I Want (To Be Loved By You)

Chapter 26

Louis' P.O.V (haven't had that in a while)

I settle down in front of the TV with my spaghetti in a bowl on my lap, Ozzie clawing at the sofa and Lana on the other sofa.

She looks down at her plain spaghetti. "How did you not realise that when I said get spaghetti for dinner I meant you to get something to go on top of it?"

I shrug. "We should of had something in the cupboard." I say sassily.

She raises an eyebrow. "Oh you mean the jar of tomato sauce I got that you decided to tip over Harry's head because it would be 'funny'?"

I giggle at the memory. Harry was really not impressed.

He got his revenge though. He waited until I had got of the shower, then he squirted mayonnaise at me, after that he proceeded to run away screaming.

"Not funny." Lana scolded. "This tastes so boring." She swirls picks up some spaghetti with her fork and places it in her hand, then chucking it at me from across the room.

"Hey!" I yell. "That was unnecessary." I pout.

"You deserved it. This is boring boring boring boring boring."

"Sorry what what is it again?" I tease.

"Boring." she says, sticking her tongue out at me.

A thought suddenly springs into my mind. "Remember when we first met and you swore that you were never going to cook?"

"Yeah, so what?"

"So that didn't last very long did it?" I laugh.

"Maybe I would have lasted longer if you were a better cook." she shoots back.

I clutch my chest, faking a pained expression. "Ow that hurt, ah you cut me deep dammit."

She rolls her eyes and looks at the TV. her face then crinkles up in disgust. "What the hell is this crap?"

I reach for the remote, hitting the select button. "Um, some religious crap."

"Gross, lets out a movie on." She discards her bowl of boring spaghetti to the side and goes over to the DVD rack.

"Hmm." she pulls out two DVDs. "Nemo or Pinocchio?"

"Uuuum, let's go for...nemo." I choose.

"Pinocchio it is." She grins, winking and slotting the DVD into the socket.

I throw my hands up. "Why'd you even ask me for my opinion then?" I laugh.

She shrugs, walking over to Ozzie and picking him up. He settles down snuggly on her lap and promptly falls asleep.

The movie starts but I don't pay much attention to it.

The apartment is dark apart from the faint glow of the television which casts light over Lana.

The movie plays on and I find myself staring at her.

After a while she starts to look uncomfortable. "Quit it." she whispers.

I snap out of my daze. "What? Stop what?"

"Staring at me. Its weird." Her brow furrows.

"Can't help it, you're so pretty."

Her face instantly flushes a bright shade of pink, though it could be the light off the TV. "Shut up, I am not." A smile forms on her face.

I scowl and get up from my seat, walking over her to stand in front of her. "Don't say that." I scowl deeper.

"What?" she says, voice small. Her eyes go wide and I sit down beside her.

"You're so beautiful," I say, staring into her eyes. "Don't let anybody tell you otherwise." I whisper.

Her features go soft and she turns slightly. I start to lean in, my heart beating out if my chest.

Lana leans in closer as well. This is it, the moment that I've been waiting for for months. I swallow. We're so close, just a few more inches.

Suddenly, a large pain forms on my leg and I jump back in pain. "Ow!" I yell. Lana also jumps back. I look down to see Ozzie, his tail flicking in annoyance.

Everything suddenly turns very awkward, the only sound coming from Pinocchio.

I clear my throat. "Um, so uh, are you excited for tomorrow?"

She looks confused. "What are you talking about?"

"Um, the movie?" I say. She seems to light up a bit when I mention it, yeah super duper excited!" she grins.

After that very brief conversation the flow stops and there's nothing to talk about. I start to think and something that's been bugging me for ages enters my mind. Lana is eighteen and has been for a while now.

"Hey lana?" I say.

"Hmm?" she stops stroking Ozzie and looks at me.

"You're eighteen." I say slowing.

"No shit sherlock." she laughs.

"You didn't let me finish." I frown.

"Okay sorry go on." she urges, smiling at me.

"I scratch the back of my neck. How can I put this? Before I have any more time to think about it my mouth opens and I blurt out, "why haven't you asked for a divorce yet?

(A.N) I realise there's still a few loose ends to be tied up and characters dates to be decided blah blah blah but I'm planning on like another 10-20 chapters so all in good time sweet readers.

You better flipping appreciate this chapter because it's 01:32.

I'm not tired or anything but um, okay so I stay up that late every night shut up.

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Oh by the way I just took all the chapter titles away because it's getting too difficult to try and think of one.. sorry.