This Isn't Happening

I have had a troubled life. I have lived in care all of my life.... until now. A family who haven't even met me, swept me off my feet and took me away. How do they know me? Why me? It was only then I realised my new foster brother would be Louis Tomlinson...


4. Louis P.O.V and Amy P.O.V

That poor girl.No wonder she is so frightened of me and my parents. How could someone be that cruel to someone? I've only just realised how lucky I am. We arrived at the house. Amy gasped as she saw it. "Wow! You have a beautiful house! All for one family!" she whispered. As her eyes glistened, I saw how deep and thoughtful her eyes were. There was a lot hiding behind those eyes. She is a very interesting girl. How did she get into care in the first place? Something I will find out later on. "now Amy, im sorry but for the first few nights you will have to sleep with Louis." my mother said gently. Suddenly she started trembling. What was wrong with her? "are you ok?" my mum asked. " I can't sleep with a guy. Please don't make me! Please! Not again!!" she wailed and fell to her knees crying. My mother looked shocked. I don't think she had anticipated this. "Hey, its ok, i won't hurt you. I promise i would never do anything to hurt anyone. Believe me." I stared deeply into her eyes. "Really, you won't?" "Never." "ok" My mother started again. "You could always sleep on the sofa if you want.?" "no, its ok, it might help if I have some company." Our eyes locked. My mum left us to talk together in my room. I can tell she is nervous. Amy P.O.V I went with Louis to his room to unpack. Im so nervous that he will do something. As i was unpacking he came a bit closer to me. I jumped backwards. "Sorry, i was just going to ask if I could help." "oh, thank you." He smiled at me. He seemed like he cared about me. "Please, you don't have to answer this,but I was wondering, why were you put into care in the first place?" There was a pause. I took a deep breath. "You are the first person i have ever told so you will have to bear with me if I can't carry on but hear it goes. My father sexually abused me as a child. He raped me, got drunk and hit me. This carried on for years until i couldn't take it anymore. I ran away and slept rough for a while. But then he came back. He took me back and advertised me as a sex slave. I was raped every night for years. Some neighbour reported me and then i got stuck in care." I looked down. He probably thought i was a slut now. But when i looked up at him he was crying. He got up and slowly walked towards me. "don't do anything please." " i don't break promises. Are you ok?" Suddenly he grabbed me and pulled me close. I leant into his chest. He felt safe and warm. I wanted to stay like this forever. "I promise i will never let anything happen to you." and we cried into each other for what felt like forever.
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