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given to a boy band

Chapter 22

Katherine’s POV.

I walk behind Louis and into the kitchen.

“What do you wanna eat?” Louis asks me in his thick British accent as he opens the fridge. I shrug, anything really. Louis huffs closing it shut.

“Then what do you wanna eat then.” He turn towards me. I shrug my shoulder tears coming to my eyes.I turn around and walk into the living room and sit down on the couch. Tears fall out of my eyes and down my face. I then felt the couch go down meaning that Louis must have sat beside me. He then slung his arm around me. I sob a couple of times before Louis says

“Katherine, why don’t we watch a movie while eating some food, huh?” Louis asks while patting my knee. I nod my head not knowing what else to say to him. Louis then leaves the kitchen.

“You can pick a movie if you would like Kathie!” Louis calls out. I then quietly get up from my seat and walk over to the movies.

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“Oh my.” I giggle to myself as Louis tried to do a handstand. He sadly failed. As Louis crashed into the glass table it shatters on impact. I hold a hand over my mouth as I look at the sight before me. Louis then gets up and stands next to me looking at the glass that was all over the carpet.

“Well shit.” Louis breaths out I bend down to start picking up the little tiny glass shards.

“Wait, Katherine. I’ll just clean up the mess.” Louis says I stand up and turn to him.

“So what do I do then?” I ask crossing my arms.

“You can in my room and wait for me.” I sigh loudly rolling my head around my neck and dramatically throw my arms up in the air.

“Fine, I’ll go to your room because I can’t help you.” I huff. Louis smiles at me, he then brings his arm up to my cheek caressing it with his hand.

“You’re so cute when you try to be mad.” He laughs. I return the smile and turn my back towards him.

“I’ll be in there after I clean up this mess.” Louis calls out to me. I turn the corner of the wall. I then head towards his room. As I get towards the door I think why would he want me in his room. Why could’t I stay and help him clean up the mess? Did he want me to pleasure him after he cleaned up the glass that he broke? Why couldn’t I just have helped him.

As I open the door I look at the dark blue paint that covered the walls and the dark white carpet covered the floor. As I look around his room I notice a dark yellow folder stacked with papers. I walk over to it and flip it open. I saw the envelope that I kept and had it in my bra when I was took’n by the two big guys. I remembered that I put in my bra. As I opened the envelope I saw it filled with a lot more papers. All of a sudden Louis walked in. I jumped and hurried up and put it back down and closed the envelope. Louis' voice scared me as he said

“What the fucking hell do you think you’re doing?” He growled.

Louis’s POV.

As I finished picking up all of the pieces of glass I then vacuumed just incase. After cleaning the whole floor I then opened the door to throw out the the bag I came back inside and walked towards my room to check on Katherine. As I opened the door I saw Katherine going through my file. I fucking forgot to put it back under my bed after I looked at it. I pushed the door open even more and it slung back hitting the wall making Katherine jump with surprise. Katherine then put the

envelope and shut the file and then she jumped back

“What the fucking hell do you think you’re doing?” I growled she opened her mouth but nothing came out of it.

“I said, ‘What the fucking hell do you think you’re doing?’ again?” I push her up against the wall. She shakes her head back and forth.

“Katherine.” I state again. Katherine whimpers as I pull her by her hair.

“You weren’t going through my stuff.... Were you?” I whisper in her ear.

“N-no” Katherine choke out. As I let go Katherine falls to the floor.

“Thats what I thought.” I spit at her. She gets on her knees and sassy

“Whats in there.” I freeze. She didn’t see whats in there? I thought. My head turns to her.

“You did’t see anything?” I ask she shakes her head. She then slowly gets up and says

“Louis, what the fuck is in that folder?” Katherine says finding the confidence that wasn’t there earlier.

“Louis?” Katherine says. I pulp down on the bed my hands covering my face. I shake my head memories of the sex slaves replayed in my head. The times we had sex with them, the times we kidnapped them, the times we bought them, the times we had to kill them. I shiver in disgust. I then point towards the file and mumble through my hands,

“Go see for your self, since you wanna know so badly.” I shrug. From the corner of my eye I can see Katherine get up and walk away from the bed and towards the file. I remove my hands from my face to see Katherine hesitantly grab the file. As she picks it up she then walks back to the bed and sits next to me. Well, here goes nothing. I thought as I watched Katherine’s face as she looked though the file.