How To Move

All of those people who new about her past didn't blame her for being scared. She found herself trusting no one. And when she had to escape to a strange city with new opportunities she finds herself moving from Sweden to England.
Only one problem, she had nowhere to live. A strange opportunitie arrives and one things led to another, she is now living with two fifths of One Direction.
The issue at hand although is that even though she falls for a boy, she has to do everything in her power to make him stay away. She isn't safe to be with.




PS. The cursive text is a sign that they are speaking swedish!!

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48. Chapter 48:

*One week later*

“You get to go home today!” The very nice nurse came into the room with a huge smile on her face and squeezed my arm when she got to me. I returned her smile and sat up a little straighter. During the week my strength had returned and I could sit up on my own. I still had a little difficulty of I was really tired but I was getting stronger every day.

“Awesome!” She handed me a clipboard she was holding and she also gave me a pen.

“You have to sign here and here. The doctor is going to come in here and tell you what you need to think about and so on.” I nodded and signed the paper in front of me. I handed the clipboard back to her and gave her a smile before she walked out the door. I sat there alone for about five minutes before Louis walked in the room. He had the biggest smile on his face that I couldn’t help but return.

“Hello beautiful.” He came over to me and hugged me tight before pecking my lips lovingly. I blushed at his remark and looked away from his fetching blue eyes.

“Hello to you too.” He placed a finger underneath my chin and lifted it up so that I was looking at him.

“You need to get used to me calling you that.” I shook my head and swatted his hand away.

“Nah, I don’t that’s necessary. If I do then how will you ever get the satisfaction of seeing me red like a tomato?” I spoke with a mocking tone and he grabbed my hand before bowing down like a gentleman.

“Oh, for it is lovely to hear the flower to my bee speaks such beautiful words.” He kissed my knuckled and I blushed in a shade even darker. He laughed lightly and turned around to pick up the bag he had dropped on the floor. When he turned back around I stuck my tongue out to him and he returned the favour. I couldn’t help but to laugh at our childish behaviours.

“What are you hiding in there?” I pointed to the bag and he got a very smug smile on his face. He leaned forward so that his face was only a couple of centimetres from mine.

“Give me a kiss that shows me how much you want to know first.” I almost laughed out loud but I noticed his hungry stare at my lips and decided to show him just how much I’ve missed him. I parted my lips slightly and licked them before slowly leaned forward. I could tell he was getting anxious because he began to lean forward as well but I pushed him back slightly. After first biting my lips expectantly I leaned forward and nibbled his lip. He parted his lips and I pushed my tongue in so fast he didn’t realize what was happening. I then made out with him until we both were panting. I leaned back and gave him a smug smile when I saw he still had his eyes closed.

“Louis.” He didn’t open his eyes. “I’m not giving you another kiss.” I spoke with a very try tone but couldn’t keep the smile of my face. He pouted but still didn’t open his eyes.

“You sure? Please?” I laughed and shook my head, even though he couldn’t see it. Making the decision to have a little fun I raised my hand and placed his on the side of his face.

“Louis.” He made a ‘mhm’ noise to tell me he heard me. “I’m not…” I paused and leaned forward. When my face was really close to his I breathed out against his lips and spoke. “Kissing you.” I then lifted my hand that I had against his cheek and slapped him. Not hard but it did make a sound. When his eyes fluttered open he looked at me with hurt eyes and pouted. “Oh stop it Lou. What’s in the bag?” I smiled sweetly and he sighed. He lifted the bag up on the bed and opened it as he spoke.

“I didn’t know what you wanted to wear so I left it to Perrie to pack. But I think there is something you might be able to wear on the way home.” He said home in such a loving way I looked up at him with a large smile.

“I’m sure I’ll love whatever she picked out.” I smiled and looked into the bag. Louis began to place the clothes on my lap and I decided to wear a pair of leggings and a knitted sweater. When I had the clothes I wanted to wear ready I looked up at Louis and gave him a sweet smile. “Lou, could you leave the room?” I knew it was pathetic of me but I didn’t want him to see me naked at the moment.

“Sure. I’ll go grab some coffee for the road.” He leaned forward and kissed my cheek. “You want Starbucks?” I nodded eagerly and he laughed. “I’ll run across the street then.” I smiled and said thank you as he walked out the door.

He closed it and as soon as I was alone I got off the bed and changed. When I was finished Louis walked into the room again, apparently I took longer to change than I thought I would. He gave me my Chai Latte and sat on the bed as I put my hair up in a bun.

“You ready?” He asked and then sipped on his coffee. I nodded and put the last card into the bag. He hopped of the bed and kissed my cheek as he took the bag. I looked at him with stern eyes and tried to take it from him.

“I can still carry stuff Lou.” I tried not to sound irritated but that didn’t work. He shrugged and walked past me without a care in the world.

“I’m not going to stop being a gentleman because you want to carry a bag.” He opened the door and let me out first. I sighed and walked passed him. After he walked out after me he grabbed my hand with his free one and linked our fingers together. I smiled and realized that I never really could stay mad at him for that long. We walked to the reception and asked them to call my doctor down. Earlier a nurse came into the room and told me he was in surgery but that we should talk to him before we left.

