Good Boy

Chapter 28

Charlie's POV

All I can do is stand here and stare at the door. I promised myself that I would stay away from him. It won't be easy if he keeps doing that.

I grab my shirt that I just dropped on the floor and throw it over my head. There is still a huge mouthwash stain on it but that shouldn't be a big deal to anybody considering how messy these boys can be.

After I put on my shirt, I walk out of the bathroom and into the livingroom. Harry is arm wrestling with Niall, Zayn is eating a bowl of cereal in the kitchen, Liam is flipping through channels on the TV, and Louis is just staring at his phone, not even acknowledging me.

"Charlotte? You okay?" Niall asks me and I nod awkwardly.

"Her name is Charlie." Louis corrects him without looking up from his phone and the room gets silent.

"What?" Louis looks up.

Everyone looks away and continue with what they were doing. I wish I was a guy right now, so I can just join one of them instead of standing here.

"Charlie," Louis whispers. I walk toward him casually and he directs me to sit beside him. We are kind of in a corner so no one really notices us.

"Yeah?" I ask.

"Was that a bad kiss?" Louis asks me. It sounds like he is actually kind of nervous?

"No.." I awkwardly respond.

Louis smiles a satisfying smile and then leans in toward me. Not again. At least not with everybody around.

"I could do better, just so you know," he whispers and I realize that him whispering with his voice all low is probably the sexiest thing I've ever heard.

"No way," I tease him.

"Is that a challenge?" He smiles into my neck and I look around to make sure none of the boys are paying attention to us. Thankfully, they aren't.

"M-maybe," I hiccup and he lightly laughs at my reaction to him just breathing near my neck.

"Challenge accepted."

Louis grabs my wrist and runs me down the hall to his room I'm guessing. I'm sure at least one of the boys noticed us but that is the last thing on my mind right now.

Once Louis' door is closed behind him, he grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him until we are barely seperated and I am now backed into a wall.

Instead of kissing me, Louis stares at me. Right into my eyes with his before his eyes travel to my lips and then back at my eyes and he seems to be deep in thought.

"Why do you let me do this, Charlie?" Louis asks quietly, not moving or breaking eye contact.

"Do what?" I ask.

"Have you in my possession anytime I want. I'm a fucking asshole and you still let me be around you. You always come back to me." He slowly rubs his outer hand down my sides.

"Oh.." I begin to slide from his grip because he's making me feel like a slut but he grips me tighter and pulls me closer.

"Don't go, I haven't attempted my challenge yet," he smirks and I'm automatically putty in his hands again.

"May I?" He speaks against my lips and I answer him by pressing my lips to his. I feel like his lips are my drug and I'm dangerously addicted.

"So fucking hot," he says into the kiss which causes me to want more so I attempt at pulling myself closer to him.

"Louis.."

"I'm not stopping this time, Charlie."

"Don't. I want more."

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