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Boiling Point Book 1 (One Direction Fan-Fiction)

108 Degrees

Chapter 1
108 Degrees
“Don’t be nervous”. I put on my seat belt and changed the car to drive; I looked both ways made a right on the light entering an empty road.
“Just keep your eyes on the road, don’t move the steering wheel too much”.
“Okay”. I kept my hot hands on the new steering wheel, finally getting lessons on driving. Louis fixed his black beanie and kept his hand on the cup holder. He was pretty nervous you can tell from his eyes, but I tried to do what he told me.
“Alright, turn your lights on. It’s getting dark”. I looked down to see where the light switch where, I’m new to this car.
“Galen, keep your eyes on the road!” I can’t do both things at the same time, so I went for the light switch. I finally found it next to windshield wipers. Until I felt another hand grab the steering wheel, I instantly looked up to see young women in a bike about a couple inches away from the car.
“GALEN TURN”. My warm hands stayed frozen to the steering wheel, I got into panic mode, not wanting to move an inch from my body. Seeing Louis try to take control of the steering wheel. Seconds later the young girl’s bike made contact with the front bumper. Taking my foot and placing it really hard on the brakes.
The young girl was no where insight, trying not to think that her body might be trapped under her crushed bike. I turned to Louis seeing that he understood what my blue eyes where saying, frightened.
“Galen look at me, let go of the steering wheel”. He grabbed both my hands as they softened; I took of the seat belt thinking what to do next. Louis placed the car on park mode, and quickly took of his seatbelt and ran out the car to check on the girl. I did the same.
The scene wasn’t too bad; the back of her bike was stuck under the car, while she laid a couple of inches away from the right front wheel.
“I’m going to back up the car, you take care of her.” I nodded cleaning my sweaty hands on my loose v-neck and walking toward the body, she was still breathing. I got more close to scan her, no bones where broken except some blood on her right arm and forehead. I got on my knees and grabbed her face softly placing it on my knee.
“Hey, stay with me okay”. The young girl opened her dark hues as I traced her red hair, she opened up her head.
“Louis we need to take her to the hospital”.
“Are you stupid or something, we might get caught by the police!”
“She’s losing conscious”.
“Alright, get her in the car. We’re taking her home”.
“Home? WHAT IS MILA GOING TO DO?”
“JUST COME ON HURRY UP, I’LL SEND ZAYN TO PICK UP THE BIKE.”
I grabbed her from her lower back and thighs carrying her toward the car, she wasn’t too heavy; Louis opened the back seat door as I placed her trying not to move her head too much. I took off my shirt and slowly wrapped it around her bleeding forehead.
“I’ll sit back here with her, do I text Zayn?”
“I already did, buckle up”.

Comments

i like this story

this is dope
update! I need to know who imprints on her.