Look After You (Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)

Kari. 19 year old girl. Parents were a crazed abusive people and she was bullied in school. Finally the cops took her away from her violent parents and terrible neighbor hood. And in a matter of a week was in her new foster home. The Tomlinson's. But will her crazed parents find her and take her back to her dark past or will she stay for love of her new family?


4. Confused...

                                              His lips pressing on mine, no motion just a...kiss. Eyes closed, are breathing soft. His hand came to my neck and pulled me closer. I couldn't and didn't know what to feel. Only his lips attached to mine. I did feel just a light sign of...no I'm not in love with him. I took his hand off my neck and pushed him back. He looked at me with a shocked face, I gave the same reaction. I took my bag and ran to my room with him following behind.

"Kari Wait!"

His feet running toward me. I ran in my room slamming and locking the door. I threw my bag on my chair and flopped on my bed. I hid my face in my pillow. A tear streamed down my face. I didn't know what to feel, I was just too confused. About life and love. Did I love this boy? Or was it just a simple kiss. I was confused to the point that I was actually crying.

"Please open the door."

I sobbed in my pillow. It all came back to me. What happened when I was young that would make me never love again.


"Come on you can do it."

My father said softly in my ear. He took my hand placing it on his leg. He leant down and whispered in my ear.

"Mommy doesn't need to know okay?"

Tears streaming down my face. At 11 years old I didn't know what to do. He moved my hand up his leg. Whimpers escaping my lips.

"Oh no don't cry, your okay."

He kissed around my ear.

"Please....don't." I whispered. He shook his head. He moved my hand to the hem of his pants. "No." I said crying. He squeezed my hand.

"Yes you will." He said sternly. I was scared. But I knew if I didn't do it. I would get beaten and locked in the dark attic. He touched the heart shaped small locket that he gave me. He only gave me it to bribe me into letting him molest me.

"Remember I gave you this? Remember what you promised daddy?" I nodded. I hated this feeling. He added my hand in his pants. Making me palm his member. Disgust and brokenness was all I could feel. I would rather be dead than do this.

"That's right good girl. Just like that." He said kissing my head. I cried silently. I didn't know what to do.

"I love you remember that" He said in my ear. And I knew that in real life. My life. He really didn't.

*Flashback Over*

That wasn't love. That wasn't me. My father made me feel like I could never love. Or be loved. That I was his slut. Pounding at the door invaded my thoughts.

"Open this door Kari please. I wont hurt you. I just want to talk."

Thousands of thoughts flooded. My mind. Tears coming from me like a water fall.

"I'm not leaving you." He said quietly. I got up slowly walking to the door. I placed my hand on the cold metal door knob. I turned it slowly. Letting the door open just a crack. Just enough to see Lou's small angelic features. His face becoming sympathetic after seeing that I was in tears.

"Can I come in?" He asked. I nodded opening my door wider letting him in. He walked in and sat on my bed.

"Come here." He said. I sat next to him. He sat closer. "Why so upset? Did I do something wrong?" I shook my head. His hand placed one my cheek wiping the tears away softly. It wasn't him who I was so upset about. It was my past.

"Its not your f-fault. It me." I said. He shook his head.

"Please tell me." He begged. I knew he wouldn't understand. But I had to at least try. I nodded.

"Please don't say anything to anyone." I whispered. He nodded.

"I promise."

"When I was younger as you know my parents weren't the best. B-But my dad, he...He would, he would...He would sexually harass me."

His face becoming shocked as I continued.

"He told me that he loved me, that I was his little girl, and I was so young that I believed him. I thought that love came from the heart. But it didn't, it was desperation, and I think..." I didn't want to say it. I was getting chocked up with my words. "I never thought or think I could love again. And I don't want anyone to love me because that is the only love I really experienced." His hand immediately went to mine and pulled me into a hug. And I didn't care. I needed that time of being cared for and comforted.

"I wont ever hurt you like they did." He whispered into my ear. The words made me shudder. His long fingers rubbing over my cheek.

"You promise?" I asked.

"I have never been so sure of something in my whole life."




                                                     I walked through the quiet woods. Dead orange leaves crunching under my feet. It has been about a month. Halloween was going to be coming up in about a week. In the beginning when I came I thought I would still want to go back home. But I would rather stay here. Cassie is great she's like my sister she always finds a way to sneak into my room at night to lay with me. Johannah is great she actually wants me to call her mom, but I'm not comfortable with that yet. And Louis, well, we have been talking every night. And we text until late at night even though he's in the room right across from me. We aren't together we are just a small sprouting romance. We never really relived the moment we had a month ago. We just talked nothing more. The wind blew my flattened hair from my face. I gripped my drawing pad and small box of multi colored pencils close to my chest. I walked farther in. I looked behind me I couldn't see where I came from. I looked more into the woods everything was clear only with dead trees, the only thing I could see was orange, red and yellow. I climbed over a fallen large branch. I saw a small little picnic table. I sat there and admired my view. A small crystal lake and small mountain and many fall colors. I pulled out my drawing pad and got a fresh page. Flipping through past drawings of friends, scenes in my past house. And newer ones with Johannah, and Cassie and my newest one of the small scene in Johannah's book, the colors swarming the page. I found my blank page and got out a regular lead pencil. I made the shape of the mountain. And drawing a small lake just was shown in my view.

I worked on it for about 20 minutes. The only things that were drawn were the outlines. I shaded some of the lake in but when about to do so shock flew through my body.

