One Direction's Property (COMPLETED)

Dannon's POV:

"Alyssa are you sure you don't want to go to the party with us?" Eleanor asked.

"Yea, I could put on some scary make up in about ten minutes," Lou, who was finishing Louis's make up, added.

"I'm sure. Plus I am really tired, and if I were to go to the party I would probably fall asleep in a corner," I joked.

Eleanor and Louis was dressed up as Jack and Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas, Lou said her costume was a surprise, and I don't know what the others are wearing. Personally I could care less. They could fall off of Big Ben, and I would go on with my like nothing happened.

That was quite mean my inner conscience reminded me. It wasn't like I actually gave two shits about them. They could burn-

My thoughts were interrupted by Eleanor snapping her fingers in my face.

"Huh?"

"Are you sure you'll be alright here alone?" she asked. "You seem kind of out of it."

"No, no I'm fine. You lot go out, and have fun."

Once all of them had their costumes on, they left out of the hotel room. Of course not without Louis telling me not to eat all of the ice cream. I mean seriously does he think I'm some type of fatso. I shook my head at the thought, and got one of the many cartons of Oreo Ice Cream and a spoon. I started digging into the ice cream whilst watching The Little Vampire, my favourite Disney movie of all time.

Half way through my ice cream, I heard Louis's phone ring. Which is odd cause I could have sworn he took it with him, but I guess not. I got up from my very comfortable spot on my bed, and went to Louis's room, that was in the back of the hotel room.

His room was practically a mess by the time I found the phone, and it had stopped ringing, but I didn't do all that work for nothing. So I took the phone back with me to my bed. Not bothering with cleaning Louis's room since it wasn't that clean to start with, and he'll be too pissed to notice when he gets back.

I pressed the home button, but when I swiped the screen, it opened to the lock pad.

I should've known.

After using all but one of the tries, I pretty much didn't care as much. I mean I've tried everything 1234 to 2412, and none of them worked. So right now I was basically goofing off by putting 1912, my birthday, but I didn't expect it to work. Huh, well okay then.

The first thing I did was go to the phone app, and dial my house phone number. After about three rings an automated voice came on saying that the number had been disconnected. (A.N.: This shiz ain't over yet!)

Great! When I finally have access to a phone that can call long distance to find out that my family changed our number. I almost threw the phone against the wall until I remembered it wasn't mine.

It's just isn't fair how unlucky I am. I mean everything was good in life until my family and I moved to Newcastle. I had friends in Southampton, but when my older siblings and I started school in Newcastle we all were bullied because we were 'different'. Our parents promised us we could go to a private school when we entered year seven. It was my last year, but since I was all alone without anyone I was more vulnerable than usually. Let's just say things went too far because I don't really want to relive it.

So that's basically how I became depressed loser with scares on her wrist. My parents took me out of school, and my mum quit her job so she could home school me. Ever since then I was home schooled. Well of course until I was kidnapped.

Since I had no other use for it, I put Louis's phone on his bed, and went back to mine. I continued eating my ice cream, and watching the telly until I fell asleep.

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I was awoken by a drunk Louis jumping up and down on my bed singing some weird song (A.N.: (; ).I was surprise he didn't trample me because of how pissed he was.

"What do you want?" I whined, and turned away form him.

"Is D-danny wann-ny tiwwed?" he slurred plopping down beside me.

"Yes, in fact I am. I was catching some perfect z's until you woke me."

"Why-y dr-ream about me wh-hen I'm r-right here?"

"Wha-?" Before I could finish Louis was attacking my neck with his lips, and placed himself in between my legs with his hands on holding him up on either side of me.

I put my hands on his shoulders pushing him away from me asking him, "Where's Eleanor?"

"Kn-knocked out, why?"

"Because, I don't want her to come in on us doing this," I said, and pulled him back towards me connecting our lips together.

Louis's tongue swiped along my bottom lip. I opened my mouth allowing him access. The taste of alcohol was strong in his mouth, but I didn't let it ruin the moment. My hands tugging gently through his hair making him moan in my mouth.

We continued to let our tongues explore each others mouth until Louis pulled away. He pushed my hair back, and kissed me on my forehead asking, "Has anyone told you how beautiful you are?" Even though his speech wasn't slurred anymore, I still could tell that he would not be able to remember this in the morning. Not like I really cared. I was going to saviour this moment as much as I could.

"Because you are the most absolute gorgeous girl I have ever seen." I must have looked like a tomato with how hard I was blushing. "You look so cute when you blush."

"Well, I'm probably going to look like a complete doll if you continue," I replied.

"I love your sense of humour," he chuckled.

Louis rose up shirt half way up, and gave me a long kiss on my stomach and sat back up.

"I don't care what any DNA test says this is my baby."

'Goodness if he keeps this up I will probably turn to mush', I thought to myself.

"Of course," I smiled, "I wouldn't want it any other way."

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