Hell Is My New Home *Trying To Escape Sequel*

It’s been two months since Riley made her choice. Anna is still hanging around, only for Riley though. Riley is trying to convince her to go home, to be with her family and Tristan. Things are still basically the same, except Lou and Riley have talked. They -mostly Riley- don't want to strangle each other in their sleep. Still, their not on good terms. There's some stuff Lou isn't telling her, though. Zayn is oblivious to Riley's relationship with Liam, but Riley likes it that way. She's scared if Zayn finds out he'll hurt Liam. Not that she thinks he can't look after himself, it's just that Zayn is considerably bigger than him, and they've been down that road before. She's afraid this time she won't be able to intervene, and he'll get seriously hurt. Riley's not ready to take that risk. Liam's the only one there for her. Also, Riley isn't exactly 'comfortable' letting Christopher grow up with the lads. But she can't live without Liam, so she stays. **READ TRYING TO ESCAPE FIRST**


5. I Love You 5 -NeverShoutNever



    I led Liam into my room, his head hung low in shame. "Chin up, love." I whispered soothingly into his ear. His head slowly rose, and he looked deeply into my eyes. "I love you. Don't ever think anything or anyone can change that. You've changed me -made me a better person. And I've come to realize everyone makes mistakes. I mean take Christopher for example. He was a mistake. A beautiful mistake. And your mistakes don't make me love you any less than I did before. Don't let Zayn scare you into thinking any differntly." I spoke softly, almost a whisper, but not quite.


    He was silent, so I did the only thing I could think of, I smashed my lips onto his. Passion and love filling the kiss. All to soon I had to pull away, as I still had Christopher in my arms. Liam took Christopher away from me and placed him in the crib behind us. "What do you say later we have Lou watch Cristopher, and we finished what we started?" He asked seductively.


    "I'd say it sounds like a lovely idea." I replied. He kissed me once more long and hard before we both turned to leave. When we opened the door four boys came tumbling in. The all looked equally embarassed as I sent a glare their way. "It's rude to eavesdrop, you know." I spoke matter-of-factly.


    "Well it's rude to pawn your child off on your brother," Lou sassed. "I won't be home later anyway. Zayn, Niall, and I are going clubbing." I small groan left my mouth. It's a sad, sad day when Harry is my last resort.


    I sighed and tured to face Harry, "so, Mr. Styles," I started. He looked at me with knowing eyes, pushing me to continue. "Will you watch Christopher later tonight?" A smug smile appeared where embarrassment once rested. I rolled my eyes, bracing myslelf for his sarcastic, dim-witted reply.


    "Well I don't know Miss Tomlinson. My bedtime is eight o'clock. But, I'm sure I could alter my scedule just for you." He said slipping in a wink at the end. I sighed, not sure how much I wanted my son to hang around him just for my.... pleasure.


    The whole day went by; Liam and I aimlessly spoke about our past, childhood, and family. We played twenty questions, which turned into 'how many questions can you ask before you can't think of anymore'. And, we played with Christopher. Over all, our day was pretty nice and reaxing (aside from this mornings events). Every second I spent with him he gave me, yet another reason, to love him even more. Nothing could ruin this moment; Liam and I were lying on my bed, wrapped in each other arms, while Christopher was sprawled out on Liams chest. But of course, Zayn, Harry, Niall, and Louis found a way.


    Zayn sent a glare Liam's way before Lou spoke up. "Okay, listen up you two love birds," Louis yelled, being his normal peppy self. "We're leaving, so Hazza over here is free to take the baby!" A shiver ran down my spine when Lou said, 'free to take the baby'. I was seriously having second thoughts about this. Not about Liam, about Harry. I may not be the best mother in the world. Hell, I'm only seventeen. But, I think I have enough sense NOT to leave my child with him.


    "What about Anna?" Liam asked. Have I ever told you how much I loved him? Yes? Okay.


    They sent each other aproving glances. Wait, what? Aproving glances?! It's my fucking child I could send him to fucking Guam and they wouldn't have any say in it! Of course, I would never send Christopher to Guam, but.... Anyway, the point is they don't any say in who I put in charge of my child.


