Forever Young (Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

Chapter 12

Whoa. What?

One minute I was eating Nutella, the next minute Louis was pulling me off the counter.

He kissed me. I....I liked it.

I kissed him back and ran my fingers through his hair.

We kissed for about five minutes, then we pulled apart and hugged.

"I'm sorry for what I did," Louis whispered in my ear.

I smiled and said, "It's fine, my Lou Bear."

"Lou Bear?" Louis said, pulling away to look at my face. He smiled. "I like it."

I smiled. "Good, because that's your new nickname."

He smiled and pecked me on the lips. "It's perfect. And you can be...." he sighed. "Mal."

I giggled and said sarcastically, "Very original, Lou Bear. Good job." I clapped.

He bowed and took my hand. "I love you," he gushed out. Then he let go of my hand as his whole face turned red. "I always have."

My eyes kind of widened. Then I took his hand and put my head on his shoulder. "I love you too, Lou Bear."

He rested his head on mine and we sat like that for 15 minutes.

"What is this, a lovefest?" Liam said, walking in.

I giggled and got up. I kissed Louis for a few seconds before I grabbed my jar of Nutella off the counter. I walked to the living room and sat down on the couch.

Harry was asleep in one of the chairs. I smiled and set down my jar of Nutella. Then I got a blanket out of the closet and laid it over him. I kissed his forehead lightly and sat back down.

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When I woke up, it was 7 AM. The sunlight shone through the windows in the living room. I took the blanket off of me and opened the curtains.

"Morning, love," Louis whispered in my ear as he came behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Hey there, Lou Bear," I said with a smile.

"How's my amazing bad?" my Lou Bear said.

"What?" I said. "Are you drunk again, Tomlinson?"

"No!" Louis exclaimed. "Mal -- your nickname -- means bad in Spanish. Duh."

"I took French. Not Spanish," I said, turning around and giving Louis a peck on the cheek.

"What do you want to do today?" Louis said. "Last day as a human. We'll do whatever you want."

"Anything?" I said, my eyes gleaming.

--4 HOURS LATER.....--

We were sitting on a plane on our way to my home in Utah. Salt Lake City.

"Thanks so much, Louis," I said with a smile. "This means a lot to me."

"You're welcome," Louis said, who kissed my forehead and held onto my hand.

The intercom went on. "We should be landing in two and a half ho--"

The intercom went dead silent.

Then the power went out.

I looked outside and we were going down. Really fast.

"Louis," I whispered. "I'm scared."

"It's okay, love," Louis said, holding my hand tighter. "We'll be just fi--"

CRASH.

--A/N--

OMG. I loved writing this part. But don't worry, this isn't the end!! I'm hoping it won't be the end for a long time.

Also, I'm so sorry that it's short. School and drama and personal stuff. Bleghhh.

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xoxo Carly(: