My teacher. | l.s. [Rewrite]

Barcelona

"Do you have everything?" My mum asked me as I looked up from my suitcase.

"Yes, Mum. I'm not away for six months. It's only for a week." I complained. "And besides that there will also be shops where I can buy things in case I forget something."

"But you don't have to do that if you look through your things again. I made the checklist for a reason, Sir." She said sternly as she put her hands on her hips and looked at me with raised eyebrows. I groaned again but knelt down anyway.

"Hey. What's up?" Louis appeared in the doorway and leaned against the doorframe smiling. I just grunted when my mum turned to him with a warm smile and hugged him.

"We're almost done." She replied as she let go of him.

"I'm almost done. You're just standing here nagging." I huffed as I tore the stupid list off my bed and looked over it. Louis walked over to me and glanced at the list before looking at me amused.

"Don't even say anything." I glared at him and pushed him away by the legs.

"Lou, did you pack everything yet?" My mum asked him.

"Yes. All done." Louis smiled.

"Here, take your boyfriend as an example." My mum nodded to Louis, but I looked at her evilly.

"Get out!" I shouted and grumpily threw a towel at her. She chuckled, but left us alone anyway.

"So, do we need to talk about certain things before we leave?" Louis arched an eyebrow as he sat down on my chair. I looked at him confused.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, you were already jealous last week when I told you I was going to the pub. I just wanted to check if you'll be okay with me coming on the trip without freaking out." Louis chuckled, but I simply looked at him grimly.

"Really?" I rolled my eyes.

"I mean, you know we'll be at the beach and you know... the girls will be in swimsuits and so will we...you know what I mean." He continued amused.

"Do you want me to freak out right now or do you want to wait until we're actually at the beach?" I challenged him with a raised eyebrow.

"I just wanted to warn you in case you didn't think so far." Louis laughed.

"You're an ass, you know that?" I huffed as I closed the suitcase. He laughed even more. "What worries me most is how I should survive without touching you for a week while I see you all the time wearing nothing but swimming trunks?" I exclaimed in horror.

"Yes, I already thought of that too, but we'll find a way. It went pretty well last time, don't you think?" Louis smiled as he referred to the Paris trip.

"I really hope so." I mumbled as I stood up and walked over to him. He opened his legs and I stood between them as I threw my arms around his neck. He lifted his head and I placed a kiss on his lips.

"I can't stay away from you for a week." I pouted.

"Same, baby. We'll manage, okay?" He asked gently as he brushed a strand of hair out of my face smiling.

"Yes." I exhaled.

A little later Louis went home to get ready and so did I. My mum drove me to the airport and on our way we picked up Niall and Liam.

"Alright, boys. No funny business and behave yourselves, okay? And especially you, Harry and Liam. Do whatever you want, but don't get caught." My mum said sternly but with a smile on her lips as she was driving in the parking lot of the departure section.