No Control >> Louis Tomlinson

Grass

Dedicated to @pizzaheart1d for the brilliant cover. All the love.
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*Shiki's POV*

"Where are you taking me?"

No answer.

"Louis!" I protested, as he tightened his grip on my wrist and jabbed at the elevator button, "Answer me!"

"Trust me!" Louis assured. I tried to free my hand from his grasp, as his strength was hurting me now. But, seeing that I was just way too thin and possibly weak, his hand wouldn't budge. So, I just ended up struggling and complaining.

The elevator reached our floor, and its door opened. Louis pulled me inside, and hit the button that would take us to the ground floor.

"This is ridiculous," I groaned. Louis glanced at me, and offered me a smile. I responded with a glare.

"What if you're gonna kill me, huh?" I demanded, "Tell me where you're taking me."

Louis chuckled at me, and let go of my hand. I pulled it close to my chest, and gave him a death glare. He looked back at me with a dazzling smile.

'Why are you so pissed off?' Louis asked, "Don't you trust me?"

"I-well, I do, but you are pulling me along at.." I looked around for a clock, but couldn't see one. "..really late in the night to nowhere and you aren't telling me where you are taking me and I look like a mess!"

"You look just fine." He assured, "I don't look that good either."

"Easy for you to say!"

"Calm down, love," he smiled, "I am not a bloody murderer."

"The fact that you added the adjective 'bloody' says otherwise."

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"Louis Tomlinson, what place is this?" I breathed, as I took in the beautiful scenery around. Louis, after half an hour of complains and groans filled driving, had brought me to a meadow, if that's a correct word to use. It was just buckets and buckets of green all around with some occasional trees around. There was a lake too, a small one, but a lake, nonetheless. It looked really peaceful, kind of the places I really liked. I took off my slippers and threw them in Louis' car. Yes, ladies and gentleman, I wasn't allowed to dress properly. So, I was just dressed in my night clothes and my hair pulled into a messy bun. Impressive.

"This is the place the lads and I were visiting," Louis grinned. 'Like it?" I nodded enthusiastically. Then I remembered, he was going to come here with the others. Why on earth did Louis Tomlinson bring me here, after being presented with a choice to visit with his bandmates?

"What happened?" I questioned. Louis sighed and shrugged.

"They bailed on me. End of topic," He said, and I nodded in agreement. Probably doing couple stuff.

I brushed a strand of loose hair away from my eyes, and took in the fresh scent of dewy grass. As I stood there, I was hit by a wave of nostalgia. We had a similar hang out when we left louis' lame birthday party. But that had been disastrous. I was miserable and Louis hurt his knee really bad. I hoped we had better luck tonight.

"Come on," Louis urged softly. He walked towards seemingly nowhere, and I followed quietly. He walked quite a distance, and halted suddenly.

"Let's sit here." Louis sat down, patting the tuft of grass beside him. I sat down, right next to him.

Louis was just staring ahead and I was distracted by the sky. Our backs faced the lake because Louis said, "I'll feel like peeing if I stare at it," and I had spent five minutes just laughing. But now, he was really quite. I wondered what he was up with. Anyway, if he brought me here to sit down in silence, I won't oblige. Sitting in silence isn't my thing. Now, you're probably wondering how on earth I could talk that way, because surely, millions of girls would kill for this. But, that's just how familiar and friendly I had become with Louis. I didn't have to pretend. So, I decided to ask.