Louis Tomlinson One Shots

For Bella

"Ahhh! Louis!" I giggled as he spun me in circles above the water, even though I was already drenched. He stopped spinning and threw me in the water with a smirk playing on his lips.

"My name is not Louis, Bella, it's Edward." he smiled, rubbing his chest, trying to look sexual. I rolled my eyes at the fact that he refers to us as Edward and Bella from Twilight.

"Oh, no more kisses!" I screamed, running past him, back to where our towels were.

"Wha? Why?!"

"Because I don't want you to suck my blood!" I smirked in an accent that crossed Dracula and Kermit the Frog. He frowned and hung his head, walking towards me until his face was about an inch away.

"But we are at the beach." he pouted and crossed his arms.

"That doesn't change the fact that you can kill me, love." I stated, running my fingers through his soaking wet hair. He lunged forward and held my wrists, burying his face in the crook of my neck, gently biting it. "No!" I screamed, trying not to laugh as I sunk to the ground dramatically. "Edward.... why?"

"Because I love you Bella."

"I love you too, Louis." I smiled and gave him a peck on the lips.

"I knew you would mistake me for that handsome devil, Louis, someday, I just didn't expect it so soon!" he cried before pulling me in for a long, passionate kiss.