Don't Let It Break Your Heart {l.t} - SLOW UPDATES

CHAPTER 6

I awoke the next morning in Louis' strong arms. He smelt so good, like mint and whatever cologne he was wearing. Light snores escaped his lips and the rays of the rising sun shown on his tan skin. The power must've been restored in the middle of the night as the fan was spinning. As I watched Louis sleep for a couple minutes I began to lightly trace the tattoos that scattered his arms.  Louis began to stir before opening his eyes and the sun made his blue eyes shine. 

"Good morning Stel" he said, his morning voice raspy. Damn, he was hot. 

"Morning Lou" I stretched out before snuggling back in his chest. Louis began tracing shapes underneath the shirt on my back. Goosebumps rose on my skin as he was relaxing me and his touch felt calming. 

It hit me that this is the first time I'm waking up in the arms of a man that I didn't have sex with the night before. Back in New York, if I spent the the night at a guys house, it was because I had sex with them, got high, and I couldn't get myself home. It felt nice to be in Louis' arms, I felt, safe. The bad part out of all of this is that I think I'm starting to develop feelings for Louis, which doesn't sound bad, but deep down I'm afraid of committing myself to someone. I haven't been this vulnerable around someone is years. Louis' just different, a good kind of different. I've known him for a day but he actually listens to me and I feel like I can be me around him. However that still doesn't mean I'm ready to fully open up to him. 

"Stella?" Louis asked. I looked into his blue eyes. 

"Do you want to come out for drinks tonight? You can meet my friends?" he offered.

"Sure" I smiled at him and he smiled back. "I had a great time last night"

"I did too. Maybe we can try again Sunday?" He had a hopeful look in his eyes. 

"I'd love to"

As I got out of Louis' bed to get my clothes, he spoke up, "You can keep that shirt by the way, it um, it looks good on you" Louis rubbed the back of his neck. God, he's so cute. 

I couldn't help but smile at him, looking at the ground as my cheeks flushed a bright crimson shade. 

"I need to do some things today for my place. Do you want to come over later, maybe at 5?"

"Sure" Louis replied with a yawn. 

I hugged him and as I was about to pull away he kissed my cheek. I walked out the door with a huge smile on my face preparing myself for tonight's events. 

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After I had finished for the day with grocery shopping and cleaning around my new place I finally laid down on my couch thinking about the night I had ahead with Louis. I was looking forward to having more time to spend with him but I couldn't help but feel nervous. I can't help but feel butterflies when I think about him and our growing relationship, or whatever we were. I tread to my closet picking out an outfit for tonight. I chose a red tube top, with a denim jacket and light wash mom jeans along with my white high top platform converse. I wore all gold jewelry as usual. As I was getting lost into thought my phone rang loudly in the one special ringtone I'd rather not hear, my mother.

'Hi Mom' I was hoping she couldn't sense the nerves in my voice. 

'When are you coming home?' her voice dripped in annoyance. She knows I can't afford to come home so why does she ask.

'I'm not sure. Christmas time, maybe, if I can shake some extra money' I was getting more annoyed at the thought of speaking with her anymore. 

'You made a huge mistake Stella. Moving to New York and then London. Why the hell would you ever want to leave America? You know people in Europe don't like Am-' 

I cut her off. 

'No mom, in fact I've made a friend here and were going out tonight. I wanted this move for my career and for me to start somewhere new. I wont be apologizing for not having the career that doesn't fit yours and dad's agenda! Why can't you just be happy for me?' I raised my voice to her, not caring if anyone heard much less if I offended her. 

'I can't be happy for you when you don't go on a path that will actually earn you money much less running off to an unknown country. Don't expect to be coming to my house for Christmas or anytime for that matter. You want to talk to me that way and disrespect me? You aren't welcome in my house' and with that she hung up the phone on me.

Tears spilled from my eyes. She doesn't understand the struggle I've had to go through. First cutting off helping me with money and now I can't even go home? I busted ass in ways that I shouldn't have to get by. She'll never know what I used to do. Then the feeling hit me. 

The feeling to feel relaxed. I wanted Louis here. I wanted to hear his voice and see his smile. I wanted to get high with him again. He made me feel safe and wanted. I felt like I've known him forever when it's only been 48 hours. The way he kisses my cheek. The way he cuddled me last night. The pieces all seem to be falling together. 

I'm falling hard and fast for Louis Tomlinson.