Safe [punk l.t.]

Chapter 43

Louis' P.O.V

"Because I love you."

She loves me? Even after all the pain I've put her through?

"You love me?" I ask her, my heart melting a little.

"I love you Louis," she held her ground earnestly.

"Well that's good because I love you too."

In a few quick strides I had made my wave over to her, slinging her up to my waist where she wrapped her legs around me. She giggled as I crashed my lips to hers, silencing her. The kiss was cliche, in the freezing rain, with our frantic bodies clinging to each other. I kissed her with fervor, my tongue meeting hers as I cupped her face.

"God I love you," I whispered against her lips. "And I've been meaning to tell you for a really fu.cking long time."

That earned me another chuckle from Jess and kisses all over my face. I set her down when we were out of breath but almost as soon as I had put her down she was on her tiptoes pulling me in for another kiss. She smiled widely at me and I swear no other smile had rocked my world like hers had.

"Well hm," someone cleared their throat behind us. Detaching my eyes from Jess I looked to see Harry standing awkwardly outside the pub. "If you guys are done snogging and all, we should probably go back to the flat before one of you catches a cold."

I walked hand in hand with Jess as we climbed in the back of the Audi, Harry groaning at what we would probably be doing in the back.

"I'm not going to say anything this time," Harry huffed.

"Oi, you're killing the moment, lad," I joked and brought Jess in for a peck.

Our clothes were completely soaked and I noticed as Jess shivered. I pulled her into my arms to try to radiate some heat but I was equally as cold. As if hearing our teeth practically chattering, Harry turned on the heat to a blast furnace - like temperature.

Arriving at the flat, Harry let us get out so he could park in the garage. We wondered down the halls until we found his.

"Brr," Jess sighed and retreated to our guest room.

I looked through my luggage for a change of clothes for a warm shower I planned on taking as Jess started peeling off clothes. Interested, I peeked up and watched as she took off her pants. Lavender lace panties covered her bum and a long tshirt was all that left my thoughts from going completely insane.

"Don't look, Louis," she teased me, turning around and sticking her tongue out at me.

"How could I not?" I growled, striding over to her. "You're the sexiest little thing I've ever seen."

Clearly my words affected her as she shoved my chest lovingly, cheeks turning bright red. She shook her head as I held up my hands.

"Hey, if I can say I love you, I can tell you how sexy you are," I admitted.

I heard the front door open and close, signaling Harry's arrival. I quickly closed the door to our room flashing Jess a warning look.

"You better put some clothes on missy before Harry sees you," I pointed a finger at her.

She laughed, sensing my jealousy.

"Well, I bet I'll look real sexy if I put on a potato sack and wear that around the house," she joked with me, grinning.

"Oh baby," I faked a moan and she clutched her stomach as loud giggles escaped her.

"Ay!" Harry boomed from the hallway. "You guys better not be doing what I think you're doing!"

Shaking my head, I grabbed my clothes and a towel, giving Jess a kiss on the head since she was stil bent over in a fit.

"'M taking a shower, be back soon babe," I grinned into her hair where my lips were still and walked across the hall to the bathroom.

Harry shot me the stink eye while I just gave him a wink. I entered the bathroom peeling the clingy wet clothing off my body and stepping into the hot shower. I washed up then wrapped my towel around my waist looking for my change of clothes.

Jess.

That little weasel took my clothes. I smirked at the opportunity to surprise her by only sporting a towel when I walked into our room. With that, I walked out into the hall, smelling Harry baking and strode into our room. Jess was in a robe on the bed, hair wet so she must of showered in Harry's bathroom. She looked up as I entered and her eyes bulged the slightest bit.

"Jess," I scolded her. "Did you take my clothes?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about Louis," she composed herself.

"I have a feeling you do," I crossed my arms.

"Alright, you got me," she gave up and I smiled. "You're just going to have to get them."

She smiled in victory as she held up my clothes which had been used as a pillow behind her back. If I was indeed dressed this would have been no problem at all to get the clothing. But alas, I was in a towel limiting my agility.

Noticing my struggle Jess commented. "Good luck baby cakes."

Grabbing the corner of my towel I climbed onto the bed. She raised the clothing over her head so I had to reach for it with my one available arm. She reached up with her other arm and tazed my right in the armpit to which I curled in a ball.

"Since I pity you, I'll give you your clothing," she bargained. "But at a cost."

"Pray tell, what is this cost, love?" I listened.

"A kiss of course," she smiled.

"Sorry, I'm all out of kisses for today," I sighed and looked up at her.

She pouted and that's when I leaned over to her, not caring about the towel anymore, and rolled on my stomach to kiss her lips. She sighed when my tongue swiped her bottom lip and left her mouth completely.

"You've been a naughty girl, baby," I whispered in her ear.

She noticiably tensed and shifted a little as I stroked her cheek with my finger.

"Lucky for you I like when you play naughty," I cooed at her and licked my lips. She eyed me under her long lashes.

"So," I proposed. "After Harry goes to sleep, we're going to play."

I noticed she swallowed before I left the room, dropping my towel at the last minute as I walked out the door with my clothes to change and go find something to eat.

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