Jammed (Louis Tomlinson au)

Chapter 11

I was woken up by a true she-devil the next morning. Of course, I thought it was the devil Louis Tomlinson himself at first, but that was proven wrong when I realized this person was actually knocking and not screaming incessantly in the hotel hallway, as which he had done in the past one time too many. Still, getting woken up at the crack of dawn was better than dealing with Louis, especially after last night.

It wasn't like I had gotten any sleep though. I spent about an hour brushing my teeth and attempting to rid my mouth of his taste. But every time I managed to do that I just remembered what it felt like and I had to clean up all over again. It really was an endless cycle, but at least I could blame the lack of sleep on my great hygiene if anyone asked.

So, I opened the door after making sure I had pajamas on because I definitely didn't want to repeat that morning again. Marlee, my dear friend stood outside holding what appeared to be dress bags in both her hands with a wide grin on her face. I couldn't tell if it was work related or wedding related, but her excitement worried me. I really wasn't in the mood to do any work today, and wedding planning would probably be even worse. I just wanted to lay in bed, eat pizza, and watch James Bond movies all day. Damn best friends. Or bosses. Whatever the hell Marlee was today.

"Why in God's name are you here in London at my hotel room at six in the morning? Shouldn't you be somewhere with Niall? I mean for once you two are in the same city, don't you want to fu-" I started but Marlee shoved one of the dress bags in my face, filling my mouth with plastic as she pushed me back into the room and shut the door behind her. I pushed the plastic bag away and huffed, setting my hands on my hips in frustration. I felt like a mother dealing with a stubborn child, which was sort of opposite for the roles that Marlee and I usually played. But, I waited for her reasoning behind coming here as I worked on actually waking up, still.

"Sorry but we've got a job for you today. Tonight is the Charity Party where Sasha is supposed to meet with the accomplice she was communicating with. It's a fairly big operation, and since Mallory doesn't know that you're helping, I figured I could come and at least try to help. I need to debrief you on the new information anyway, and you need to get ready." Marlee explained as she sat on the foot of the king size bed that was still calling my name. I was half listening to Marlee as she talked, and half still thinking about Louis. Come to think of it , it was probably getting time for me to brush my teeth again anyway.

The fact that he was so stuck on my mind disgusted me. I couldn't stop thinking about him; at times I was angry and at others I was just confused. It definitely wasn't an out of character thing for Louis, I knew that since the moment I met him. But he had asked if I would just have a simple drink with him, I thought that perhaps we were just getting to be friends.

And it really sucked because I had just begun to trust him. It had taken me so long to make up my mind about taking Louis off the suspect list. I did hours of research on him and everyone he was connected to, especially Sasha, and it was really sad how many nights I had stayed awake to think about him. Louis kissing me hadn't changed the fact that I was trusting him more, it just made it harder to accept. I'd only let people into my life that I entirely respected and enjoyed having around, to an extent at least. Louis was barely any of the above, making things quite complicated. It wasn't just that we were working together, but I actually cared for him.

I'll admit that I was over the top angry last night. But, it was so unexpected that I felt I had a right to, plus it was my room so I had even more rights to kick him out. However, I would never do anything to actually hurt Louis. It was strange to believe since my job involved a lot of pain, but I really hated hurting people. And I certainly didn't want anything to happen to Louis; if he ended up dead at the end of all this I don't know what I'd do. I didn't like bringing him into the investigation, and now that he was being involved in the stakeouts and actual operation, every little thing was getting on my nerves.