"LOUIS! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE MISTER!" you yelled to your Boyfriend Louis. Yes, the Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. You guys have been together for 7 months now. You got over the hate and stuff and lived happily with your boyfriend. "Make me YN" Louis yelled back as he ran around the house with your iPhone. You were relaxing in bed while texting people, when all of a sudden Louis grabbed your phone out of no where and started running away. You chased him all around the house, till you cornered him in the bathroom. "I.. got you... now... Louis.." you managed to say while catching your breath. Louis chuckled and lifted your phone, but not for you to get it, he raised it above the toilet. Your eyes widened and you quickly straightened yourself. "Louis William Tomlinson, if you even DARE drop my phone, I will go all bad ass (your nationality here) ass on you." you warned and Louis chuckled again. "Well you see YN, I'll give you your phone if you let me go." He smirked and tilted his head a bit. You were processing the idea for too long when all of a sudden Louis dropped your phone. You quickly bolted and caught it right before it went through the seat. You saw Louis run away again laughing. "Catch me if you can YN!" You sighed and ran after your boyfriend. Right before he got to the door, you tackled him down to the ground and pinned his hands above his head. "Got you" you smirked and leaned down so your lips her milimeters away from Louis'. You felt his minty breathe against your lips and a smile spread across his lips. "I can see that" he replied. You both looked into each others eyes, slowly the gap between you two was gone and you both enjoyed a long sweet, well, heavy makeout session. Soon, you were under Louis. His lips never parted with yours. "I'll always catch you Lou." you whispered while you played with the hem of his shirt. He smiled and kissed your nose. "And I'll always catch you love." He whispered back.
