Loving Lars

32. Loving The Kiss

*picture above is the layout of the lake house*

Everybody woke up late with hangovers except Lars and Knox because they are insane. Apparently they had worked out and everything.

I tried freshening up by having a shower and doing my skin care, but nothing was helping my headache.

I was never letting Axel make my drinks again.

I think he forgets that I'm half the size of him, so my tolerance is far smaller than his. At least he had the decency to bring me water and a pain killer.

Most of the day was spent lounging around and watching low budget movies.

Sadly, this meant that I hardly saw Lars because he was outside soaking up the sun.

I missed his voice and taunting remarks and it's only been a few hours.

What's wrong with me.

"Okay, ladies." Cooper clapped his hands, making my head spin. "We're going out to eat tonight. We cannot waste a whole day." He jokingly scolded.

I groaned, "but I'm comfy here."

I snuggled further into the couch.

Axel came out of nowhere and flashed me an evil smile before grabbing my ankles and yanking me off the couch.

"Ow." I rubbed the sore spot on my bum.

"Sorry sweetheart."

I mockingly glared at him and made my way upstairs.

I was grateful that Anna had forced me to bring a nice dress because without her I wouldn't have.

It was simple, plain black with cut outs at the side. Very different from my usual floral dresses.

Anna and Harley both wore similar silk dresses, looking beautiful as per usual.

I was excited to see Lars, especially in smart clothes.

As soon as I stepped out of my room he stepped out of his and wow.

His white shirt was straining around the muscles in his arms, his tattooed hands hidden in the pockets of his black trousers. He left the top buttons undone with his dark tattoos visible through the sheer material. He had put all his piercings back in that were missing from the previous day.

He looked incredible.

I moved closer to him as he seemed stuck in place, staring at me.

"You clean up nice." I teased, tugging at his shirt collar, causing him to break out of his trance.

His warm hands grabbed a hold of my waist, rubbing up and down the length of my dress.

"You look beautiful." He said in awe, making me blush.

I brought my hands up to cover my face, turning away from his stare.

He took my hands away gently, his eyes scanning my face with an unreadable expression on his face.

Uncomfortable with him noticing all my flaws, I reached for his hand, pulling him in the direction of the stairs.

"Come on, they're probably waiting for us." I called over my shoulder, hearing him chuckle behind me, he knows exactly why I moved away from him.

He knows me too well, it's scary.

I've never had someone so in tune with me, let alone being attractive as he his.

And he calls me beautiful!

I think I may love him.

Wait, no, that's ridiculous.