Dark -A Louis Tomlinson FanFic- (15+)

"What`s your name?" He asked. I licked my lips and responded with a simple, stuttered, " H-Halli" "Halli. I like it" He started to smirk. Why me? Why was I the one he wanted right now. "I`m Louis" He then pinned me to the nearest thing, a wall. He moved my golden blonde hair out of the way of my neck and leaned down. - What will happen? Read Dark -A Louis Tomlinson FanFic- (15+)


8. Dream

I laid on my bed, looking at my ceiling, when Louis hovered over me, making me giggle. 
"Whatcha doin`, Louis?" I laughed. He kissed me, softly yet roughly, like it was a desperate attempt in a kiss.
"Kissing you." He smiled, his eyes would have looked sexy in the darkness if my light wasn`t on. Louis rolled over so that I was on top of him. I laughed, I looked into his eyes and saw no sweetness, only the scary look I didn`t want to see, darkness. I sighed and got up to turn my light off, when he grabbed me by the wrist, tightly. 
"Louis. Ow." I whimpered, he immediately let go, when he saw the pained look on my face that I`m sure was there. I quickly turned off my light and laid down under the covers of my bed, looking at Louis. He was already asleep, beating people must keep you tired. I kissed his nose, causing him to grab me by the waist and pull me into him. I didn`t object but I didn`t approve either. I sighed and closed my eyes, waiting for sleep to come over me.

---IN DREAM---

I was sat on Louis`s bed, but I had no clue where his bed was, I didn`t know the room, and it wasn`t Louis`s room. The door flung open and Louis stood there, drunk. 
"Hey bitch." He yelled. I winced as he threw me against the wall. "Get the hell up!" He spat at me. I got up and he kissed me, saying he was sorry. I forgave him and went to bed.

the next morning he did it again, but this time he had killed me, but he couldn`t do anything about it this time. No


I woke up, screaming and breathing heavily. I noticed Louis was looking at me, scared, worried. I quickly hugged him tight, feeling safe.
"Halli, tell me what just happened." He demanded, still worried.
"Nightmare" I responded, tears forming by the sound of my voice crack. I hate nightmares, ever since that first one I had all those nights ago.

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