Ashley's POV
"Liam! Over here!" I screamed. I've always had a soft spot for Liam. The One Direction concert had just ended and I was waiting to catch a glimpse of the sexy popstars as they left. I was screaming for Liam when someone grabbed me and ran straight to the vehicle One Direction was piling into. The doors to the van shut and I looked around to 4 sets of eyes staring at me. Louis for some reason wasn't. "Uhm... I was dragged here." I stated. "Louis! God damn it!" Niall yelled. Liam was on my right and Louis was on my left. Liam rubbed my shin. "Don't worry love. You'll just have to live with us for a while." I flinched at his hand on my shin. Razor burn. "OH SHE HAS RAZOR BURN!" Harry shouted. "ON HER LADY PARTS?!" Zayn chimed in. "Want me to make your burn feel better?" Louis said using his middle finger and his pointer finger as legs walking down my stomach. "If you touch me I willl slam my fist on your balls and your kids, if your still able to have some, will have physical defects." I threatened. His fingers immediately left my abdomin region. "So I'm living with THE One Direction?" I restated. "Yes.. You can wear the lady clothes we have. We have about 25 outfits and under garments... And some tampons." Niall said. I blulshed. "Thanks." I said. "So I hae a question about tampons..." Harry said. "Oh sweet lord." I said. I was scared to hear this. "Do tampons hurt?" he asked. "No." I said very quickly.
Before I knew it, we were at an extremely nice flat. "You'll be rooming with me." Louis winked. I was excited but yet scared. Louis dragged me up to his room and shut the door. "Are you a virgin?" he asked. What kind of question is that? "Uhm.... Yes" I said. That's embarassing. "Well you don't have to be if you don't want to be. I mean, thousands of girls would kill to be you right now. I just offered to take your virginity. And I'm Louis fucking Tomlinson." he said. I just stared at him. What? "Let's have sex." he said. "I-" I started to confess my soft spot for Liam when he said "Shh. Get in bed." I climbed in. "Strip." he said. I obeyed because I had never heard of this side of Louis and frankly, I was quite frightened by it. "What a body you have." he said in 'Wow.' I don't mean to brag but I had some pretty good jugs. I also had a belly button ring. The bra I was wearing was blue lace. It was embarassing. My panties matched it. He turned on his iPod to a slow song to "Love Me Like You Do" by Justin Bieber. I just lay there in Louis Tomlinson's bed without clothes on. I replayed that thought in my head about 10 times until I realized how lucky I was and how I should take an advantage of this situation.
He climbed on top of me in nothing but his boxers. He whispered to me but the music oveer powered it. I felt the top of my under wear being pulled down my thigh, over my knee, and past my ankles. I had a lump in my throat. Half of me watned to object but half of me wanted this to happen. "Be my girlfriend." he whispered. I didn't know this boy. I knew about him and all facts available on the internet but not him personally. "O-O-Okay." I studdered recieving a hard thrust of Louis' hips. he was inside of me. This wasn't what I expected. I felt tears coming down my face. THIS HURTS. I realized. "Stop. Please. Stop it." He rolled off of me and onto the bed next to me. He sat up on his forearms and wiped my tears. "I'm sorry...." He said trailing off as if waiting for something. Wait. I just agreed to be dating Louis Tomlinson, and he doesn't even know my name? "I'm Ashley." I said trying to stop crying. "I didn't mean to cry." I continued. "It's okay Ash. I didn't mean to uh, thrust into you uh, like that." he said. He dresses me by himself in his t-shirt and a fresh pair of 'bloomers' as my great grammy called them. On another note, after one night, I think I'm falling for Louis.
