the cabin || l.t✔

forty nine

April Rose
My eyes peel open, blinking a few times. The soft exhale of someone behind me makes me look at the hand on my stomach, seeing the 28 tattoo. I smile and snuggle back into the pillow.

I smile and roll over, placing his hand on my hip, I did it so he wouldn't wake up either. I now face his bare chest so I rest my head closer to him, my body now on the slide so I could face him.

His eyes and mouth were shut peacefully as he gently breathed in and out of his nose. I smile to myself, putting my hand on the side of his head, feeling the cold hoop in his ear.

I hold it in my fingertip, looking at it. I then play with the hair behind his ear, his eyes fluttering open. He smiles when he sees me, pulling me as close to him as I could.

He lays on an angle, both of his arms wrapping around me as my chest was on his, my arm going over his chest. I was pretty much laying on him except for my legs. (look at gif because my description of this is terrible)

He kisses my head. "Morning baby," he rasps.

I smile. "Hi," I close my eyes and nuzzle into him. A faint smell of his cologne fill my nose and it was a pleasant sent. "I need to take my pill and brush my teeth," I get in all fours and crawl my way out of bed.

He lays there, his eyes shut. I yawn and take my birth control pill and check the day, popping it. The small white pill sits in my hand and I toss it in my mouth, guzzling some water from the drink bottle. I tip my head back as I limp over to my bathroom, flicking the light on.

I see his eyes still closed and snuggled under the covers so I take my toothbrush, filling it with toothpaste and running it under water before bringing it to my mouth. I start brushing, looking at my appearance in the mirror.

I had dark circles under my eyes, some makeup that didn't come off smudged a little and my hair a mess. I see Louis now sat up, rubbing his eyes. His hair was a mess and his hands were running through it a few times.

God he's so hot.

I lean down and spit in the sink, continuing to brush. I see Louis shuffle his way in, wrapping his arms behind me and burying his head into my neck. He exhales through his nose, having his eyes closed. I use my free hand to rub his arm that was around my stomach. "Did you take your pill?" he refers to my birth control in a rasp.

I nod, humming. He nods and rests his temple on my shoulder, keeping his eyes closed. I then reach my free hand up and run my fingers through his hair, touching his scalp. He hums, nodding to get comfortable.

I finish brushing which makes him whine and pull away. I lean over to spit on the sink, rinsing my mouth out. I changed into the boxers last night I stole from him and his sweater he gave me while he wore the boxers from last night.

I tip some mouthwash in my mouth, handing it to him. He tips some in his mouth and swishes it around with me, his cheeks looking like a chipmunk. I breathe a laugh through my nose and spit. He leans down and spits too, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Now you can kiss me," I grin.

He cups my jaw and presses his lips to mine, keeping them there for a second before pulling away. I smile and hold his forearms. "Can we go back to bed?" he whines like a little kid.

I roll my eyes playfully and pull him. I fall on my bed, pulling him with me so he gets on all fours. "Guess who's 19 tomorrow?" he coos.

"How am I going to be older than you?" I arch a brow.

"My birthday is on christmas eve, that's near the end of the year," he says. "You're just an angel who was bought into this world earlier than I was,"

"My mom was only 23 when she had me," I say. "Summers two years older than me so she started at a young age, just like my beautiful mistake," I coo, grabbing his cheeks.

He rolls his eyes and smiles. He leans down to kiss me again, I quickly turn my head to the side so he kisses my cheek instead. "Hey," he whines. I turn my head back to him and he leans forward again but I put my mouth in the crook of my elbow. "April Emery Rose," he says with a tone.

"Louis William Tomlinson," I say in the same tone.
He grabs my hands and pins them above my head, his free hand holding my chin as he presses his lips to mine. Me being cheeky, I don't kiss him back.

"Stop being cheeky and kiss me," he mutters. I grin and pucker my lips. He dives his lips into mine, pressing them together. I hum a moan which makes him tighten his grip in my hands. "Do that again," he demanded, kissing me yet again.

I hum again which makes him pull away so our lips smack. "You're such a turn on," he groans.

"And I'm sore," I admit which only makes him smirk.

"Got it good?"

"I can't have sex tonight is what I mean," I murmur.

"I'm sorry," he bites his lip.

"It's okay, save it for my birthday and the day before we both go to school," he lets my hands free so I cup his jaw. "And let's just say, I'm not mad about being sore after good sex," I grin.

He snickers and lays next to me, putting his head on my chest, throwing his leg over mine and putting his arm under my boob. "I'd rail you harder I just wanted you to walk," he smirks.

"Of course you would," I snicker. "My inner thighs hurt the most,"

"Like I said, I'm sorry," he generally looks sorry.

"No no, don't be, it means I was pleasured," I smile.

"I never last long with you," he realises.

"Same," I nod. He smiles and leans down to kiss me again. We do parted lip kisses, our lips smacking before his tongue swipes on my bottom lip. I grasp his hair and hear the sounds of our tongues dancing and lips smacking.

"Apr-" I hear Summer. We pull away and look at Summer. "Sorry, I didn't think to knock," she murmured.

Louis gets off me and covers himself with the sheets, while I sit there. "What's up?" I ask.

"Mom wants to know if Louis' here for breakfast,"

"If he's in my bed, he's staying," I state.

"Okay..." she nods, closing the door.

I sigh, looking at Louis. "You're earring is so cute," I crawl over to him. "I don't have anything to bite now,"

"I'm not getting the other one done so yes you will," he smirks.

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