I Hate You ~ Louis Tomlinson

GATORADE

Today the boys have dance rehearsals which Natalie has the distinct pleasure of watching. She has her laptop with her to attend to emails and she answers phone calls when needed, but for the most part, it's been a slow day.

Louis is making it entertaining for her though. He keeps making silly faces at her or purposely messing up to try to get her to laugh. 

He's working on this hip movement which she thinks he's intending to look sexy but she thinks it looks like he's doing a bad version of the macarena. She doesn't want to kill his dreams though.

She takes a break from watching them to go and get the boys some drinks. There's a gas station a few minutes walk from their work so she decides to go and get Gatorades for everyone. Maybe some snacks.

A security guard goes with her. If it seemed like Louis was protective of her before they got together, he's at least 10 times more protective now. She doesn't mind it though, gives her peace of mind.

About 15 minutes later she comes back in to find Harry and Niall laying on the floor. Niall has his head on Harry's back and Harry is doing his best to push him off.

"Niall, get off of me," Harry grunts.

"Yeah, make me," Niall says back tiredly.

"I can't. I'm too tired." Harry whines.

"Well cuddle buddies it is then." Niall replies.

Liam and Zayn are sitting down on some chairs in the corner, playing on their phones and Louis is sitting with his legs hanging over the end of the stage and staring at the tiles. He looks up when he hears her come in and he smiles up at her.

She hold her arm up, wagging the bag back and forth and smiling brightly at him.

"And what do we have here?" Louis asks happily.

"Got you boys some drinks," she says walking up to him and standing in between his legs. She drops the bag down next to him on the stage. "Some snacks too if you're hungry."

"Thank you love."

She crosses her arms around the back of his neck, moving closer to him.

"'M all sweaty," Louis mumbles trying to pull back from her a little.

She shrugs, "I don't mind."

He gives her an adorable smile and leans in to kiss her. She pulls her head back and wraps her arms tighter around his neck to hug him.

"Boys, I got you some Gatorades," she calls and the rest of them all come running over.

Niall puts his hand on her head and messes up her hair, shoving her a little. "Thanks Nat."

The rest of the boys all mutter some thank yous.  

She reaches in to the bag to grab Louis' for him. "Here you go baby."

Louis takes it in one hand and the other grips onto her shirt, pulling her back to him. He takes a big gulp and then looks toward the now empty bag.

"You didn't get yourself one?"

"Oh," she shrugs. She didn't really even think of getting herself one, she's not working out. "That's okay, I'm not really thirsty."

"You can share mine," he offers pushing it into her hands.

"I'm okay," she mutters happily pushing it back to him.

He eyes her and keeps it pushed toward her.

"You sure you don't mind sharing?" She asks, knowing he's not going to mind, but wanting to be sure it's okay first.

"You literally swap spit with the man every day. I think you can share a drink," Zayn yells at them.

And although she blushes, she shrugs. "Fair enough," she mutters and takes a drink.

Louis giggles at that and pulls her close to him again, fisting his hands in her shirt. She puts the bottle down and kisses him a bit harder than what may be typically socially acceptable in her mind.

Since she's pretty new to this, she isn't the biggest fan of PDA. She's fine with hand holding and cuddling, stuff like that, but kissing in front of everyone can be a lot of her.

Louis although, laps it up. He preens when he can hear Niall whoop at them and Zayn start complaining teasingly. He becomes completely consumed in the way her body melts into his. He tries to slip his tongue in past her lips, the boys forgotten in his mind, but not in hers.

She pulls back, her face as red as a tomato. He giggles at how shy she's gotten. She puts her hands over both her cheeks and sticks her head into Louis' neck.

"Okay boys, show's over," Louis says loudly and she removes her hands from her face and swats gently at his back.

"Stop it Lou!" She shrieks.

He lets out a loud laugh, throwing his head back, but making sure to hold her close still. He rocks her back and forth in his arms, kissing her head.

"Come back to me love," he says into her hair.

She moves back to look at him and he presses his nose against hers. She puts a hand on the back of his neck and tangles her fingers in his hair.

"So cuddly today," she mumbles, thinking out loud.

"Mm, didn't sleep well last night," he says and cuddles into her.

She just happily holds him until he moves to look at her with puppy dog eyes.

"Lovely?" Louis sing songs.

"Hm?" She mumbles, quirking her head to the side.

"My lovely, lovely Natalie."

"What Louis?" She deadpans. "What do you want?" She asks throwing her head back dramatically and groaning.

"Can you go get me my phone please?" He asks sweetly.

"Oh sure," she chirps.

He squeezes her hips one last time and she breaks away from him. She gets his phone from her bag. He's decided that it's better if she just keeps it for him when he's busy since she's less likely to lose it. She doesn't mind.

She picks up his phone and glances at it out of habit when the screen lights up. She sees that he changed his background to a picture of her. One she didn't even know he took.

In the picture she's smiling up on at the sun on the day he asked her to play soccer with him outside.

"You, you, you," she gushes, not forming a full sentence.

"What love? Are you alright?"

"Your phone." She gushes and she's sure she could explode from how cute he is.

"Oh yeah, do you like it?" He asks cheekily.

"Like it?" She asks her eyes almost welling up with small tears. Between his cuteness and cuddliness and kindness, she can hardly stand it.

When he gets up and starts to say something, she all but attacks him. She jumps into his arms and thankfully he's able to catch her without toppling over.

She takes his face in her hands and kisses all over it.

"Thank you," she breathes out.

"For what?" He asks, his head tilting to the side.

She smiles at him, "For letting me be yours."