"BOO!!!" I screeched and put my head down. I knew exactly who it was it has happened before at the house. He laughed until his face red. I kept my head down in embarrassment. "you should've seen your face." He said. I shook my head.

"You scared the life out of me Louis Tomlinson!" I shouted. He laughed and sat by me still continuing his chuckling.

"I'm sorry love." He said. I finally got my head up and looked at him. He puffed out his cheeks I knew he was going to laugh again.

"Go ahead" I said. And with that he let out more of his laugh. Just by him laughing I started to chuckle too. His laugh was surely contagious. After finishing laughing he calmed down and sat in front of me turning my paper to his view holding it up.

"What you drawing?"

"What I see." I replied. He went through previous drawings. He chuckled at the one of Cassie with her eyes crossed and tongue sticking out.

"It looks just like a real picture." He said. I nodded. "So you draw what you see?" He asked.

"Mostly." I replied. He nodded.

"Well you see me." He said looking into my honey brown eyes. I knew he wanted me to draw him. I placed my hand on his chin and turned his head to the side. "Like this?"

"Perfect." I said grabbing my note pad and new sharped pencil. I looked at the shape of his perfect jaw and oval like face and drew my out line.

"Your not making me look ugly right?" He asked. I chuckled and shook my head.

"Maybe you'll come out good if you stop moving." I replied, he laughed and tried to stay still. I finished my outline I got the perfect shape. I started to do the simple things like his lips. I ran my pencil across the paper making thin shapes to go perfectly with his adoring lips. I shaded in some darker parts and soon they were perfect. His nose was easy it was like all the other ones I have drawn but I saw that he had a nose like Cassie. I smiled at the thought. I finished the nose and moved to what I admired best about him. His turquoise eyes.  I made small ovals finding the shape of his eyes. They shined even though it was cloudy. I made his small pupil and orbs around them. I reached into my box and pulled out a small turquoise sharped pencil and carefully colored in the beautiful feature. That was going the be the only color on the page, his eye. I finished all the features even some of the small birth marks on his face. The hair was fairly simple I guess it was a little difficult because it was layered on the top where it was brushed up.

"Almost finished." I said shading in some dark parts of his hair and only drawing the bust.

"Do I look hot?" He asked smiling. I chuckled. I finished the bust and erased the no longer needed lines. Now my work was done. It looked like someone took an exact picture of him. I loved how the eye color popped out and that was the only colorful thing on the page.

"Here you are." I said handing him my work. He finally turned and was astonished by my work. Mouth wide opened in amazement. "Do you like it?" I asked hoping for a yes or at least a nod.

"Like it? Its wonderful." He said looking at me with a big grin on his face. I nodded and smiled. I put my head down blushing.

"Can I keep it?" He asked.

"Of course. I drew it for you." I said. He smiled and said his thanks. I looked up at the large mountain. He followed my eyes.

"What to climb that with me?" He asked. I nodded. I wanted to go farther into the woods. I left my stuff at the table, knowing it wouldn't get stolen, there was no one here. I got up before him and saw that the only was to get up there was to climb the rock wall if you wanted to get to the edge. "You sure you want to do this?" He asked.

"Why you scared?" I asked giggling.

"What?! No. Just that most girls are scared there gonna get there shoes or hands dirty."

"Well I'm not like most girls" I said gripping one of the open parts of the wall hoisting my self up. My stomach touched the rock wall. It was about more than 10 feet long so it would take a while to climb. I climbed more. Lou just watched. But soon I heard him get on the wall and start climbing behind me. I stopped so he could catch up. He finally made it at the same level. He was next to me but then I saw his foot come to the side of me as his other foot went to the other side and his hands were over my head. And flat, toned stomach pressed on my back. I turned seeing his face at my level as he stood behind me. His body guarding me from behind. I smiled and turned back around and started to climb again and with every climb he climbed also, his stomach still pressed on my back. We were close to the top when I was about to step again but missed and almost fell. My body slide from under his, thinking I was gonna fall a felt a kneel hold me up from between my legs. I gripped the wall and looked up.

"I'm not gonna let you fall." He said. He extended his hand and I gladly took it. He boosted me up on the small cliff were I laid there breathing hard from what just happened. He came up shortly and helped me up. "You okay?" He asked. I nodded. Saying I was fine. Once I was up I looked at our view. You could see everything from trees to different mountains and even some small homes in the forest, some parts I have never seen before.

"I used to come up here with my dad when I was younger." He said. I was still astonished by my view I could barely speak. I felt him take my hand in his large one and hold it. Which made me get out of the small picture I was painting in my head. He intertwined our fingers. I looked at him softly. He still had his eyes on the great view.

                                                He took me farther in. Are hands still together. And feet moving at the same motion. We were now at a small hill. When looking down I could see the brush. Waves splashing on the rocks below. I looked farther.

"Be careful now, don't fall in." He said chuckling. I made it aware that each things I could see would make a perfect picture. Once sense that I loved the most. Sight. I always kept a picture in my head of the beautiful things that I saw. And then would draw. I was proud I had this imagination and ability to see, it was amazing. He walked to were I was and looked down. "We swim there in the summer, me and my friends. My mom would kill me if she knew. She would say 'Its to dangerous the waves will drag you away'" He said mocking his mothers voice. I chuckled.

"Has anyone been dragged away?" I asked nervous to know the answer.

"Nope. Even if one did I don't think it would stop some of the lads." I nodded. I would love to experience something so dangerous but beautiful. I know it sounds crazy but that's me. My imagination is wild and wild is what makes me.

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