The Cover Girls (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 28 - She Finally Sees

A/N: It's a short and sweet chapter that I absolutely love and my editor replied to it with an email largely consisting of only the word "YES" so i hope you like it ^.^

(BTW Dedication to gamecock_directioner but honorable mention to BridgeSheehan27 because her comment had nothing to do with the question but I loved it xD)

~Grace xx

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                                                              ~Louis~

From beside me April sighed contently, her silhouette rising and falling with her deep breaths in the dark.

After we’d gotten back inside and dried off from running around in the rain, April had asked Heather if she could sleep in her room, saying that sleeping on the floor was starting to hurt her back. Heather was fine with it, although when April grabbed my hand to bring me up to bed with her, we were warned not to do anything, and I quote, “kinky”.

“You really do love rain, don’t you?” I murmured, wrapping my arms around my girlfriend’s waist and pulling her closer to me. The rain had gotten thicker and beat heavily against the window right above the headboard of Heather’s bed. Just the sound seemed to physically calm April; she didn’t have the constant tenseness in her shoulders that she usually did.

“Yeah,” She breathed, “I really do.”

“Why?”

“You sure do ask a lot of “why” questions, Louis.” April observed, wiggling her body around under the covers until she was facing me.

“I just want to know more about you,” I replied, lifting a hand to brush back a strand of hair falling in front of April’s face. She looked up at me from behind her eyelashes, the right corner of her lips twitching up into a smile as it often did.

“I could tell you something different about me every day for the rest of your life and you still wouldn’t know everything,” She said, watching me with big brown curious eyes.

“I can try,” I whispered.

April looked at me as if she wanted to say something more, but instead flipped around again so that her back was pressed snuggly against my torso, her body heat mixing with mine.

“Ever since I was a little girl I would drive up to Minnesota with Mike, my parents, and my grandparents every summer to see family and go camping.” April began, fondness filling her voice. “We had a pop-up camper named Baby Jay that we stayed in. When we’d have rainy nights I would stay up for hours, laying in my bed and listening to the raindrops hitting the roof of Baby Jay, like it was a symphony playing a lullaby written specially for me. Ever since then, whenever it rains I think about being up there in Minnesota, surrounded by the people I love, feeling like everything was right with the world.”

The rain seemed to punctuate her words, beating against the roof a little harder than before.

As thunder boomed in the distance, April melted into my arms, her breaths long and deep. She turned her head and shoulders back around to look at me, her eyes glittering.

“I feel happy.” April said abruptly, and I believed it. Any trace of sadness that had laced her words at all before that moment was as gone, washed away with the rain. It was the first time I heard her say something without any hint towards the opposite in her tone.

April’s eyes trailed from their gaze up at the curtained window like she could see through it into the dark gray sky, and looked into my eyes with such a brilliant happiness that my chest filled with joy, my heart constricting and skipping a beat.

In that moment I knew I loved her. I knew that in my heart there was a hole only April could fill. I knew with absolute certainty that I would do whatever it took to see that happiness in her eyes again.

I moved my hand to push back the same lock of hair as before that threatened to hide the beautiful blissfulness in her eyes, but left my hand sitting behind her neck, the silkiness of her hair tickling my knuckles.

Leaning forward, I didn’t dare close my eyes for a second, fearing to miss even a moment of their blazing contentness. Soon, April’s lips were brushing mine, their sweet raspberry taste already beginning to graze my tastebuds.

“You know how much you mean to me, right?” I murmured, afraid to burst our little bubble of bliss by raising my voice any higher.

In April’s eyes, something flashed. It looked, if even for a moment, like she saw how much I cared about her, how dedicated I was to being by her side no matter what. She finally saw what I’d been trying to show her all along.

My eyes flickered shut, unable to hold myself back any longer, pressing my mouth to hers, the feel of her body pressing against mine, and our legs tangling together, and her sweet scent in my nose, and her taste on my tongue taking over my senses.