Forever yours (Louis Tomlinson,One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter Eight

Paige's POV

Ding dong. The door bell went, I was so annoyed! But I can't stay angry with Harrry and his cute little dimples for long. I went to open the door, whilst the boys started to panick about our little 'situation'.

I opened the door and there standing was my landlord. He was a fat man, who stank of smoke and alcahol.

"Mr Tanner, what are you doing here, I paid my rent yesterday?"

He was drunk, I could tell by the even more overwhelming scent of booze that stung to his body.

"Yes...but I just thought I could pop round..you know we could talk..."

"Erm..Im sorry Im kind of busy!"

He peered round to see the boys, playing football with a watermelon from the fruit bowl.

"So...bye." I went to close the door but he placed his foot there.

"You should go home..you're drunk!"

"I don't want to go home!" He leant towards me and placed his greasy hands on my face. He pulled me closer and slammed his lips onto mine. He pressed me against the wall as his lips squashed mine.

I tried to pull away but he was to strong. Suddenly, Mr Tanner fell back in pain. I turned around and there was Louis looking furious, and punching him repeatedly till he had ran off. He pulled me into a hug, before I burst into tears. He played with my brown curls, as he comforted me. He smelled of vanilla.

"Shhh, everythings going to be fine. Are you ok?" He released me as he questioned me. I nodded as the other boys came running in. When they noticed my tears, their smiles faded.

"What happened?" Harry asked looking concerned.

"Some prick, forced himself on her!"

"What?"

"Who?"

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, just a little shaken..he's my landlord!"

They all gave me bearhugs and comforted me in their own way. Niall played some songs on his guitar, Harry cooked me lunch (lasagne, very tasty he is an amazing cook!), Liam gave me some comforting words, Zayn played with my hair and Lou kept making me laugh. I loved these boys, they felt like my brothers!

We all sat in silence as we ate our lunch. I was snuggled between Harold and Lou, and Liam and the others where sat on the floor.

"I'm gonna miss you guys so much when you go back to England!"

Then all the boys turned around in shock.

"I never thought about that..." Then a depressing silence followed.

"But it's not fair...we'll miss you!" Niall said.

"When do you leave?"

"In three hours.

""What..you...you...can't!!"

"I have an idea."

Oh gosh..when Harry has an idea, you should be worried!"

"What?"

"Well..we can bring you with us, you're English anyway so can't you just come back to England with us, you can hide in our car.'"

I shook my head sadly.

"Boys, I would love to but my career is here!"

"Well you're not staying here..with your 'landlord'. Trust me, I won't let you."

Aww I do love an overprotective person, it's kinda cute.

"Wait, I know what to do!" Lou walked out of the room whilst dialing a number on his phone.

"Paige.."

"Yes Niall, you can."

"Thanks.." He walked into the kitchen and raided my fridge, he was so predictable!

Then Lou walked back into the room.

"I have some great news, I rang Simon and he said you can become our personal stylist...I mean if you want to..you'd have to live with us..and come on tour with us"

"I..I'd love to..but you boys won't want me on tour with you..I'd cramp your style!"

"PLEASE COME WITH US! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!" They all begged.

"Yes!!" I ran into a hug with them as they all cheered. Niall walked back in eating some nachos.

"What did I miss?"

"I'm gonna live with you!" He dropped his food and joined in the group hug.

"Guys, I love you more than food." We all stared at him like he'd just massacred us.

"Ok..sometimes" We all laughed.

"Wait..how am I gonna pack in time.." We all ran into a room each. We were armed with boxes and ready for action!