Just friends?...yeah right...

Chapter 53

--Nour's P.O.V.--

I stepped out of the terminal and looked around to find that head of curls I've come to love. He was nowhere in sight so I dragged my carry-on to Starbucks and ordered and iced coffee.

"Nour"

I turned around to see who called my name but didn't see anybody. Whatever.

Someone put their hand on my shoulder and my instincts reacted immediately. I whirled around, grabbing the person's arm and throwing them over my shoulder and onto the ground, stepping on their chest to hold them down. It was only then that I noticed who it was.

"Louis?!" I leaned in, to make sure it was him. His mouth was open in shock. I quickly lifted my foot off him, offering him my hand, helping him up.

"Nice to see you too." He grumbled, rubbing his butt. "Damn, when Harry said you're a black belt, he wasn't lying."

"I'm so sorry! Reflexes!" I said, realizing he was really here. I attacked him in a hug, and he laughed, hugging me back.

"I missed you." I mumbled against his shirt.

"I missed you too. Though not as much as Harry." He added. I popped my head up, looking around. Louis chuckled.

"He isn't here, the boys had an interview, but I told them I'd pick you up. He wasn't happy about it." I giggled, taking his arm and walking towards baggage claim. We grabbed my stuff, Louis taking two of my suitcases, me with one more and my duffel bag.

"So where are we going?"

"Well Harry and I met up for about a week and bought ourselves a flat to share. We'll be staying there for a week then it's time to tour!" He said, smirking. "We figured it'd be cruel to keep you apart for too long."

"You guys are the best." We stopped by McDonald's to get some lunch to go then went to their flat. As we were sitting in the car talking about what we did and our families, Louis said, "All the boys are coming over later today, we'll have a movie night."

I nodded getting a little over excited. What can I say, I miss my boys.

He pulled up to their flat and my jaw dropped. It was huge! He let us in and flicked on the lights. Directly to my right was a large living room, complete with a couch and loveseat, facing a large flatscreen T.V. To the left was a kitchen, an island in the middle. Straight ahead was a dark hallway, doors lining it. I assumed those were the bedrooms.

"Whoa." I breathed. Louis chuckled.

"Nice, huh?"

"More like amazing."

"Here, let me show you to your room." Louis offered, taking my bags. "This is my room," he said, gesturing to the first one on the left. "This one is Harry's," he waggled his eyebrows at me and thrusted his hips a little. I groaned in annoyance.

"Save that for him." He teased. I rolled my eyes and he led me into the last room. I gasped. This beautiul room is where I would be staying. It had a king size bed with a white duvet and blue lights trickling all over the walls.

"Louis, this...this is too much." I whispered. He just laughed.

"Harry helped me decorate it. He's really excited to see you." He was quiet for a minute. "He loves you."

"I love him more." I reply. Louis smiles softly, accepting my answer. I set my bags down, not bothering to unpack.

"Let's eat, shall we?" He asks, changing the subject. I giggle, snatching the McDonald's bag and running to the kitchen.