My Brother's Bestfriend-Louis Tomlinson Fanfic

Chapter 30

I grasped the hem of his t-shirt, rubbing it between my fingers, pulling it up slightly. Louis broke our kiss.

"Babe, stop trying to take off my shirt," Louis laughed. I ran my fingers up his torso, my finger tips lightly skimming his abdomen.

"But I want to see your muscles," I whined.

"Ha. Well I'll take off mine if you take off yours," he bribed.

"No that is not fair!" I yelled. He sat up slightly, his legs straddling my hips on the couch.

"What?! Yes it is!" he argued.

"No but it is socially acceptable for you to take of your shirt," I replied. He chuckled.

"I already seen you with out your shirt on, so why does it matter?" he asked.

"Because it's the fact that you shouldn't have seen me with out my shirt on in the first place."

"You willingly took it off," he said throwing his hands in the air. I couldn't argue with that one.

"Shake on it," I said holding out my hand. I felt like a 5 year making a deal with boy saying I'd show him my boobs if he pulled down his pants. I never did that as a child but I guess now here's my chance.

"What is this a business deal? How about we kiss on it?" He raised his eyebrows and licked his lips. I pulled him down and kissed him before releasing him. What was I getting myself into? He pulled his shirt off over his head, throwing it on the ground.

"Your turn." He motioned with his hands for me to take off my shirt. I lifted up my arms, signaling for him to help. "Whoa deja vu," he laughed. I didn't realize what he was talking about until I remembered my drunken state and him helping me take of my shirt... and pants.

"Just pull!" I yelled playfully smacking his face. He pulled off my shirt, the cool air hitting my stomach. Goose bumps instantly formed on my skin.

Louis was obviously staring at my boobs. "Hey!" I yelled smacking him harder this time, "Eyes up here!" He laughed and leaned in, kissing me. I felt his bare chest on mine, the skin on skin feeling was something new to me. He traced light circles on my stomach with his fingers. I let out a little giggle. I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.

I heard the front door swing open with a loud bang. I gasped, shocked by the loud noise. Louis was too, because he bit down on my lip, hard. He fell off the couch bringing me with him. I landed on top of him with a hard thud. I heard what sounded to be about four different voices laughing.

"Sorry, are we interrupting something? We can come back in five minutes,"one laughed. I saw Louis' attention drift upwards and I followed his gaze to four gorgeous boys standing by our feet.

"More like two minutes for Louis," the blonde one added. They all laughed. I quickly got up, scurrying to find my shirt. One of them whistled. I shot them all a dirty look.

Louis got up and tossed me my shirt.

"You don't have to put your shirt on if you don't want to..." the curly hair boy said. I quickly threw it on over my head. I looked over at Louis,who had an amused look on his face.

"Hey boys! You guys are a day early. I thought you weren't coming in until Sunday," said Louis. He found his shirt and put it on. I rubbed my bottom lip, the slight taste of blood hitting my tongue. Christ he bit hard.

"We thought we would surprise you. Which we obviously did," the blonde boy said looking at me and smirking.

"Ya. Well um this is my girlfriend, Jess," he said to the boys. I liked the way he said that, how he introduced me as his girlfriend, the way the word rolled off his british tongue.