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i guess i'm in love / l.p.

grateful.

for lack of a better word, you were grateful. 

you weren't paying attention to the random flashes of light in your peripheral that came from whatever god-awful movie was playing on the tv a few feet away, even though you were the one that picked it out. 

the loud, almost ground shaking claps of thunder that echoed outdoors did little to bother you, despite the fact that they would've had you squishing a pillow over your ears under any other circumstance. 

instead, you were focused on him.

the way the lights from the tv danced across his dark irises as he stared at it wide eyed, engrossed in the film. 

the way that his fingers danced across your lower spine, playing with the hem of your shirt as you sunk deeper into his embrace.

the way that he held you close to him, your figure finding a perfect fit in his own. 

the way he pulled the blanket up just a little bit higher with his free hand, whenever he felt the slightest shiver emit from your body. 

the way he would quickly glance over to make sure you were comfortable and shoot you a lazy smile that met his eyes, every. single. time.

you didn't know what love was. hell, nobody ever really does.

there isn't normally some kind of 'a-ha' or 'eureka' moment when you meet someone, the same way people don't come with red flags.

if anything, it's an 'oh no' moment. 

it's when you're talking about your person to your friends, and only when you look up to see them looking back at you with a shit-eating grin do you realize.

it's when you hear a song come on the radio and instead of it going in ear and out the other, you associate it with a smile, a laugh, or a memory. 

it's when you're sitting at your desk at school and your mind wanders off to the idea of them and you just can't help but smile. 

atleast, that's what they say in movies, books, and songs. 

you weren't sure if this was love, especially since adults love gatekeeping the feeling of love, telling young people that love has an age restriction like a bouncer at a nightclub. 

and maybe they have a point. 

like alcohol, he was dangerous. he made you feel on top of the world, without fear. he was something you knew you could easily become addicted to.

from the way his messy brown hair rested a little over his eyes, to the faint dimples in his cheeks that popped up to say 'hello' every time he pulled away from a kiss. 

he made you forget about past heartbreak and temporary lovers. you felt appreciated, like he was exploiting every single love language as currency to pay the price of keeping the smile on your face for a little bit longer. 

sure, you weren't really sure what love felt like. but you know what they say, 'life imitates art.' all those movies, books, and songs gave you a rough idea of what it might be like.

and louis sure as hell felt like it. 

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a/n: here's some random little drabble that i came up with when this song came on while i was driving home lol

ya girl finally turned 17 last week, the same day that 'I GUESS I'M IN LOVE' by clinton kane dropped. i promise i'm trying to stay active but senior year is getting crazy :/

thank you so much for 23k!!! i find it so insane that people actually like to read about the fake scenarios i come up with in my head hehe

much love. - lis <3