Louis partridge
Warning:cursing
3rd POV:
Her skin deprived from his touch. His strong arms and soft skin. All she wanted was him.
Looking around the room, the clock on the desk. 10:39pm. Rubbing her eyes tiredly she sits herself up on the bed.
Y/n hasn't really talk to Louis today, he's been extremely busy with work. Filming all day, now probably arriving home for the night.
She grabs a her phone off the changer send a text to Louis.
Y/n ❤️
You home yet?
Very vague, she waits as his reads it and starts to type.
Louis 💘
Hello to you too, yes I just got home about 20 minutes ago
Y/n ❤️
Ok
She types fast, going to her clothes to grab a sweat of Louis's. Her phone dings again as she walks back to the bed.
Louis 💘
You ok?
Y/n ❤️
Ya I'm fine
Taking a sigh as she ads her shoes and through her hair into two braids. Louis had opened the message but chose to leave it. Sliding her phone into the pocket on the side of her sweatpants. Leaving the house through her window and heading to Louis.
Finally getting to the familiar home, heading to the big tree on the side. Slowly climbing it, then ending up on the roof, walking past the few room before finding Louis's.
He was sat at his desk across the room, none of the lights on other than the computer in front of him. His eyes studying the screen, taking a look at him before Y/n taps on the window. He doesn't head the first few, she lets out a sigh of annoyance. Tapping harder, finally grabbing his attention.
His heads turn in the direction of the window, pulling the chair away from the desk then standing up. Unlocking and opening the window, the warm air from inside escaping.
Y/n puts in her legs then the rest of her body, once inside Louis closes the window slowly not to make to much noise. His eyes looks over at y/n as goes in for a hug.
Opening her arms and wrapping them around Louis's neck. Slightly taking him by surprise but then sliding his arms around her waist. He bends down slightly so she doesn't has to stand on the tip of her toes.
He goes to pull away but y/n keeps him close. Her breath heavy, almost scared of losing him. Worry fills his body, putting his arms back around her.
His large hands rubbing circle on her back. The silent is conferring for the two.
Minutes pass both of them just staying in the hug. Till Louis break it, "everything alright?" His hot breath running down her neck.
She nods her head 'yes', pulling from the hug. Louis's loosen around her waist, his hands falling onto the sides of her hips.
Their faces inches apart, Louis leans even closer. Placing his lips on hers, a soft kiss planted on her lips. "You sure" he says against her lips lowly.
"Ya" Y/ns hands make their way of to his neck, pulling him in again for a kiss.
Suddenly the starve for his touch had disappeared from her body, still leaving her lips on his. They slowly move together, fitting perfectly.
Louis guides her hips to the bed, not breaking the kiss. As they both lay on the bed, Louis hovers over her body. The kiss becoming even rougher.
Moment later they both away, out of breath. Louis rolls off of her, both of their chest rising up and down.
Louis's head turns over to hers, raising his hand. Y/n's head turns to him, as he placing his hand on her check. Then slowly tucking a stand of hair behind her ear.
They both star at each other for a moment. His brown eyes were memorizing to her. She smiles softly, adjusting their position. Moving closer, sliding her arms around his waist, he opens his arms for her to lay on his shoulder.
Both of them snuggling closing to each other. Before sleep starting to take the two away.
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