Forbidden Love

Alana grew up in a military family in California. She finished high school early at 16 years old and went through schooling to be a body guard. She is one of few female body guards. When she aplies for a job as a body guard for a popular boy band that she has never heard of before, One Direction. She develops feelings for Louis that she doesn't want to adress. But is her will power strong enough to keep her feelings hidden from him and everyone else?


3. Drowning out the pain

Louis' P.O.V.

I'm pacing back and forth in the hospital waiting room to hear news about Alana. What is she dies? That would have been me if she hadn't jumped in front of me. "Is anybody here for Alana Jackson?", a nurse asks. "Oh my god! How is she?!", I ask frantically. "She will be fine. She will have to stay at the hospital for a while though. If you would like to see her you can follow me.", the nurse says. I follow her down the hall. Before we enter the room she says, "Do you know who Louis is? She has been saying his name in her sleep." "That's me.", I say shocked.  


I walk into the room and look at Alana. My poor Ally. She's lying bed sleeping with an I.V. in her arm and bandages on her stomach. That could have been me. I sit down and grab her hand. Had she really been saying my name in her sleep? She stirs in her sleep and starts mumbling. "Louis.", I hear her say. The nurse was right, she was saying my name in her sleep. I lean forward and kiss her on the forehead.


I'm sitting there watching her when all of a sudden she screams, "Louis! No!" and her eyes bolt open. She starts breathing hard and she looks at me and starts crying. I sit on the edge of her bed and say, "Love, are you okay?" "No! I had a dream that you got shot instead of me. It was terrible.", she says while crying. "I'm fine. You're going to be fine. It will all be okay.", I say and kiss her on the forehead. "No it's not! Damn it! I'm falling for you and I can't control it! It's fucking scaring me! I am falling whether I want to or not! I can't be with you which makes it worse. Lou, am I losing my mind?!", she says. "No, your not losing your mind.", I say. "Then what am I going to do?", she asks. "If you want to keep your job, than nothing. We can't be together without you losing your job. We will just have to keep away from each other as much as we can so that nothing will happen.", I say. "Okay.", she says.


I let go of her hand and sit back in my chair. "You know you scared me half to death, right? I seriously thought you were going to die.", I say. "Sorry, but I didn't want you to be the one getting shot.", she says. She's starting to act tough again. Damn it, why can't she just show people what she really feels? 


Alana's P.O.V.

A few days after I'm shot the boys need to leave to a different state. I stay behind at the hospital, for a few weeks. Once I'm out of the hospital I take an airplane to where they are. I work as long as I can without thinking of Louis but he wont stay out of my mind. There's just something about him that I'm attracted to. His smile, his laugh, and his carefree personality draw me to him. I have barely seen him smile or laugh since before I was in the hospital. Once in while I catch him staring at me and shoot him a warning look. It's so hard staying away from him. On the inside I just want to run to him, hug him, and never let go. But I can't. This is the worse pain I have ever felt in my life.


After a few weeks of being back at work I am told by Paul to take care of Harry and Louis while they go shopping in New York. Guys that like to shop, that's new. We stop at a small restaurant for lunch. Harry gets up to use the bathroom, leaving Louis and I alone. "How are you doing?", he asks me. "Louis, just leave me alone.", I say. "No. You look like someone just slaughtered your whole family infront of you every time you look at me. You need help.", he says quietly so that no one can hear him. "I need help, but not from you.", I say stubbornly. "Damn it, I'm the only one that can help you!", he says. "Well the only way of you helping me is impossible", I say. Harry comes back so Louis and I stop talking. Louis is staring at me from across the table. He looks sad. I try my best to ignore him for the rest of the day.  


*A few days later*

There's a knock on my door and all five of the boys are standing there. "Hello, can I help you guys?", I ask. "We were wondering if you wanted to come out to dinner with us? Not as our body guard but as our friend.", says Liam. All of the boys give me a pleading look, except for Louis. He looks like he is in a lot of pain. "I don't think that is a good idea.", I say. "Alana, you must be lonely by now. You've been working with us for weeks and you never talk to anyone. You just stay in your room when you're not working.", says Harry. I look at all of them. "Fine, let me get dressed then we will go. Where are we going anyway?", I say. "We're not going anywhere fancy, but we're going to the club after that. All of us are finally twenty one so were going to drink.", says Zayn. "Ugh, really? The club? Not my type of thing, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to go.", I say and go change.


Louis P.O.V.

Alana comes out of her room dressed in her usual clothes. All black tight clothes do pass as club clothes though so it's fine. But it's seriously distracting to me. We go out to eat and then go to the club. I immediately start drinking, there is no way I can survive being around Alana for so long with out being drunk.


I'm sitting at the bar when Alana walks up and sits next to me. "Don't drink to much. I don't want to explain why you got alcohol poisoning while I'm with you and the boys.", she says. "I'm trying to drown out my pain with alcohol.", I say, slurring my words. "Don't do that. I've tried drowning out my pain with alcohol before, it doesn't work. It only makes it worse.", she says. "Oh yeah? And when did you do that?", I ask. "When I was thirteen something really bad happened. I tried drowning out the pain and it made it a lot worse.", she says with a sigh. "What happened that was so bad?", I ask. "It's a long story and I don't feel comfortable telling it.", she says. "Well you should have a drink then.", I say. "No. I need to make sure you all get home in one piece.", she says. I look her in the eyes and she looks in mine. Her eyes are full of pain. I want to make it go away. I lean in to kiss her and she backs away and says, "No, Louis. You're drunk. Don't do something you will regret." She gets up and walks away. I put my head on the counter.


I don't know how long after laying my head down but I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around to see who it is. It's Alana "We need to go. I'm bringing you and the boys home. You're all drunk except for Liam, but even he is a little tipsy.", she says. I get up and start stumbling towards the door. I feel someone put there arm around my back and lift my arm and put it around their shoulder. I look down and it's Alana. "What are you doing?', I ask. "Louis, you're really drunk. You're going to fall on your face if you walk alone right now.", she says and pulls me towards the door.


She puts all of the boys into cabs and gives the drivers the adress of the hotel and pays them ahead of time. She gets us a taxi and she helps me in and gets in beside me. I put my head on her shoulder. "Jesus Louis! Your reek of alcohol! Did you take a bath in it?", she says. "Alana, your so pretty.", I say. She laughs. "Your boyfriend is pretty drunk. Why do you look like you haven't drank at all?", asks the taxi driver. "He's not my boyfriend. I'm more like his baby sitter.", she says. "You two going through a rough spot in the relationship?", asks the taxi driver. "Were not dating and never have. I'm seriously like his babysitter.", she says. "That doesn't make any sense but I will drop the subject.", says the taxi driver.


Alana's P.O.V.

After our awkward conversation with the taxi driver we get out of the taxi and make our way up to his room. The door of his room is locked, Harry isn't answering the door (he must be passed out drunk), and I can't find Louis' room key. Damn it. "Louis, where's your room key?", I ask. "I gave it to Harry.", he says. "Well your going to have to stay in my room for the night, were not going to be able to get into your room till tomorrow.", I say. "Okay.", he says and I walk him towards my room.


Once inside I drop him on the bed and go to grab him a glass of water. "Here, drink this.", I tell him while sitting on the bed next to him. He drinks it and yawns. I help him take off his shoes and jacket. He lays down on the bed and falls asleep right away. I crawl into bed next to him and fall asleep shortly. 



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