The Girl With Lips Of An Angel

I Love You, Too

Kaitlyn

"Zayn!" I squeal in joy as I run down the halls of his flat looking for him. He soon pops out from around the corner making me bump into his shoulder with a thud and murmuring out a small 'ow'.

"Sorry," He says with a slight chuckle, "Why're you running through my flat like a crazy person?"

"I need to know Louis' address," I say quickly and he raises his eyebrows, "Like now," I add on and he nods. He rattles off the address from memory and I lean in and give him a kiss on the cheek.

I quickly dash into the kitchen and grab my keys and phone off the breakfast bar and run out the door and start my sleek black car. I drive for twenty minutes into the heart of London and look for Louis' street, then his flat. After fifteen minutes I find it and turn my engine off and walk up to his door. I take a deep breath before knocking slightly. I wait for a moment and there is no answer, so I knock louder this time and wait. Still no answer after a few minutes.

 I start to feel like an idiot and walk away when I hear a door open, only it's not the one behind me. I look around and see a familiar head of curly hair poking out of the next door flat. I smile at him and they smile back.

"What are you doing here, Kaitlyn?" Harry asks and I shrug.

"I came to talk to Louis but I don't think he's home."

"Oh, he is. You just have to be forceful. He doesn't like answering his door unless he knows who it is. He'll know who you are once you use your voice," He tells me with a smile then goes back inside his flat.

"Louis fucking Tomlinson, you answer this door right now!" I yell and hear Harry's laugh coming from behind his door. His head pokes out of his front window and he gives me two thumbs up.

Soon enough, the door in front of me opens and the boy who has captured my heart stares back at me with wide eyes.

"Kaitlyn, what... uh...how did you..." He stammers and I smile.

"Zayn gave me your address. Hope you don't mind," I say and he shakes his head quickly.

"Um, n-no, that's okay. Would you... uh... like t come inside?" He asks, scratching the back of his neck. I nod with a small chuckle and he opens the door wider.

I walk in and look around slightly. It's a very manly bachelor pad from what I can see, but there are also a few feminine touches. I'm not sure if that would be from him, his mother or Eleanor.

He directs me to the kitchen and gestures for me to take a seat at the kitchen table.

"Tea?" He asks me and I nod slightly. He quickly wanders off to the kettle and busies himself by brewing two mugs with tea in them. 

He brings the finished cups of tea over to the table and hesitantly sets one in front of me. We sit in silence for few moments and sip on our tea, waiting for the other to start talking.

 "So, why did you come around?" Louis asks quietly after a little while.

"Well, I had something to tell you. But now I think I'm too nervous to even get it out..." I murmur and the corners of his lips turn up slightly.

"I would ever have imagined you to be nervous around someone, Kaitlyn," He says fondly I smile slightly.

I'm only nervous because I'm talking to you, the boy who I love.

"Yes, well, sometimes you need to expect the unexpected, Tomlinson."

"Touché, Riley."

We sit there for another moment. Neither of us saying anything, just being content with the silence or feeling too awkward to say something. I vote for the latter.

 "You know what? Screw it. Louis, I love you, okay!" I say loud and proud, and rather quickly too.

He kind of just stares blankly at me for a minute. He doesn't move, he doesn't say anything, he just sits there.

Finally, he says disbelievingly, "I beg your pardon?"

"You hear me. I love you Louis," I say and he frowns.

"You know, this is a really sick joke, Kaitlyn," He almost shouts.

"I'm not joking though, Louis," I murmur and he sighs heavily.

"Right, so I'm just supposed to believe that after all the shit you've put me through you've finally decided that you love me?" He's quite cranky now, and he has a right to be. After all, what he's saying is true.

"Louis, I promise you, with everything that I have, that I do love you!" I say sternly.  

"Yeah okay," He scoffs.

He's probably thinking at this moment, who does this girl think she is coming into my home, making a mockery out of me and then believing her own lie? It doesn't matter how much I care about this girl right now, she is seriously delusional.

Before I can read into it any further, I get up out of my seat, the legs scraping against the floor loudly, and stomp around the table and right in front of him. He looks a little shocked at first, but before I can see any more of his facial expressions, I slam my lips against his.

He's taken aback at first, I can tell. But before too long he relaxes, wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to sit down on his lap as his lips move in sync with mine. My arms move to wrap around his neck and pull him as close to me as possible. Sparks ignite inside my body and I feel warm tingles all through my body. I adjust myself slightly on Louis' lap and he moans slightly. I chuckle softly against his lips and move to his neck, kissing and sucking all the way to his collar bone to his 'It is what it is' tattoo. He moans more loudly and grinds his crotch into me for some friction. I trail my lips back up to his and suck on his bottom lip before taking it between my teeth and biting down softly.

I let go of his lip, pull back and look at him. His eyes are bloodshot, pupil's dilated, swollen lips and a cocky smirk on his face.

"Believe me now?" I ask and he chuckles.

"I don't know," He draws out.

"Oh really?" I ask with a giggle and he nods.

I lean down, kiss his lips lightly and say, "I love you, Louis."

He closes his eyes and sighs softly, "Say it again."

I move my lips to his right ear and whisper, "I love you."

He pulls his head back slightly and smiles softly, "Really?"

"Truly," I nod.

"I love you, too, Kaitlyn."