Louis' POV

When we were about landed, I swear, I could hear the screams of the fans already. I sat with my bowl of carrots.

"Don't they ever get tired of screaming?" I ask

Harry was smiling a cheeky grin. He was excited to see his sister, but she had been paralyzed while he was gone, so he nervous about seeing her like that.

"Nope." he said back, while popping the 'P'.

I grimace and get anxious about landing. We had to wear a weird assortment of things to scout out Rose, as she was in a wheelchair, and most likely will get trampled.

When we landed, we took a back way out of the jet. When we actually got IN the airport, I started scouting in the back, the guys scouting around the other ways.

I saw a girl on the ground getting stepped on left and right, curled in a ball. I picked her up and put her back in her wheel chair.

"Who are you?" she asked me. I didn't want to say my name out loud, next to these girls.

"Are you Rose?" I asked her.

"Y-yes." she stuttered. It was kind of cute. Actually, she was kind of cute.. No! No, Louis, you can't think that! Harry specifically said no making fun of, no hitting on, or flirting.

"Alright, then." I say to her and bring out my phone and call Harry.

"Lou!" Harry yells into the phone,

"Hey,I found her." I say back simply.

"Is she okay?" he sounded worried. Aww...

"Yes, yes, Harry, she's okay, a fan just knocked over her wheelchair, but other than that, she's perfectly okay." I reassure him. Besides, she was more than OKAY...she was HAWT.

"Alright, good bring her to the van, we will meet you there." he says, and I hang up.

I wheel her to the heavily, and I mean HEAVILY, guarded section by the door. I tell the guard who I am and he let's her and I through. When I wheel her out to the van, and try to help her, but she tells me she can do it, so I let her. She struggles, and I have a strange urge to help, but I don't. I have a feeling she hates when people take pity on her just because of her legs.

When she's in the chair in the van, I take the her wheel chair to the back and walk back around and sit across from her.

Silence.

"So, uh, Rose, how'd you become paralyzed?" I ask her.

She glares at me. "I'm sorry, that was a rude question." I say and look down.

I think she felt bad, because she said, "No, it's okay, it just makes me uncomfortable."

"I, umm, was driving and a car was turning and crushed the drivers side of my car, crushing my legs, and causing damage to my spinal cord in the process." she choked out, then she burst out crying.

I have absolutly no idea why, but I pulled her close, putting her head on my shoulders. When I held her, I felt an electric shock. That's the magical moment when Harry just HAS to open the door.

"ROSE, WHAT'S--" he stops and sees me and her and glares at me but smiles at her. He picks her up and hugs her, still glaring at me. What did I do?

All I did was hold a crying girl. And it felt incredible.