    I walked out of my room and down the hall in search of Anna. When I reacher her door I lightly tapped three times, notifying her of my presence. Once she granted me entrance I slipped through the door and plopped down on her bed. Anna had curled her hair, and was wearing a stunning, skin tight, black dress that accented her curves perfectly, black heels, a faux diamond necklace with silver bracelets, and beauiful diamond earrings. Her make up was done naturally with a smidge of eyeliner and mascara. I sometimes wonder how we could be friends; her with her elagant, girly, caring personality, and then me with my stubborn, bitchy, tough personality.


    'Explain," I demanded.


    "Well, Tristain asked me to go out with him tonight and I agreed, so, here I am!" She said preppily. "Do I look okay?" She asked smoothing out her dress and looking on the mirror in search of flaws.


    I grabbed her shoulders to put an end to her suffering, and spun her around making her look me straight in the eye. "You look absolutely amazing!" I said. "Any guy would be lucky to have you as their date, so stop worrying and go have fun! Although, you do owe me becasue now Harry has to babysit.." Anna smirked at me, so I jokingly flipped her off. Oh yeah, thats how we're friends. Anna's phone buzzed, so she grabbed her bag and headed to the door. "Bye, love! Have fun! But not to much fun..! And WEAR PROTECTION! Love you!" I screamed after her. Oh, friendship.


    I begrudgedly walked out of her room and back into mine, where I was met by a certain smirking curly headed boy. "Fuck you..." I muttered.


    "I know you want to." Replied, his smirk growing.


    "I hate you..." This boy was honestly getting on my nerves.


    "Inconceivable!" He shouted.


    "You know, quoting one of my favorite movies doesn't put you on my good side." I was so sending him away with Louis, Niall, and Zayn.


    "But -but, my name is Inigo Montoya, you kill my father, prepare to die." He just wouldn't stop would he?


    "No, your name is Harry styles, your a complete and utter twat, and if you don't stop you will die." That shut him up.


    As if on cue Christopher started crying. I groaned inwardly and threw my head back in annoyance. All he ever does is cry and sleep, cry and sleep! I know  I sound like an ungrateful parent and trust me I'm not, but I have no one to help me! Anna doesn't know what to do, leaving me on my own to figure how to raise a child, I haven't gotten a good nights sleep in months, and living with four more children isn't exactly 'easy' either. I woujldn't say Liam's a child becasue he's helped my get through so much, and he's stuck with me through pregnancy hormones, childbirth, he's even helped me with Christopher! And not once has he told me to relax, calm down, shut up, go away, or go to hell. He hasn't called me bipolar, a bitch, whore, or slut either. He's been completely supportive through it all; as has Anna, and for that I couldn't be more grateful or appreciative.


    I was holding Christopher, desperately trying to get him to calm down, as I was on the verge of tears myself. All of a sudden he was lifted out of my arms by none other than Harry Styles. I quickly spun on my heel, rage coursing through my vains. Who the hell does he think he is?! Harry kissed Christopher forehead and rocked him back in forth slowly while quietly shushing him. And I'll be fucking damned, it worked.


    "Still think I'm not babysitter material?" He asked cockily.


    I was completely baffled, but refuesed to believe he had just shut my child up. "Beginners luck..?" I asked in more of a question.


    "Aha, you wish, sweet cheeks." He sent me that dimply smile. Damn, that boy new how to get under my skin and stay there. Weasel his way through even my toughest gaurds. Then smirk. Just smirk and walk away.


    Harry walked downstairs with Christopher, and  I went into the bathroom, pulling my hair out of the messy bun it was in, and brushing it. When I got back into my room Liam was leaning against the wall, smirking wickedly. I knew right then and there I was in for a fun night.






What do you think? Please give me feedback, and I'll start writing the next chapter soon! Also, I've decieded I might give Niall and Louis girlfriedns, and they will be @/MollyLOVESONEDIRCTION (who's name I'm assuming is Molly) and @/Lizbethtomlinson (Who's name I'm assuming is Lizbeth), so if you want to be Zayn or Harry's girlfriend comment ur name and which boy. But please note: I MAY OR MAY NOT GIVE THEM GIRLFRIENDS SO IF I DONT PLEASE DONT HATE ME AND COMMENT TELLING ME I SAID I WOULD DO SOMETHING BUT I DIDNT! BEACUSE IM STILL DEBATING ON WHETHER OR NOT I'M GOING TO DO THAT OR NOT!

LIke, Comment, Favorite!


Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...