Good Boy

Chapter 59

Charlie's POV

Not knowing how to actually handle this moment, I decide to go with the heat of the moment. I jump up on Louis' lap, straddling him and pressing my lips to his in the most passionate way possible. He, of course, doesn't object as he kisses me harder than I even thought was possible.

"So is that a yes?" Louis disconnects our lips once again to ask.

"Of course, Louis. That is all I asked for, now I will give you what you asked for," I say in the most seductive way possible, which made my voice sound weird but Louis forces back a smile and presses his lips to mine again, completely flipping us over.

First time since we've been dating. Wow. Let's see how it goes.

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Amazing.

It went amazing.

Something about this time was so different. Not because we're in a different stage now but because it felt more.. affectious? passionate?

"Louis?" I whisper to him as he lazily opens his eyes from his small nap beside me.

"What?" He grumbles.

"I love you."

Louis' eyes light up as he turns a light pink and his smile spreads across his beautiful face as if he's never heard me say this before. The sunset peeking through the curtains give off an amazing light that compliments his face even more.

"I love you too, Charlie. So much," he holds me closer to him and I smile from the warmth of his embrace.

"Can I uh ask you something?" He asks nervously.

"Yeah sure." I look up at his eyes that are now a darkish greyish color with a hint of ocean, still beautiful.

"You love me for me right? You fell for me even before I became what I am.. for you, right? Would you still love me if you discovered I was addicted to something..?" He shakily ask me and I sit up to stare at the nervous yet terrified look on his face.

Why does he look terrified? I never seen Louis terrified. I didn't know he had what seems like fears. Whatever he is talking about, I'm sure it isnt bad enough for him to become fearful of it.

"No matter what you do, Louis, I will still love you. Are you addicted to drugs?" I ask him quizzedly and he smirks at me.

"I smoke a few things, but I'm not what you would say 'addicted'."

"Then what is it that you're addicted to?"

"N-nothing. Just uh wanted to know how y-you would feel if I uh became addicted to something.." he stutters and I begin to worry.

Louis is never scared to share something. He did something. Bad. And going by the look on his face, this is horrible. Something has him terrified.

"Are you okay?" I rub his shoulder to calm him down and he swats me away.

"Don't fucking touch me," he snaps.

"Louis? What's wrong?"

"I just need a minute to think? Okay?"

"About what? Why are you so nervous? So scared?"

Louis gives me the weirdest look as if I'm an alien with two heads.

"I'm not fucking scared of shit."

"Louis, you're acting a little weird.."

"Just shut up for a second, Charlie."