Ashley's POV
I woke up expecting to be surrounded my by One Direction posters hoping that last night was all a big dream. It wasn't a dream and it wasn't morning. I sat up. Louis was awake. "Go back to sleep Ash." "No Louis. I want to go home." "You can't. Not for a little while. If you don't go back to sleep I will make you." He winked at me. I had just saw Identity Thief and I remembered what the fat lady said. I attempted to quote her. "Hands off the bermuda triangle." I said tracing the triangle of 'off limit areas.' He pounced on top of me and ripped my clothes off. I think I wanted him to do this. Before I knew it Louis was inside me. Every few seconds I got a roll of Louis' hips. I let out a moan. He laughed. "You like that?" he said. I couldn't even talk. I nodded my head. He did it again. Oh, what is happening? His lips reached down to meet mine. This, I couldn't deny this. I wrapped one hand around his neck and wrapped my fingers around his bicep. My hand on his bicep trailed up to his cheek. I felt him smile. I opened my eyes to find him staring at 2 pieces of the 'bermuda triangle.' I pulled away. "Eyes up here." I said grinning. He looked up and started kissing me again. I know we just met at the end of his concert 4 hours ago, but it felt like Louis and I had shared this moment many other times before. I recieved a hard thrust. I let out a moan. "It feels like we've shared this moment thousands of times before, Ash." he whispered before rolling his hips again. "I was just thinking that." I whispered back. He rolled off of me. "Ashley?" "Yeah babe?" I said. "Oh shit. I meant yes Lou?" I corrected myself. He laughed. "It's okay Ashie. I was going to ask you, would you like to stay here with me?" "I don't really have a choice Louis.." "I meant after we let you go? Would you like to live with me?" I was in complete shock. This is all moving too fast. I just met this man. 45 minutes after we met we were boyfriend and girlfriend and now four hours after we met he wants me to perminately live with him?
I'm 17. I live on my own. I'm 3 years younger than Louis. I'm fucking dating Louis.
I'm going to move in with him.
"I'd love to, actually. You see, I live on my own because both of my parents abandoned me last year. Nobody would miss me. I'd love to." I said. He smiled. Ear to ear. "Okay so it's settled. You're Ashley Tomlinson." "What?!" I stammered. "I meant you're moving in with me...." he corrected. We fell asleep like newly weds would. I think I'm falling for Louis.
