Runaway Bride (Louis Tomlinson)

Rachel Anne Adams was forced to marry the man her family is indebted to, so she made the decision that could change her life forever - runaway. She needs to fix her life and start a new one away from all the shits her family had caused her, with her boyfriend, Nicholas, who then left when he learned that she's getting married. All she have to do is go after him. Yes, that's all it takes for her to be with the one she loves. But she has nowhere to go. She has no choice but to stay inside an old, run-down car of someone she has no idea who. But she has completely no idea that it belonged to a sexy yet arrogant man named Louis Tomlinson, who owns a run-down pub in the small town of England. Louis was pissed when he found her sleeping inside his beloved car. So she contemplated her with a deal, he has to take her to Nick and she'll pay him after. And so the deal was made. Things gets really crazy when she found herself falling for the blue-eyed stranger along their adventurous journey...


2. ii.


I turn around but stopped dead on my tracks when I came face to face with one of the last people I wanted to encounter.

My father.

"Rachel?", his eyes widens when he saw my appearance - ripped wedding dress and a messy make up.

My throat dried as I tried to swallow the lump forming in my throat. Beads of sweat started to form on my forehead and my hands are getting cold.

My heart is beating fast as I tried to keep pace with my uneven breathing.

"D-dad", I stuttered, not knowing what to say.

I spoke too soon! Of course, there's no way I'm getting away from all of this.

"What the hell is going on?", he asked but I was out of words.

"Are you planning on running away?"

He sounded so calm which surprised me because knowing my father, he would never let anything like this slip from his judging words.

"Look, Dad. I-I'm sorry. I can't do this. I...", I broke down as I looked down not wanting to meet his gaze.

I heard him sigh deeply and the next thing he did was unexpected.

He hugged me while rubbing my back to comfort me. I sobbed on his chest and for the first time in my life, I felt safe in my father's arms.

This was something I never expected. I was getting myself ready for his hurtful words but he did the opposite and hugged me.

As soon as my sobs subsided, he pulled away to face me.

"No, Rachel. I'm sorry", he said, leaving me completely shocked.

"I'm sorry because I never did anything to prevent this. I'm sorry that I made you feel less important. And I'm so sorry because I've never been a father to you. I'm so sorry, princess"

He paused for a while and continued,

"I know that we don't have a close father-daughter relationship, but I never want any of this to happen at all. I'm not going to stop you again this time because I want you to be happy. And I'm not just doing all of this because I am your father but because I love you so much", he said, his eyes full of regret and sincerity.

For the second time today, I hugged my father tightly like my life depended on it. I thought I'm never gonna say this but I'm going to miss him.

"Thank you, dad", I said as I pulled away from the hug, facing him with a smile written on my face.

"God, I miss that smile", he chuckled lightly.

"Don't blame yourself from all of this, Dad. We both know that Mom is the one to blame and I don't want to argue this thing with you again"

"I know, princess, I know. That's why I'm letting you go because I don't want you suffering"

"Please take care of yourself, Dad", I said, tears blurring my vision.

"God, I'll miss you so much", he said as he kissed my forehead.

"I'll miss you too, Dad"

"Now go on. I know you can make it out there", he said, smiling, showing up the crinkles by his eyes.

"But what about the wedding?", I asked, anxiety rushing in again.

"Don't worry. I'll take care of it. For now, you need to go. Take care, princess", he said, giving me a reassuring smile.

"Thanks again, Dad. Bye"

"Bye, princess"

He nodded before I ran away as fast as I could. I looked back to my dad as he waved his hands and I felt sorry for him. And soon enough, I'm officially free.

I've never felt so light again after talking to my father. And I pray to God to keep him safe always.

I walked down the sidewalk while people are starting to stare at me. I mean, who wouldn't, I look like someone who just broke out from a mental hospital.

I ignored all their judging stares as I looked up at the neon signs for a cheap motel to stay for the night and figure out what I'm gonna do with with my life now.

Fate seems to be enjoying messing up my fucked up situation more when it started to rain hard.

"Oh come on!", I shouted at the sky as I covered my head with my hands, running down an alley.

My body started to feel cold as I hugged myself. I regretted not changing into some comfortable clothes before running off. Goosebumps started to form on my skin as I rubbed both of my arms to produce heat but it's all useless.

Fuck! I need shelter or I'll die here, freezing.

I scanned my surroundings until my eyes stopped at an old, run-down car where a few writings are being displayed on its red surface. The car looked like it belongs to some old creeps but I don't care this time.

It's not the most perfect place to stay until the rain stops but it will do. I just have to pray that the owner is an idiot and forgot to lock the door.

A loud clap of thunder boomed, making me jump on my place. It's getting dark already and God knows what kind of creatures lurks in this alley. Maybe this alley is some drug addicts turf and they might rape me and kill me afterwards.

Fuck I need to stop these thoughts. It's scaring the shit out if me.

I hurriedly went to the parked car and tried to open the door. And luckily it's open.

What kind of an idiot leaves their car door unlocked. Good for me though, I have a place to stay in the meantime while I wait for the rain to stop then I can find a place to stay.

I climbed on the passenger's seat, locking the car door just to make sure no creeps would come inside and God knows whatever they'll do to me.

I'll just have to stay awake and wait for the owner to comeback and explain why I went inside their car without any permission but I guess they're not coming back soon, seeing how bad the weather's condition is.

I placed my backpack on the car's floor and laid down my tired body on the car seat.

My thoughts wandered at the happenings this day. Different questions occurred my head, making it throb in the process. I pushed my worries aside and focused on my self.

After hours of just laying there, just staring at the thin air, my thoughts came across my ex-boyfriend, Nicholas.

I hated the fact that he never fought for us. Well, what was I expecting? That he's going to sweep me off my feet with his white horse and then we'll live happily ever after? That doesn't exist anymore these days.

I know he was hurt too and I'm expecting too much from him. I'd be lying to myself if I say I don't have feelings for him anymore because I still do.

I miss him.

This is too dramatic but I feel like there's a puzzle piece that's been missing in my life.

Maybe Nick is the only one who can fill it. Maybe he really is the one for me and all of this things is only a challenge in our relationship.

I made up my mind. I want us back.

I know I'm going to take a very big risk, but I don't care anymore, I already took the biggest risk and that is running away from my own wedding, and now, I need to find him.

It's not yet too late to fix things up between us.

But where am I gonna find him?

As far as I've remember, he left after we broke up but I know he's still somewhere Doncaster. I just don't know where.

I can't even call him because I left my phone and he's not living in his apartment anymore so I don't know what his landline is.

Maybe he's landlord knows where he is. I need to get to his apartment tomorrow and start my quest.

Right now, I just need to fix everything in my life, not thinking about the consequences.

I'm not gonna wait for the heavens above to perform a miracle and fix everything up.

Moments later of just figuring out what to do, I let out a loud yawn as I blinked my eyes a few times to keep my eyes open.

My eyes became heavier and heavier at each passing seconds as I tried to keep them open. But my tired body has taken its toll on me as I slowly drooped my eyes close.

Soon enough, I drifted off to dreamland, leaving my worries behind in the meantime.

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