“I’m sorry to say that the doctor isn’t available at the moment. He said to tell you that he will call you up and email the details of what you should and shouldn’t do. He apologizes.” I smiled to the lady behind the counter and nodded.

“That’s fine. Thank you.” I turned to Louis and smiled. “I want to go home now.” He leaned forward and pecked my lips before beginning to walk towards the doors.

“Let’s get our life back.” He kissed my cheek right before we walked out the doors. I was blushing hard and when we walked outside there were a ton of papz. They were all screaming questions at us but neither answered any. Louis and I had talked about this earlier and we decided that he would talk about it on The Chatty Man show in three months. Mostly because I adored that man and also because I wanted him to mention my name, a little bit of an attention seeker. Anyways, we hopped into the car, Paul was driving, and talked about stuff that didn’t really matter on the way home.

*A few minutes later, when they arrive to the flat*

We were currently standing in the elevator on the way up to the flat. Louis was still holding my hand and he occasionally looked over at me with a big smile on his lips. Every time he did that I blushed even harder and forced myself to look at the floor. Soon the doors started to open and Louis pulled me out into the hallway. I laughed at him because he seemed so eager to get to the door.

“Louis. Stop pulling my arm. It’s going to break or something.” I laughed even harder when he turned his face towards me and I saw that he was pouting.

“I’m just so super excited for you to finally come home.” His face broke into a smile. “It’s been so long and now the day is finally here.” I looked at him as if he was a UFO but shrugged and squeezed his hand. He then did the strangest thing, he turned around and knocked on the door. I stared at him extremely confused and then all of a sudden he opened the door. He motioned for me to walk in first. I walked past him and noticed Harry, Niall, Zayn, Liam, Yvette, Perrie and her band mates, and they were all standing in a perfect half circle around the door. I stood there feeling really confused when Louis closes the door and runs to stand amongst them.

Liam counted them down and in an almost perfect harmony they started singing We Are Young by Fun. They all sang the entire song together and when they finished I clapped loudly. I laughed and noticed a few tears that had left my eyes. I also noticed both Perrie and Yvette crying.

“Thank you guys. That was beautiful.” I sniffled a little and Perrie lunged forward, wrapping me in a tight hug. I laughed even more when I started to feel my shoulder getting wet. “Perrie, honey calm down.” She leaned back and I wiped away a few tears. She let out a small laugh and looked at me with happy eyes.

“I’m just so happy you’re okay.” She sniffled again and I pulled her into another hug. After she let me go I hugged everyone. I even hugged Jesy, Jade and Leigh even though I hardly knew them. When the hello’s were finished they all excused themselves. I figured Louis told them that I needed to rest, and I didn’t mind if he did. It took a lot to socialize with ten people at once.

So they all left and Harry decided to take a shower. That left Louis and I, and we were sitting on the couch talking. The TV wasn’t on, we just sat there talking about random things. We were currently talking about coca cola and pepsi when Louis sat up straight.

“What’s wrong?” I looked at him with a worried expression but he just smiled back.

“Nothing.” He paused and just kept looking at me. I raised my eyebrows to show him he still acted weird and something clicked in his head. Kind of like he just remembered what he was thinking about. “Oh yeah. I remembered that a letter came for you.”

“That’s strange. I haven’t lived here for six months, and a letter comes here now?” His eyes shot down to the floor and he looked really guilty.

“It didn’t come recently.” I took a deep breath and began to feel agitated but then remembered that I was the one who left him.

“Oh, okay. That explains that.” I laughed lightly and Louis stood up. He looked down at me and smiled a small smile.

“I’ll go get it for you.” I nodded and watched as he walked towards his room. I sat there, smiling to myself. When he came back with the letter I started to get really confused again. I started to think about the people who would send me a letter but I couldn’t think of anyone. When I read the envelope it didn’t have any address or anything on it. All it said was my first name. “I’m going to make some lunch, I’m starving.” Louis began walking to the kitchen and I nodded. “Do you want anything special?”

“Nah, I’ll just take what you’re having.” He smiled and leaned down to kiss my cheek before walking to the kitchen. When I heard him open the fridge I began to open my letter. I pulled out the one piece of paper that was inside and when I read the first line I couldn’t help but smile.

Dear Johanna.

I know it’s been forever and that we didn’t part on good terms, but I heard that you were in town. You know I have a lot of contacts and they told me you got here in august, is that really so? Have you, one of my best friends, been in the same town for that long without telling me? But as one might think, we are not the pair that needs constant contact. I understand why you had to stay hidden, but you did choose a strange place to do that. But I never did understand your decisions sometimes. You have the spirit of a fighter, one that I always wanted. But as you might know I’m a slight criminal. Or, as my mother would call it, I have anger issues. *Cue rolling eyes and sigh*

So when I write this letter and tell you one last thing I don’t want you to judge me. I kind of beat the shit out of Harold, my brother’s girlfriend’s brother. And he pressed charges so I am currently in jail. And I will be for another two years, thanks to that bloody wanker. So if you’re ever in the neighbourhood, come by for a visit won’t you? I would love to see my Swedish meatball again.

With love and from behind bars,
Your Swedish friend and lifelong partner

Dina Jones.

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