Stranded with Louis Tomlinson

Chapter Sixteen

Louis' P.O.V.

What happened last night was the first thing I thought about in the morning. Amber kissed me. I'd thought about kissing her several times, but then I remembered Eleanor, and I couldn't. I kissed her back last night though. I just got kinda caught up in the fact that her tongue was in my mouth. Now I felt guilty.

My thoughts were interupted when Amber woke up. She sat up and looked at me with eyes full of anxiety. "Louis," she said. "I just want to say that last night was just me being...messed up." "No, really. Amber, it's understandable. It's okay," I smiled. "Really? Are you sure? I just feel so awful for putting you in such an awkward position," she said. I laughed and said, "It's fine."

I wouldn't mind it if you kissed me again.

"Amber." She looked up at me. "Hm?" she said simply. "Kiss me again," I said. Confusion came over her eyes. "What?" she raised her eyebrows.

I cupped her face in my hands and I kissed her.

Last night's kiss was soft, but now I kissed her harder.

She put her arms around my neck and pulled me closer. Amber leaned back and I started to shift my weight onto her. I stopped kissing her when I realized how far this could go. I stood up and Amber sat there in the sand.

Awkward.

"Amber, I like you, but Eleanor..." I trailed off. "Yeah. I know," she didn't look at me. "Well, she's probably found somebody else already," I said. Amber bit her lip and didn't say anything.

I sighed and layed back down again. I didn't intend to fall asleep, but I did.