfast for the boys. How many eggs do you want?" Niall asked.

"Three," I said as I turned around to see the others laying on the family room floor.

They looked like they were wresting. Zayn and Harry lay on the ground. Harry was trying mess up Zayn's hair while Liam held a unplugged hair straightener and was threatening Harry with it. And Louis sat on the couch laughing at them. I walked in and leaned up against the wall by the TV.

"Boys!" I yelled trying to get their attention. "Stop fighting!" I yelled again but with no avail. I glared at Louis. "Why are they fighting?" I asked him.

"They like their hair too much," Louis explained. "Why are you wearing a towel?" he asked. I just laughed. I didn't want to answer that again. I walked over to the couch and sat down next to Louis. He put his arm around my shoulder and smiled at me. "Can I talk to you?" Louis whispered in my ear. I looked up at him.

"If it's about your little talk with Nialler this morning, I already heard it," I said. Louis looked at me with a confused look. "I overheard you two talking," I explained.

"Oh! Ok then," Louis said. "So? What do you think? Will you go out with me?"

"Of coarse I will BooBear," I said as I tapped his nose.

"Haha, I see you've found out my nickname," Louis said. "What should yours be?"

"I thought it should be Shorty, but she doesn't like that," Niall said as he walked in with 6 bowels of eggs. Harry, Liam, and Zayn's attention immediately turned towards the food. We all grabbed a bowel and squished onto the small couch. Zayn ended up sitting on Harry's lab and I sat on Niall's lap.

After breakfast the boys wanted to play video games. They all sprawled out on the ground and started kicking around the virtual football. I sat on the couch with Louis, who offered to sit the game out. I had curled up on his lap.

"Wanna go somewhere else?" he whispered in my hear. I looked up at him and smiled as I nodded my head.

"Alright mates!" Louis said as we stood up. The boys paused the game and looked up at us. "Em and I are going somewhere. We'll be back soon," Louis said as he grabbed my hand. Niall stood up and I could tell by his face that he didn't want me to go.

"Be back at 1:00," Niall instructed. "And I swear Lou, if anything happens to my sister then I will personally murder you," Niall said trying to sound tough.

"Nialler, I'm not going to let anything happen to her," Louis reassured as he patted Niall's shoulder. Louis led me outside to his car. He opened the door for me and I got in. Louis got in the driver's side and started the car. He shut off the radio as he drove away. "I could tell that you didn't want to stay there," he said. I nodded.

"Yea. Sport aren't really my thing. I know Niall likes sports a lot. We're alike in a lot of ways but that's not one of them," I said.

"What about you and Greg?" Louis asked. It caught me off guard.

"What about Gred?" I asked.

"How's your relationship with him? I know that you and Niall are like best friends instead of like siblings,"

"Well Greg is my brother, we used to fight all the time. About a month before Phil took me, Greg and I actually started to get along. But I haven't talked to him since the last time I saw him. I don't even know if he would want to see me again," I said as I looked out the window. I felt Louis look at me. He pulled into a gas station and got out.

"I have to use the lou. Stay here," Louis said as he walked into the store. I sat in the car and stared out the window. A few minutes later Louis came walking out. "Alright, lets go," Louis said as he got into the car and drove away,

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"To my favorite spot in London," Louis said. "No one knows about this spot except for a few people, but the boys don't know," I smiled. Louis was taking me to his special place. Somewhere were even Harry didn't know about, which shocked me cause Harry and Louis were best-est friends.

We drove along the backstreets of London. We were in a part that I didn't recognize. But I guess after being locked up for three years, you miss out on some stuff. After about an hour, Louis pulled over against the street. The street was lined with colorful houses. I got out of the car and met Louis at the back of the car. Louis opened up the trunk and dug out a black guitar case. He grabbed my hand and led me down the road. He stopped at a rod iron gate. He fiddled with the lock until the lock opened up. He held it open for me then closed it. We were in a small ally way beside two houses. The ally way was full of plants. It was more like a garden than an ally way. Plants shot up from everywhere. Louis led me to the back where a stone bench was. Louis sat down and opened up his guitar case where a beautiful dark brown guitar was. He pulled it out and patted the spot next to him, motioning for me to sit down. I sat down and he began to play. 

"Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City, I'm a thousand miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty, yes you do, Time's Square can't shine as bright as you, I swear it's true, Hey there Delilah don't you worry about the distance, I'm right there if you get lonely, give this song another listen, close your eyes, listen to my voice it's my disguise, I'm by your side..."  Louis continued to sing and when he was done he put the guitar back in the case and looked at me. I had begun to cry.

"Love, why are you crying? Did I do something wrong? Because if I did..." Louis stammered but I cut him off.

"No, no Lou. It's just this song is really special to me," I cried. Louis wiped the tears off my cheeks. "When Phil took me, I would listen to that song every night. I imagined that Niall or someone else was singing it to me. And that when they were singing that to me, they were telling me that everything was going to be alright. Nothing was going to happen, that someone would take me away from that hellhole and I wouldn't have to deal with Phil anymore," I said.

"Well your dream came true I guess. I'm not going to let Phil get you anymore. None of the boys will. And trust me, if Niall ever see's Phil again, he's not going to see the light of the next day!" Louis said. He made me smile. Louis scooted closer to me and took my hands. "I love you," he whispered as he leaned in closer to me until our foreheads were touching.

"I love you too," I whispered right before Louis closed the gap between us with a kiss...

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