A/N I am sooo sorry for such a late update, but I just couldn't find time to write this, but I am now! I'm sorry for such a delay, but here it is. I'm sorry if it's terrible, but I have really bad writers block with this story, I know what I'm doing with the last 3-4 chapters, it's just getting there that's proving a challenge! Anyway, I hope you enjoy :)
RACHEL'S POV
"oh my God!" I couldn't believe it. The whole of downstairs was lit by candlelight and only candlelight; there were roses scattered across the floor and the table where two plates of spaghetti bolegnease were waiting for us. A smile grew across my face as I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist, and a loving kiss placed on my cheek
"evening gorgeous, do you like it?"
"like it? I love it!" I spun around to place a kiss on Louis' perfect lips "thank you"
"you're welcome baby, you look stunning" he whispered as his eyes trailed over my body, taking in my outfit while biting his lip which automatically made me self conscious, using my arms to cover up my body with my arms. He unraveled his arms from around my waist to pull my hands away and place two little kisses on each hand "you don't need to cover up, love, you're perfect"
"I tried to fight it, but he caused a smile to spread across my face, causing me to look like a massive dork, making two massive dimples appear on both my cheeks "shall we eat?" I nodded as he lead me over to the table, pulling the chair out for me like a true gentleman before sitting down himself.
"this looks amazing, Lou"
"see, not just a pretty face"
"well-"
"don't you dare say anything, Smith" Louis winked at me, causing us both to laugh as we dug into our dinner
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"well, Mr Tomlinson, that was amazing, thank you"
"you're welcome baby, anything to make you happy" he started laughing as I did my dorky smile again, causing me to cover my face with my hands. I did my embarrassed head shake as I buried my face further into my hands.
what the fuck is wrong with me?!
I suddenly felt two warm hands replace mine on my cheeks, and a pair of sky blue eyes looking straight through my grey ones, kissing me softly for just a second, as if he was about to break me "you're so beautiful"
I blushed a deep beat root red. I didn't deserve him. "even though I don't have any hair?"
"you're even more beautiful without it, baby" I leaned in and kissed him again, this time, he put more passion in it. He lifted me by the waist, leading us over to the sofa.
I lay down as Louis lay on top of me, his lips never leaving mine. I loved Louis, but I was scared. I was a virgin, but I hadn't told Louis yet. All my ex boyfriend's had dumped me because I refused to put out. It's not that I didn't like them at the time, it's just that I wanted it to be with someone special, and I think Louis' that special person, I wanted to-
I was snapped out my thoughts as I felt Louis' hands go behind my back, going to unzip my dress. I instinctively pulled away, sitting upright
"what's wrong baby?" with every boy I'd been with, we would get to this point, we would stop, and they would ask that exact question, only sounding a lot more pissed off at the fact I hadn't satisfied their need. But Louis didn't. He seemed to genuinely care for me.
"nothing, it's just..."
"what is it, Rachel? You can tell me" he gave me a warm reassuring smile as he took my right hand in his, rubbing small circles over the back of it
"I'm a virgin" his eyes looked surprised for a split second before turning to guilt and worry
"Rachel, I am so sorry, I didn't mean for you to feel pressured into doing anything. I don't want you to feel like you have to sleep with me, I really don't mind waiting for when you're ready-"
"Louis. I am ready" his eyebrows rose in shock at what I'd said
"are you sure?"
"yeah. I want my first time to be with you. I only want to be with you" a smile spread across his face before it disappeared to concern again
"okay, but if I hurt you, or if you change your mind and want me to stop, you tell me straight away and I'll stop, yeah?"
"fine" I breathed out as I leant forward and kissed him hard and with a lot of pressure, causing him to fall back onto the sofa, a chuckle escaping his lips.
I tore his shirt off, admiring his toned torso as he went behind me to unzip my dress. This time I didn't pull away and let him pull it off me. As I went down to his belt buckle, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I tried to ignore it and carry on, but it became more and more harsh, until it became a gag movement. I was about to be sick.
I jumped off of Louis still in just my underwear and ran to the closest toilet "Rachel!"
I ignored his calls as I dropped to the floor, chucked the toilet seat back and began throwing up into the toilet.
After I spat up vomit twice, I felt his presence behind me as he sat with me between his legs while he rubbed soothing circles into my back
I threw up a further three more times before the sharp pain was beginning to fade. I lifted my head, wiping my mouth, when I stopped. There was blood on my hand.
I looked down in the toilet where there was just blood
"Rachel?" Louis croaked, i turned to see him looking into the toilet as well, his face drained of all colour
"it's okay, it's a side affect from all the treatment" I murmured as I threw up even more into the toilet. When I was finally done, I collapsed against the toilet seat, exhausted. My eyes grew heavy as I felt Louis lift me up bridal style and carry me back to his room.
he gently lay me down on my side of his bed before going over to his chest of draws, pulling out a pair of sweats and a baggy top. He helped me change into them before tucking me into bed.
he quickly changed into another pair of sweats before slipping in behind me, wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me closer
"I'm sorry I ruined your evening, Lou"
"of course you didn't Rachel!-"
"yeah, I did, I'm sorry that I-"
"Rachel, sh, you didn't ruin it, I wouldn't have changed it for the world. It was perfect" he was right. Up to the point where I threw up, it was amazing. We lay there in silence for a few minutes, the sound of his steady heartbeat and heat from his body comforting me "I love you Rachel Smith"
"I love you too Louis Tomlinson" I pecked him on the lips before snuggling back into his arms, ready for sleep to take me under again.
tonight was perfection.
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