Misunderstood (Punk Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

Part 42

We pulled away and Louis shut off the lights. I climbed under the covers and Louis came in beside me and wrapped his arms tightly around my waist. I nuzzled my back into his chest and let out a deep breath with a small smile on my lips.

            I maybe have basically just been disowned by my own family and a ton of other dangers could be headed my way but right now laying next to this beautiful man I couldn’t help but feel completely content with life. 

            The next morning I woke up with my head on Louis’ chest. I smiled to myself and slowly tilted my head up to look at his peaceful sleeping face. His hair was messy and stubble was growing clearly on his face but he still looked perfect to me. I looked back down at his chest and examined his tattoos.

            I never really took the time to really look at them. They were beautiful pieces of work, some seemed really random while others I could tell had a deeper meaning.

            I let my fingers gently trace along the letters running across his chest spelling out ‘it is what it is’. I liked that one. It suited him well.

            Louis stirred a bit inhaling deeply and turned his head so his lips brushed against my forehead.

            “What are you doing babe?” he tired raspy voice whispered to me.

            “This one is my favorite,” I told him as my fingers moved to the middle word and traced it again. Louis looked down to see what I was doing then relaxed his head back down and kissed the top of my head.

            “It is?” he whispered. I nodded my head tracing the rest of the letter.

            “Yea, it suits you. ‘it is what it is’, kind of like you get what you get, and people should take you how you are,” I explained. Louis smiled a bit.

            “That’s the messages I was going for,” he whispered. I smiled finishing off my tracing and looked up at him. His eyes were still closed.

            “You have the most precious face when you sleep,” I said grinning. Louis opened one lazy eye and looked at me for a moment. I smiled at him. He raised his hand and placed it over my face.

            “It’s rude to stare,” he teased. I chuckled and moved his hand and kissed his lips sweetly.

            Louis pulled away and stretched before sitting up and rubbing his hands through his hair. I ran my hand up and down his bare back.

            “What do you want to do today?” I asked curiously. Louis let out a cute tired groan and turned back towards me laying his head on my stomach.

            “Nothing,” he said lazily nuzzling his head on my stomach. I smiled wrapping my arms around him and played with his hair.

            It wasn’t long till Harry stumbled into the room with a yawn. I looked over at him walking only in his boxers.

            “Morning,” he yawned.

            “Harry,” Louis scolded as he reached up covering my eyes. “There’s ladies present you could have put clothes on,” he said. Harry chuckled making his way to the kitchen.

            “I did, I could have walked out naked like I normally do,” he teased. Louis shook his head then uncovered my eyes.

            “Hungry?” Louis asked me. I nodded. Louis got to his feet and pulled me up with him then led me into the kitchen.

            I searched through Harry’s fridge as Harry lit up a cigarette next to the window.

            “I can make you guys pancakes,” I suggested looking at them .

            “Sure I’d love some,” Harry said blowing out his smoke out the window. Louis nodded as well and I smiled taking out what I needed and started on them.

            I made a bunch and placed them on a plate and set them down in the center of Harry’s table. I put out some plates and cutlery then we all sat down and dug in.

            “Thanks babe these are good,” Louis said putting his hand on my lap and giving it a gentle squeeze. I smiled at him nodded as I chewed my food.

            “They are, I can’t remember the last time I had a nice breakfast like this,” Harry said smiling at me.

            “I’m sure Amanda would make you pancakes,” I teased with a smirk. He smiled back looking down almost shy.

            “When are you seeing her?” Louis asked curiously.

            “Around 1 we’re catching a movie then going out to dinner,” he explained with a wider smile. I smiled at him. “Anyways while I’m gone help yourself to anything in the flat, what’s mine in yours,” Harry said finishing off his plate and put it in the sink.

            “Does that include condoms?” Louis chipped in with a smirk. I reached over and slapped him playfully.

            “They’re in the bathroom. I’d rather you use mine then get her pregnant, just no doing it on my bed,” Harry said shaking his head as he left the kitchen. Louis smirked.

            “No promises,” he called to him. I slapped Louis playfully again.

            “You’re terrible,” I said to him shaking my head. Louis smirked at me.         

            “You love me though,” he said. I sighed smiling at him.

            “Unfortunately,” I teased and leaned over pecking him gently on the lips.