you belong with me | Louis Partridge x Fem Reader

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"let me drive you home I think you had too much to drink" he comes and reaches out for my keys.

"fine only because I'm tired and I don't want to" I pass him over my keys.

Louis takes off his sweater and passes it to me.

"I'm fine I'm not that cold," I told him

"Please just take it your shivering" he pleads

"let's trade jackets" I take off my sweater and pass it to him.

We both put on the sweaters and his sweater fits bigger than mine.

"look how small it looks" he laughs

"you look great in it better than me" I giggle.

We both get in the car and Louis starts to drive.

"wait this isn't the way to our house" I turn to the street where we live.

"what do you want to eat," he says stopping at the stop sign

"chick fil a"

"Thanks for buying me food I was starving" I turned to Louis

He smiled as he turned to me.

We both stare at each other and our eyes matched.

I never knew that his brown eyes had a hint of reddish to them.

Then I leaned in.

The biggest mistake I had done.

Our lips met and he gripped his hands to my face and then I go on top of him sitting on his lap as he reached to grasp my waist.

He kisses my neck then back to my lips.

suddenly, he grabs my face, tilting it closer to his.

"God I've waited too long for this" And presses his lips into mine.

but then, he unexpectedly pulls away with a grin spread across his face,

"strawberry. that's exactly like you."

I laugh to myself,

pulling him back into a kiss

I get off of him and put both of my hands on my face.

"fuck Louis we should have never done this" I face-planted my head into the dashboard.

We just sat there in silence.

"we're both drunk, I'm sorry," Louis says taking the keys out of the ignition and leaving the keys in between us.

"Yeah we're both drunk" I lied.

To be fairly honest I wasn't that drunk at all.

"we will talk about this later," he says getting out of the car.

what the actual fuck did I do.

But I don't regret what I did.