Left Behind *Harry Styles Love Story*

I walked into the court room tugging on my outfit. What can I say I'm nervous, my mum just died and now I'm in court to see if I'm gonna have to stay with my brother. I hate my brother he can go get hit by a bus for all I care. Harsh? Nah its just how I feel. Hes a fucking douche! Just Saying. You people may love him, but Louis Tomlinson isn't what he seems like.


1. Prologue

I walked into the court room tugging on my outfit  What can I say I'm nervous, my mum just died and now I'm in court to see if I'm gonna have to stay with my brother. I hate my brother he can go get hit by a bus for all I care. Harsh? Nah its just how I feel. Hes a fucking douche! Just Saying. You people may love him, but Louis Tomlinson isn't what he seems like.

        It seemed like this was taking a freaking year to be over. I wasn't even paying attention to anything or anyone was saying.  I just wanted to get the hell out of here. Like what do I care where they're gonna send me? I just hop its not with Louis, I rather die than live with him. I know anyone would like to live with him but not  me. I hate him, he can't see what the fame has done to him. I guess I don't hate him I hate what hes become.

        "And we'd like to bring Brianna Tomlinson to the stand."  I froze. Did I hear that right? They want me? Holy Jesus  it must be true because they were looking at me. Oh god. I suddenly became nervous again as I made my way to the stand. 

        I felt really self conscious. I hate public speaking and being in front of crowds an- Lets just say I hate being the center of attention. And that is what I am right now, and I absolutely hate it. The guy -whose name I didn't catch sense you know I wasn't paying attention- was talking to the judge about something and as I have been all this time was not really paying attention. I snapped out of it when I heard my name being called.

        "Brianna! Brianna!" The lawyer- I suppose- said.
        "Uh... Yes?" i said dumbfounded. 
        " How do you feel about all this?" he asked me. 
I felt butterflies dancing around in my stomach from how nervous I was, even though I was looking at the questions I could still feel all eyes on me, waiting to answer.
        "Uh well I guess I don't really know..." I said truthfully, I had all these emotions mixed in my head.
        "I see. And do you understand sense your mother just passed away and your brother-Louis Tomlinson- is gong to be your legal guardian?"
Oh no. That is exactly what i was afraid of... being with Louis.
        "NO! Please not with him. can't i just go to an orphanage? Anything beats living with him" I pleaded.
        "And why is it you don't want to live with your brother?" go d this guys asks a lot of questions- I guess that is his job, but still!
        "I hate him!" I said truthfully and for once i looked at all the people and saw their shocked expressions. But in Louis I saw hurt, shocked, all these emotions.
        "But you do understand why we have to send you to a close family member-in this case your brother-?
        "No." I didn't understand. What do they have up their sleeve?
         "Listen Brianna- you do know suicide is a crime right?" I nodded, signalling him to continue.
        "...Well first off why don"t you tell us why you wear so many bracelets.." I had to hold back a gasp. They couldn't know. Could they?
        "Well I uh like bracelets" I lied. He-okay I'm tired of that let me call him Robert- Robert shook his head in disbelief. 
        "Brianna. Please don't bother lying you and I both know exactly why."  Fuck. He knew. He knew and was using it against me-how sick!- But I'm gonna play it safe. He might not even know and is just trying to scare me.

        "Brianna why don't you take those bracelets off and show us your wrists" I did as i was told. I took off my bracelets and showed him my right wrist. 
        "Brianna. Please I know there is nothing on your right wrist. You are right handed so they ought to be on your left. Now please show us your left wrist." Okay Robert is like really smart, and I guess he really did know. 
This was the moment where my life goes upside down. I slowly took off all the bracelets off, and slowly showed 'Robert' my left wrist revealing thin white lines on the bottom and on top of those freshly new cuts. I heard him gasp. He started tracing them with his fingers if examining what has been done.

        "And this is why you need to go with your brother- he can take care of you-- this shows us that when things get complicated, you harm yourself. And now of whats happened you may-or may not- do something tragic that will leave the people you love and who love you broken alone without you here. This is why-Mr. Judge- she needs to be with someone who can protect her- be thee for her in needy time- like Mr. Tomlinson here."
After that I completely spaced out. I was left speechless. I can't go with Louis  I bet he planned this- all of this- to expose me. Expose me me to everyone that I have a problem. Now i hate him more than ever. This is low, even for him


Oh god, how much time does it take people to decide something? 
        "The jury has made the final decision." the judge said. 
I was still shocked from what happened. This must be some kind of dream  nightmare. It has to be.

        "We have come to a conclusion" one of the jury people started. My palms were sweaty, and my heart was beating a million times a minute.
        "...That indeed Brianna Marisse Tomlinson needs help, and Mr. Tomlinson will be her legal guardian , and he will be responsible to make sure she gets help-with her problem- rehab if it is absolutely necessary..." 
No.  No.  No! This can't be be happening. I looked over at Louis and he had a smug look on his face. I couldn't take this anymore. I ran out of the courtroom. 

I ran, and I ran. A million thoughts and emotions were going through my head. I finally stopped at a bridge. Was I ready for this? Was i really going to do this? Maybe 'Robert' was right. When things get complicated I do drastic things but you know what they say 'Drastic times call for drastic measures.'  Well at least 'Robert' was wrong about something if I did do something stupid no one would really care. All I had was my mum and shes gone now , and well I had Nicki but she would eventually get over it and find a better, prettier, and skinnier friend.  But no I wouldn't do this, i may be weak but I was stronger than this. But what would I do?

I was gonna run away, far, far away.

Start a new life. I had the money so why not?

I left my shoes right there on the bridge and ran....

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