I love him (L.S.)

Chapter 18

Louis

I had just eaten lunch when I got a call from Lima, saying that he'll come pick me up in an hour or so. We were going to spend the rest of the day at his.

As we walked into the mansion, Li and I were engrossed in a heated discussion about the latest football match.

"I'm telling you Li, Manchester United is so going to win the league this year!"

Liam chuckled. "You're delusional, Lou! Liverpool is clearly going to win."

Just then, Liam's mum appeared at the top of the stairs, a warm smile on her face. "Louis, Darling! It's so good to see you!" She rushed down the stairs and enveloped me in a tight hug. "How are you sweetie? How's Zayn doing?"

I blushed, touched by her warmth. "We're doing okay, thanks for asking. Zayn's doing well, just busy with work and stuff."

Liam's mum nodded sympathetically. "I'm so glad to hear that. You boys have been through so much, and I'm always here for you."

After a few more minutes of chatting, Liam suggested we head to the games room to play some FIFA. I agreed, and we spent the next hour engrossed in the game, laughing and trash-talking each other.

Just as I was about to win another match, the maid appeared at the door. "Liam, Louis, dinner is ready please come downstairs."

Liam turned the game off while I was whining about not getting to eat his ass one last time.

As we made out way down to the dining room, I noticed Li's father sitting at the head of the table. His expression stern and disapproving.

My heart sank, knowing that he didn't exactly approve or me and Zayn. I felt a twinge of discomfort, wondering what the rest of the evening would be like.

"Lou, come take a seat," Li said, gesturing to the chair beside him.

I nodded and sat down, trying to avoid eye contact with Li's father. But I could feel his gaze on me, making me feel uneasy.

The dinner conversation was strained, with Li's father making snide comments about my family's financial situation. I tried to ignored it but it was hard not to feel a bit defensive.

I knew Zayn's new modeling thing would definitely become big. And we would soon be more than stable.

I couldn't help but feel his gaze on me. It made me uncomfortable, and I tried to avoid eye contact. Li seemed oblivious to the tension, chatting away about his day.

Just as the main course was served, Liam's phone rang. "Sorry guys, I need to take this." He said getting up from his seat. "Work emergency."

Li's mum didn't join us for dinner as she claimed she had some urgent matter to tend to. So, It was just me and Li's father at the table.

I felt a growing sense of unease as he continued to stare at me.

It was silent for a moment before he decided to speak.

"For a poor bitch you do have a hot body."

I could feel my heart rate rise.

what the fuck. I surely just didn't hear him right.

"Those tiny little hands..." He continued, licking his lips and his gaze fixed on my hands. I quickly brought them down under the table. His eyes shifted to mine. "Maybe you would be good for something huh.

By then, me being uncomfortable is an understatement.

"Bet your dick is as tiny as your hand. Could fully grab it in my hand." I wanted him to stop talking.