London Reed is a 19 year old teenage girl, with a big heart who's life was perfect. She didn't know about anything other than what her parents had taught her, until her life changed in the blink of an eye.
Louis Tomlinson is a troubled man, with a c...
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Louis Tomlinson Harry's father told me that I had to get a girl because it had been a week since my last girl tried to escape and she got herself killed. I hate how I live, and I hate this so much but I have to do it, for my sister so she's not alone in this word.
"I have eyes on one," I hear Liam through the ear piece. "Straight ahead, three o'clock of you guys," he said and I look straight ahead.
Harry took his jacket off and jumped over the counter as a boy walks over to me, and the girl Liam was point out sat on the bar stool. She had brown hair just past her shoulders, a black dress with an open back.
Oh fuck.
"What's your name?" Harry asks through the ear piece.
"London, you?"
"Harry," he replies and I see her smile.
The boy sits next to me on the bar stool next to me, breathing out and crossing his arms. I just realised I needed to distract him from looking at London. "Hey," I introduce, hearing Niall as well as Harry.
He swallows his drink and smiles with his stupidly bright smile. "Hi," he holds his hand out which makes me cringe on the inside. I smiley fakely and shake it. "I'm Will,"
"Louis," I pull my hand away.
"Who you here with?"
"No one get, hoping to find someone," I lean back in the bar and look at the girls with guys. "You here to hook up too?"
He laughs. "No. I have a girlfriend,"
Awesome. The girl Harrys drugging is clearly his girlfriend. Fuck, oh well.
"Mm," I nod. This guys isn't the best looking guy I've seen, I've seen better but I've seen much worse. He's definitely not hot enough for her though. "Sucks to be you," I shrug.
"You don't date?"
"Pfft, no way,"
"Sometimes I wish I was single," he murmurs and I look at him.
"Why?"
"My girlfriend, London—" he sighs. "She's the best and every been dating for almost two and a half years, and everything's perfect but my god can she get under my skin," he shakes his head like I fucking care. When she's mine I'll fucking show her.
"Over her?"
He shakes his head. "I wouldn't change her for the world, I love her so much—"
I flick my eyes over to Harry and he was watching her drink. We meet eyes. "We got her," he mouths and winks. I wink quickly and pay attention to Will.
"You know?"
"Oh yeah," I nod, I have no fucking idea what he said but I'm just gonna go with it,"
"I'm hooking up," I hear Niall. "With London's best friend apparently, I'll get some answers before I fuck her,"
"Great idea, get as much information as she's willing to give," I hear Liam. "God, of course Zayn has to be in love,"
"Louis?" Will says.
"Huh? What?"
"I asked if you were okay,"
"I'm fine," I shrug. "It seems like you and your girlfriend have a lot to catch up on them, right?"
"Yeah," he shrugs. "I dunno, talking to her is hard sometimes because she just complains a lot,"
"Really?" I gape. "You don't say," I shake my head. I see Harry pick her up and I know it's my cue. "Do you play a sport?"
"Tennis,"
I widen my eyes. "Sorry,"
"Oh, I just said I play tennis,"
"I know..I'm just sorry," I pat his arm and he furrows his brows.
"Why?"
I finish my drink. "Gay people play tennis,"
"That's not true," he shakes his head.
"You're the one who plays tennis," I shrug, holding my hands out. He laughs and I shake my head. Liam helps Harry by covering his view so no one could see what he was actually doing.
"Anyway, I might get out of here, been here for too long," I shrug and he nods, looking where she was before Harry took her. He furrows his brows and looks around.
"You okay?"
"London— it's okay I'll find her, bye Louis,"
"Yeah...bye...Will?" I forgot his name so I just wave and walk away. I make sure he's not looking before I see Niall nodding to me in goodbye with a girl hanging on his shoulder. I wink and go through the back door and see Liam and Harry putting her in the car, putting a blindfold on so in case she does wake up, she doesn't remember where we were going.
"God, don't make it so obvious!" I whisper shout, covering them as they shove her into the car.
"She's dead weight, asswipe," Harry snaps and I roll my eyes. They also tied her hands together so she couldn't move to take her blindfold of if she woke up. I huff and look at her head dropped on the seat, her hands tied and her dress had ridden up a little bit.
"You have to, Louis..." Harry says softly and I nod because I knew that.
"I know, I don't care. I'm just looking at the girl I own," I grin, closing the door.
"Well let's go before my father kills you. Niall said he's get home tomorrow morning cause he's gonna fuck her friend to get information,"
I nod. "All good, let's get out of here before I have to listen about boys complaining again," I hop into the seat next to her, so I can make sure she doesn't hurt herself and it was gonna be like this for a while.
