A/N:  I would like to clarify something.  Last author's note I said that this was based between their last tour and the one before that.  That is not the case, this is after their last tour but they are still working on Made In the A.M., if that makes sense.  Also, although their hiatus will be included in here, I'm not including any of the drama with Louis, Freddie will not exist, any of their current girlfriends will not exist, Harry is not going to be in Dunkirk but I might have him cut his hair anyway because I love it so much.  Just wanted to clarify.  Sorry in advance for the long author's note at the end, but please read all of it, it's important.

Louis's POV:

I woke up to the sound of laughter the next morning, intermixed with running water and clanking pans.  Something smelled delicious, one of the girls must be making breakfast, I thought to myself, because I knew from experience that none of us guys could cook like that.  Suddenly I remembered.  I had had the strangest, saddest dream last night that I had ever had before.

Flashback

I was walking through a flower-garden, full of roses and tulips and dozens of other flowers that I had never seen before.  The smells were intoxicating, it was almost hard to breathe it was so strong.  Eleanor was walking towards me, a smirk on her face like she would get when she was in a playful mood, except there was something wrong with it, something mean about it that wasn't usually there.  She smiled at me for a second before she went back to the smirk, taking my hand and leading me through the meandering brick path.

We walked for a while, until I could hear crying in the distance.  After a few more minutes of walking, we somehow came into a dark, damp, stone room with torture devices on the walls.  Rosanna was chained to the wall, hanging limp by her arms, her hair ragged and dirty, she was covered in sweat and blood and dirt, with tears dripping down her cheeks.  She lifted her head, and I could feel a tear slip down my cheek; she looked so broken inside.  Eleanor tugged on my arm.

"You have two choices, Louis.  You pick me, and my friend here," she gestured at a man whose face was covered by shadows behind us, "will take care of her, or you pick her, and die with her.  Your choice."

I gaped at her, looking between the three of them.

"Go with her, Lou.  Leave me, I'm not worth it."  Rosanna rasped from behind me, voice barely audible.  The man stepped into the light, he was someone I had never seen before, with dark hair, a muscular build, and green eyes.

"Yes, Louis, she's not worth anything.  Leave her."  He demanded, a maniacal gleam in his eye, with a deep voice.  Eleanor glared at him.

"I told you to keep quite, Joshua!  Geez."  She snapped, before raising a gun.  "Times up, Louis."

She fired, hitting Rosanna in the head, killing her instantly, before turning to me and lining up her shot.  I could see her finger tightening.

Then everything went black and I was sleeping normally again, waking up just now, some time after the dream.

I shook myself out of my thoughts before getting up and going to my room to change, only to find that someone was already in there.  I knocked, just in case it was one of the girls.

"Come in."  It was Liam.

"Hey mate, sleep well?"  I asked him.  He shrugged.  "After the girls leave we are having a band meeting, just the four of us, because I need to discuss something with you guys."

I nodded, knowing I wouldn't get anything else out of him, and quickly changed and got ready for the day.  Liam finished before me, obviously, so once I got out I could hear everybody laughing in the kitchen.  I walked in to see Harry and Ro making French Toast, with plates of bacon and eggs already waiting on the table, and everybody else laughing and talking in various places around them.  Ro looked up when I came in and smiled softly at me before looking back to what she was doing, but I could tell that she had bags under her eyes and she seemed sad about something.  I tucked it away for further thought and then grinned.

"THE PARTY HAS ARRIVED!"  I shouted, throwing my arms in the air and dancing slightly, making my usual grand entrance.  Everyone looked up and laughed at me, about to tell me good morning, when someone screamed.  We all looked over at Ro, who was holding her hand and obviously struggling to keep in tears.  Liam, always the Daddy Direction, immediately took her hand, leading her over to the sink and examining it carefully.

"It's not a bad burn, don't worry, you'll be fine in a few days."  Liam assured her, running it under some cold water and then grabbed bandages from Jess, who had produced them from somewhere, and wrapped it gently.  She nodded in silence, then went over to help Haz finish the French Toast.

We all ate breakfast in relative silence aside from the usual questioning about people's sleep and all that; and then the girls all left to go to Ro's hotel to collect some stuff for a full day of flat-hunting, with some possible shopping thrown in as well.  As soon as they were out the door, Liam grabbed me, dragged me into the living room, and then went and snagged Harry and Niall and dragged them in as well, sitting us all down in various chairs and couches.

"Alright lads, this is a band meeting about what happened last night, I also need an explanation from you, Louis, about last night but that can wait, I need to tell you guys this."

And with that he proceeded to explain, in detail, what had happened whilst we were all sleeping.  After he finished his explanation, Niall was the first to speak.

"I want to know what she was dreaming about so badly, curiosity may have killed the cat but it's also going to kill the Irishman."  He tried to joke a bit and lighten the mood but it didn't work very well.  Then I spoke up.

"Did anyone else see how she reacted, when she first got here and I shouted for you guys?"

"I did."  Liam instantly replied.  "She jumped at least five feet from you, and she was cowering, as if she were scared of you or something."

I nodded.  "I think there is more to her than we're seeing.  We really don't know that much about her past or her family life, or why she moved here alone."

The lads nodded along, then Harry suddenly spoke.

"Did you guys see how she burned her hand?"  I shook my head no, as did Liam and Niall.

"When you came in, Lou, and shouted, she jerked, like she apparently did yesterday, and accidentally grabbed the hot part of the pan.  The odd part was, before the pain registered, she was lifting it up off the burner, as though she was going to hit you with it, and then when she felt the burning sensation she dropped it and screamed."

We sat there for a second, letting that sink in.  I could see the lads brain's working, putting the pieces together the same as I had.  We all looked at each other, seeing the same thing written on each other's faces.  I voiced it for all of us, to get it out in the open.

"She's been abused, and not too long ago, either, but I think it's best we wait to discuss this further until we know more."

I mentally congratulated myself on being mature for once, and then turned to Liam.

"What did you need me to clarify, Liam?"

"Why were you mumbling about flowers in your sleep?"

It hit me then.  What I had dreamed about was a dramatized, twisted version of what may have actually happened to Ro.  I could feel the color draining from my face, and the lads gave me concerned looks.  Before they could ask if I was alright, I explained my dream to them, and watched their faces pale as they came to the same realization that I had.  And this time it was Niall, our softhearted Irishman, who spoke our thoughts for us.

"I really hope that what she went through wasn't anything close to what you dreamed about, Lou."

A/N:  Yes, I know the abuse story is a cliche thing to have in a 1D story, but trust me, it's not going to be as typical as everyone else's.  I have a few ideas to spice it up a bit, mwahaha, but nothing too cheesy, I hope.  This was the first chapter (I think) in only one person's POV.  Next chapter it will be mostly Ro's, probably.  I'm going to say this now, so that I don't have to later:  the events in this book, the hiatus and the album release and the different illness's and such, the real life occurrence's, may or may not happen, and the ones that do happen, may not be in the correct time-line.  Quite a bit of this is fiction, made up by me, and while I obviously am using the boys in it, and basing Ro and her brother off of real life people (as you may have figured out already), Ro and her brother are still my creations, as is the plot-line and the rest of the non-real things, they are all my creation and are obviously not going to properly fit the time-line of real events.  That's all I wanted to say, vote if you like it and leave a comment with your opinion of this chapter or the book in general, please feel free to critique my writing as long as you're not mean about it, and I will try to update this again on Saturday!  Love you guys!