e v a l y n n
In what seems like no time at all, four hours have passed and Louis' parents' car is coming up the driveway. These past few hours have been filled with kissing, hugging, cuddling, and too much love to ever describe. I never thought I would have been able to have something like this until Louis came along.
Someone knocks on the bedroom door. "Come in!" Louis says. The door opens and I see his mom with a shocked expression on her face. At that moment, I realize that Louis is still in nothing but his boxers and I am in a tank top and short shorts. We didn't do anything; we had fallen asleep in our clothing last night and we didn't feel changing, but we still wanted to be more comfortable, so we just took off the uncomfortable stuff.
"Well, you two get dressed because we're going out for lunch today. Your father and I want to show your girlfriend around Doncaster a bit," she says, directed towards Louis.
She turns towards me. "You've never been here, right?" she asks.
"No, I've never been far out of London," I say.
When I say this, my voice gets extremely high pitched (which happens whenever I talk to people I'm not comfortable with or someone I don't know). I notice Louis is trying to hold back his laughter. I can feel my face redden as I realize that he's laughing at me. I know he doesn't mean it in a hurtful way. Just the fact that I can talk to him for hours in a normal voice then talk to someone else and have my voice go about 100 times higher is a bit amusing; I understand.
"Oh," his mother says in a disapproving way.
I suddenly forget about Louis choking back his laughter and become extremely self conscious. Does she not like me? I mean, just because I can't afford to travel across Europe doesn't mean I don't deserve to be dating her son. Or does it? Does she think that I'm not good enough? I mean, I know I'm not, but it just hurts when other people think it too.
Louis seems to notice that I'm no longer paying attention to him and gets concerned. He turns towards his mother and tells her to leave and that we'll be down soon. When she closes the door I start to get up, but Louis stops me. He tightens is grip on my waist so that I can't get up with ease. I lay back down next to him confused.
"I hate my mum," he says.
"Don't talk about your mum like that. She raised you and helped you become the wonderful man you are today," I say in return, even though I'd much rather say, "Yeah, me too."
"I see the way she makes you feel. She makes you feel completely worthless and that's not right. I didn't like her before, but I really hate her now," he says. I have the most loving boyfriend in the world. Did I mention that?
I kiss him slowly then start to get up. He lets me this time.
"C'mon Lou, we have to get dressed," I say.
He groans and gets up out of bed. I walk to my suitcase and pick out an outfit. I shuffle through my clothes and pick out a maroon sweater with white leggings paired with a orange, yellow, and brown scarf. I'm torn between wearing my maroon converse or my black combat boots. I decide on the converse and turn around to see Louis turned around with different pair of boxers on and a maroon shirt. Was he trying to coordinate our outfits?
I quickly turn around and begin changing. I try to move as quickly as possible so that he doesn't see anything.
When I turn around, Louis appears to be brushing something off his shirt. He turns around and his eyes widen as soon as he sees me. He looks me up and down slowly and seems to find a certain admiration about how I look.
"You enjoying the view?" I ask, repeating what he said this morning.
He walks up to me and plants a huge kiss on my lips. When he pulls away, he says, "You look absolutely stunning." I blush. "I've never seen anyone even close to as beautiful as you," he continues.
I playfully slap him and look down at his shirt. "Did you try to match me?"
He blushes. Finally! It seems like always the one that blushes. Never him. Evalynn: 1 Louis: 1000
"Maybe..." he says, blushing even more.
I go up on my toes and plant a kiss on his nose. "You're cute," I say, still a centimeter away from his nose. He wraps his hands around my waist then lifts me off the ground. I wrap my legs around his waist and put my arms around is neck. He kisses me and I run my hands through his hair. He grips my waist tighter and runs a hand up my back. I feel like there is an entire firework show going on inside of me. I love this man so damn much.
Eventually, we pull apart and I look deeply into his eyes. They sparkle like a million stars in the sky, each star brighter than the other. We stare deeply into each others eyes for a small eternity. It's amazing. He's amazing.
I feel him start to loosen his grip on my waist, so I unhook my legs from his waist and my arms from his neck. I smile.
"I love you Louis," I say, still looking deeply into his starry eyes.
"I love you too Evie," he replies.
I take his hand and we walk out of his room to the kitchen.
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Holiday with the Tomlinsons
FanficA lot can happen over the course of two weeks. Read this story to find out what adventures unfold for Louis and Evalynn.