Pairing Hearts |louis tomlinson|

Chapter Twenty-Four

A week later Louis and I sat out by the pool watching the sunset and waiting for Marcy and Bailey to come over. Louis was jotting things in his journal humming to himself as I rested my head on his lap, letting him stroke my hair. It was perfect and I could have stayed like that forever, but the doorbell rang.
"I'll be in in a few minutes, just need to finish this idea," he told me patting my head. I groaned but got up.
"Kate!" Bailey grinned when I opened the door and was instantly wrapped in a hug. "Did you miss us?"
"It's only been a week," I laughed patting her back. Marcy strode past us taking a look around.
"You finally got furniture," she stated noting the big beige couch and wooden kitchen table.
"What do you think?" I asked.
"It looks great," she smiled as Bailey finally let go of me.
"Hey ladies," Louis smiled as I led them to the kitchen. The girls waved. "Security didn't give you any trouble, did they? I made sure they knew your cars."
"Nope they just opened the gate right up," Marcy grinned.
"I'm going to go to the office for a bit, alright love?" Louis asked coming to kiss my cheek.
"Just promise you won't sleep in there again," I smiled patting his shoulder.
"Promise," he nodded before disappearing down the hall.
"Is he making an album?" Bailey asked as I poured them each a glass of wine.
"He's had a lot of ideas lately, so I think an album may be coming soon," I nodded trying to hide the frown.
"You aren't happy about that?" Marcy asked.
"I mean of course I'm happy he's finally writing and singing again. I was really worried for a while, but a new album means a tour and I just don't want to be away from him that long again."
"There's no way he'll want to be away from you that long either," Marcy laughed. "He couldn't even stay here in San Diego during the weeks when we had school."
"Yeah," I nodded taking a drink of my wine. "Enough about me. How have you two been settling in?"
"My roommates are nice enough. They leave me be and I don't really talk to them," Bailey shrugged.
"I'm just back with my parents," Marcy shrugged. "Oh, but you'll never guess who called me while I was in the middle of a date last night."
"Who?" Bailey asked.
"Sam," Marcy said rolling her eyes. "He's been calling all week. He wants to get back together and I'm so over it."
"Are you going to?" Bailey asked.
"No way," she said shaking her head. "I deserve way better than that douche bag."
"I'm not settling until I find someone rich enough to buy me a house, like Kate," Bailey grinned and I took another drink of wine.
"I could have bought this place myself," I said rolling my eyes. "Don't settle until you find someone who is willing to fight for you and love you no matter what you tell them."
"No one will ever be like Louis," Bailey said shaking her head.
"You're going to find someone better," Marcy said to Bailey.
"That's not even possible," Bailey laughed. "Kate took the last good man."
"Marcy you should go on the bachelor," I said.
"No way the only person in this house pretty enough to get on that show is you."
"That's not true," I said rolling my eyes.
"I'm nominating you," Bailey grinned and Marcy finished off her glass.
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After the girls left I got ready for bed and then went to find Louis. I found him in the office, it was more of a studio, playing the piano and singing something I hadn't heard before. I quietly laid myself down on the couch and closed my eyes so I could let his voice wash over me. His songs always left goosebumps on my skin.
"What did you think?" Louis asked.
"It was a song for your mom?" I asked keeping my eyes closed.
"Yeah," he answered. "Been wishing she could be here and see how happy you make me. Sometimes I think she made all this happen."
"She can see you," I told him. "Next time you talk to her, tell her I said thank you because I've never been happier." I often heard Louis talking to his mom when he thought he was alone. I thought it was sweet.
"You ready for bed?" He asked coming over and scooping me off the couch.
"Wine makes me tired," I answered resting my head on his chest.
"You know I heard you talking about tour," he whispered as he set me in bed and crawled in next to me.
"I don't care what you do as long as you're happy," I said curling against him.
"I wasn't going to do the tour until next summer, then you could come with me. I literally can't be away from you for longer than a weekend and even that is pushing it."
"I don't sleep well without you," I answered.
"Were you really going to let me leave for months without you?" Louis chuckled.
"I'll never hold you back," I answered touching his jaw.
"I'll never do anything without talking to you and thinking about you first," he answered kissing my cheek. "Now get some sleep."
"Night," I answered feeling content.