Chapter 39

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Jess' P.O.V

Mom? Dad?

"Jessica honey, we haven't seen you in ages! Where on God's green earth have you been?" My mother stood, flabbergasted.

Before I could even get a word out, my parents looked down to my hands, intertwined with Louis'. A scowl immediately replaced my father's surprised expression.

"June, it looks like our daughter has turned into a slut," he shook his head in disappointment.

I gasped. Never would I have thought I would hear those words come out of my own father's mouth. I covered my mouth in fear that I would be sick right there. Tears blurred my vision as I swayed a little. Louis gripped my side and rubbed my back with the other.

"How dare you talk about your own daughter like that! Jess is the complete opposite!" Louis defended.

"And how would you know?" My mother asked.

"I'm her boyfriend," he smirked.

I watched in horror as my father came barreling at Louis. It seemed like it all happened in slow motion, my father running, Louis yelling and me...I jumped in front of Louis. Before my dad even realized what happened his hand collided with my face, earning a satisfying smack against my delicate cheek. I was stunned. I stood there mouth agape with a hand over my cheek.

"Jess-" my father started.

I turned and ran away. Where, I don't know. I just needed to escape. Somewhere were I wouldn't get hurt. No family. I had no friends left. I could start all over. With Louis.

I aproached a corner and stopped there, hearing Louis' footsteps slow as he neared me. He opened his arms and I stepped into them, laying my opposite cheek on his chest. I breathed in his scent hoping it would calm me but it only made the butterflies already in my stomach from his presence worsen. I sighed as he raked his fingers through my long hair. It probably needed cut.

"I just want to get away," I started. "From all of...this."

"Then let's fly to London."

London? That's a completely different country! We wouldn't find the money to buy a flat or even travel there. On the plus side it was far far away from Utah. My family could never find us there.

"But how?" I asked him.

"Before my dad left the property he stashed a load of cash in a safe under his bed. He used it to buy drugs and also got it from drugs he made, it was a trade system. I bet that'll be enough to get us there."

"Are you sure about this?"

"I'm sure Jess. Why don't you go to the library and buy two plane tickets online and I'll go to the house and start packing?"

"Sounds good, see you in a bit then," I gave him a slight smile and bid him goodbye before heading across the street to the library.

"Hello, can I help you with anything?" A small lady behind a bookshelf asked.

"Oh no, I'm just here to use the computers."

"Alright dear," she smiled and resumed stocking the shelves.

I got online and searched the tickets. Our total was more than $1,500 to fly to London. I still had doubts on how we were going to pull this off. But I trusted Louis, and if he said we'd get there, we were going to get there.

I purchased two tickets, entering the necessary information and clicking the box that said "billing". Printing out the receipt and tickets I was on my way back to the dingy house we would no longer call home.

Louis' P.O.V

I was estatic to go to London. Just Jess and I living together. There would no longer be the fear of being caught by her parents or being under a search warrant. We could actually start our lives anew.

The door opened just as I placed the two cases on the floor. Jess beamed at me as she waved the tickets in the air.

"When do we leave?" I asked.

"Tomorrow actually," she replied looking around. "Are you going to miss this place?"

I snorted. "Not at all."

"Me neither," she giggled.

We spent the night on the couch fantasizing about London and what kind of house we would have. Jess imagined a flat whereas I imagined a cozy cottage. She couldn't wait to try tea and meet different people. I couldn't wait to be alone with her, for a while.

"Well, looks like you're stuck with me now," I joked regarding moving in together.

"Aw boo," she smiled. "There's no one I'd rather be stuck with."

"Good," I said kissing her forehead.

We went upstairs and got ready for bed. I brushed my teeth while Jess jumped on the bed waiting her turn very impaciently as it seemed. When I finally came out she slowed her bounces.

"Louis will you catch me if I jump into your arms?" She beamed.

"Always babe," I laughed.

"Okay ready?" She cackled. "This is like some crazy trust exercise!"

"Ready."

She jumped and I grabbed her by the hips, slinging her over my shoulder, laughing as I carried her around. When I wasn't expecting it she reached down and squeezed my butt. She let out a squeal of delight when I slapped her butt in return.

"You have a killer ass for a dude," she remarked as she was set down.

"Okay, someone is clearly sleep deprived."

"Nuh I'm seris" she said sticking her toothbrush in her mouth. "It's hugh!"

"Well I'm glad you have a fascination in my butt," I smirked at her in the mirror.

"It's sexier than your face," she turned with a devious smile.

"Oh, you're going to regret saying that," I challenged and picked her up again, throwing her softly on the bed.

I tickled her feet until she cried uncle, making my way up her body until I was laying face to face with her.

"But you do think I'm sexy right?" I was curious.

"Oh yeah, of course," she reassured me by leaning in and kissing me goodnight.

When she pulled away I grabbed her face and pulled her back, nudging my tongue in her mouth. She hummed and nipped and my lips until our hunger for each other died down.

I hoped that Jess wouldn't notice the bulge in my pants. I couldn't control my desire for her for much longer.

"Hm well it looks like your little friend thinks I'm sexy too," Jess snickered and rolled over.

Shit.

I groaned and turned over so we were back to back and grunted a good night to which she replied the same thing too sweetly. This girl was going to be the death of me.

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Guys I feel so bad I'm literally getting baptized tomorrow but I'm staying up past midnight to read gay smut and write this stuff omg I guess I really do need to be cleansed >_

Byeee

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