Good Boy

Chapter 71

Random person above!? Means new character!! Not sure if she will be a big part of the story but I just gave yall a face to a name so yeah (that's elizabeth gilles by the way)

Charlie POV

"Hey sexy," Louis grins and looks me up and down once he walks into our official room.

Over the past week, I have become extremely fond of this room. These white walls make it so simple but Louis' clothing mess has already made it personalized. The dark blue bedding on the plain white bed create a pop of color in the simple room. The room is mostly customized by Louis but he says I get my decorating share of the room when I take all of my makeup and female supplies out of the bathroom. Louis says the bathroom is 'Charlie invaded'.

"Hey," I giggle as my cheeks turn a light shade of pink.

As Louis bends to search through his pile of clothes, I take a good look at his appearance. His hair is slicked back and I notice that his hair is getting a bit long. Still short, but long for him. He still makes the whole look somewhat perfect. His loose fitting white t shirt and dark blue jeans. It reminds me of the night in New York that he picked me up for the event the label of his job was doing. Horrible night but I can't deny how amazing he looked. The all black lowtop sneakers he wears that I am actually quite jealous of because I love them but we have different sized feet. I'm guessing his current look is his 'I'm going to a party' look.

Louis tosses me a black jean jacket and I am too late to catch it as it flies past me and falls to the floor.

"What is this for?" I ask and bend down to pick up the jacket, even though it blends with the mess on the floor.

"I want you to wear it tonight so everyone knows you're mine," he explains "and it would look pretty sexy on you."

The jacket actually would go decent with my outfit tonight. I decided to wear my black skinny jeans that Louis obviously loves since he insisted on me buying them. Along with an army green tube top and my black flats, since I don't happen to own any heels. My hair is curled and pulled back into a high ponytail and the look is finished off with some eyeliner and lip gloss.

"You're so over protective," I laugh and slip my arms through the over sized jean jacket.

Louis shrugs and grabs me by my waist to pull me in for a kiss, which turns into a makeout session.

"Louis, we have to go," I pull away and giggle again. I swear when Louis is acting right, I'm always giggling.

"Who said we couldn't arrive late?" Louis smirks and I take a minute to bite my lip and stop myself from caving in.

"Me. C'mon," I tug Louis' arm and he groans as we walk out the door.

"Who's driving, me or you?" I ask and Louis raises an eyebrow at me.

"Can you even drive?"

"I mean, I could. I just usually don't," I shrug and he smiles.

"I would love to see you do so," he reaches into his pocket and tosses me the keys to his car.

I'm not lying, I can drive. I just never really want to.

"Alright," I walk over to the drivers seat and I feel Louis eyeing me as he bites his lip and walks to the passenger seat.

"You know you really don't have to drive," Louis rests his hand on my thigh once we get in the car and I start it up.

"No, I want to prove to you that I can," I keep my voice steady to hide the excitement I get from his hand on my thigh.