I Love You ~ Louis Tomlinson

Ours

Getting out of the airport is easier said than done, but Natalie just keeps her hoodie up and hangs on Louis' arm. She's so tired she forgets most of the journey the second it's over. Despite that she's extremely happy when they're cuddled up in the back of their car. 

She's honestly not sure if Louis lives far from the airport because as soon as she sits down she's already asleep. 

His house is very nice from the outside though, it's neutral with lots of brown and cream colors. The landscaping is beautiful and perfectly taken care of. She'd study it more, but Louis is bouncing on the balls of his feet with excitement. 

"Welcome to our home," Louis says dramatically, swinging the door open. 

"I'm going to explode from how cute you are," Natalie gushes. 

"Not yet you can't," he argues, "Really want to give you a tour."

She rolls her eyes, "Oh okay so I'm free to explode after the tour then?"

"No. You're never leaving me," he says, pulling her into him so their bodies are flush together. 

She blushes and tries to get his attention off of her, "Alright, lead the way baby." 

They bring in their minimal luggage and discard it in the entry way so Louis can begin his grand tour. He stretches out his arms, "So, this is our living room."

It's simple and clutter free with a large light gray L shaped couch with matching dark wood end tables on either side and a long coffee table in the center. There's a large flat screen TV on top of a cozy looking fireplace. It's much cleaner than she thought it would be, but granted he hasn't been there in months. 

"Do you like it?" He asks, unsure of what to think as she stands there in silence. 

"I love it," she smiles at him. "Looks very cozy."

"Thanks love," he smiles, hugging her around the waist from behind. "Lottie helped me pick it all out."

She hums, "I'll have to compliment her then."

"She'd love that," he says, hooking his chin over her shoulder. 

She tilts her head to look up at him, "Looks like a very good cuddling couch."

"Let's try that out, shall we?" He asks rhetorically and throws all his weight on her so she falls onto it with him on top of her. 

She lets out an "Oof," and turns over underneath him to see a huge smile on her boyfriends face. "Well, that was graceful."

"I've been told I'm graceful a time or two," he shrugs. 

"By who?" She shrieks. 

"Hey," he pouts, pursing his lips dramatically and his brows furrowing. 

She coos and kisses him, "I love you," she whispers. 

His face softens and he nudges her nose with his, "I love you sweet girl." He lays down and nuzzles his face in her neck. "You've tricked me."

"How?" She chuckles, carding her fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck. 

"Now I don't want to get up and finish the tour," he whines. 

"My greatest apologies dear Louis," she says dramatically, "However can I make this up to you?"

He hums and rests his chin on her chest. "You can kiss me," he says cheekily. 

"If I must," she says like it's a chore, but really it's her favorite thing. 

"Don't want to bother you," he huffs and pulls away from her, but he can't keep the grin off his face.