Protect Her

Alison is the school slut, she's the girl who tried to kill herself, the girl who always gets into trouble. When her parents can't handle her anymore they sent her to London, to live with her cousin, the one and only Louis Tomlinson.

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1. "I gues I'll find out tomorow"

I let out a sigh. I was really tired, why did I ever pack so mutch? The warm spring air relaxed me and I sat down for a bit. I ran a hand through my light brown, straightened hair. Where was I even going? I asked myself repetadly but the answer the same every time. Anywhere but home, anywhere but that stupid city. 

Once I got up I walked for a while when I came to a highway and a sigh of relief escaped my mouth. I stook out my thumb. A black fermiliar car almost hit me. I flipped the man of. "Jerk." I spoke softly kicking the small rock in front of me.

I saw the car stop and I emediatly panicked. What is going to happen? I shouldn't have flipped the guy of. God damn it Allison, why are you so stupid!? Once the car window rolled down I couldn't help but curse. "Shit." I softly spoke at the sight of my dad. How did they even find me? "Allison Brooks, get in the fucking car." My dads harsh voice told me. I sighed and opened the door. I got in and saw my mom crying, little did she know she was one of the main reasons I left.

Once we arrived at home I emediatly ran up to my room. I let myself fall on my bed and looked around at the pictures all around my room. Most of them were just me and my friends, well most of them stopped being my friends a while ago. After a while my eye cought on a picture of me, my aunt and my older cousin. I sighed, took the picture down and threw it in the thrash can.

They stopped being my family a long time ago. I was about six in the picture and that picture was taken litteraly the last day I ever saw them well I had seen my cousin on tv and stuf but you know what I meen. I don't even know why... They just stopped contacting me one day... and the weird part is, they kept cotact with my mom.

I heard a soft knock on the door, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Sweety." my moms soft voice spoke as she entered my room, her eyes were stil red from crying and she sat down on my desk chair.

"I don't know how to say this..." My mom started as another tear streamed down her face. "My sister Johanna earlier... She told me she couldn't take care of you... that she didn't have the time... but your cousin Louis.." I interupted her. "What are you trying to say, mom?" She took a deep breath before going on. "Sweety... you're going to live with your cousin Louis in London."

Yeah, my perfect cousin Louis Tomlinson who can't do anything wrong to anyone. I hated him. A single tear rolled down my cheek which I quickly whiped away. "When am I leaving?" My voice sounded softer and more broked than I had expected it to be. "Tonight..." My mom spoke and I layed down again. "Get out." I spoke. "Sweety...-" "Mom, get out." My som sighed deeply and stood up. I heard her walk towards the door. 

"Be ready by 8, you little shit." My mom snapped. That's the mother I know! She's back, yay? To be honest I'm just happy she didn't slap me. My dad isn't any better... he is way worse. My body is full of bruises from when he beat me. Somethimes he even kicked me. A couple of tears rolled down my cheek.

I know it's better to live with my cousin Louis who doesn't beat me or anything... but I really didn't want to go. I was bullied, well I still get bullied, a lot... more than you can imagine. But Louis was the only one who knew I was bullied so badly and he just left. I know he was only 3 years older but he could at least come over sometime. He probably completely forgot about me. 

I sighed and looked over at my big bag in the corner of the room. I'll have to face Louis tomorow... He was the only one I ever trusted and he left me. What if he's completely changed? What if he is just like my parents? What if he's worst?

I gues I'll find out tomorow...

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