simon's daughter // l.t.

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Skylar

"Niall James Horan, if you eat that fucking marsh- no logs go beside the fire!" I yelled at the boys in frustration. Louis came up to me, dragging me into the kitchen. "Babe, calm down. I know you want everything to be perfect, but calm down." He leaned down embracing me in a tight hug. I sighed into his chest, "I know, it's just I haven't seen her in so long."

"Then how about you go sit down while we set everything up?" Louis proposed, pulling away to look down at me. I shook my head, "I have to help." Louis sighed, grabbing my hand and leading us towards the kitchen. He grabbed two aprons before turning around to smirk at me. "Then we'll cook."

two hours later

"You two better have made a truckload of food because I am tired and ready to eat." Niall came inside, rambling like a true Irish man. I noticed how sweaty all of them were and immediately cringed. "First you need to shower, the must is enough to make anyone pass out."

"You're talking muffin man." Niall said back to Louis making me giggle. Zayn swallowed back a laugh as I began humming the familiar tune. Louis rolled his eyes before pulling me into his room. He hoped into the shower while I decided to just lay on some deodorant. Laziness. As I was putting my hair up, Louis waltzed out of the bathroom with jeans on but no top. "Babe, do you know where my sweatshirt is? The blin-" He stopped short at the sight of me. I blushed, pointing to his sweatshirt. "This one?"

"Why are you wearing it, baby?" He asked teasingly. He began walking closer to me, making me take a step back for every step he took forward. "You know! Because all my shirts are dirty and shit-" I stopped mid way when I realized Louis was pointing at my full closet filled with newly cleaned clothes. "Really? Because I think you just wanted to wear my shirt. Does that sound right?"

"Not really," I whispered breathlessly as his hot breath blew over my neck. Before I managed to get anything else out, Lou's lips smashed into mine feverishly. There was no teasing or anything. His hands went down to my bum, giving it a hard squeeze. My hands were trailing all over his bare chest as he began to make a love bite after removing my top. I reached my hands out to unbuckle his pants, ignoring the sound of the door opening. I heard a screech, but Lou and I kept going at it. Who knew we were so sex driven? I slipped out of my shorts before straddling Louis who was sitting in the middle of the bed. He moaned loudly as I grinded our lower halves together. Throughout our moans, I heard voices coming closer to the room. Louis flipped us over, his hand cupping one of my breasts. "Lou-" I moaned out as he began to pepper kisses down my stomach. All of a sudden, I was picked up, along with Louis. I screamed out, struggling in, what looked to be, Harry's grip. Louis was trying to escape Liam's grip while the other boy just stood to the side.

"Guests are arriving, Louis, you have to say hello!" Liam exclaimed to him as he continued to struggle. Louis groaned out when I tried to squirm out of Harry's grip. Thank god he's gay. "I don't give want to do that! I want to do Skylar." I almost moaned out if it wasn't for all the people in the room. Liam released Louis at the same time Harry released me. They all ran out the room, but not before Liam reminded us of how long we have. "You guys have five minutes."

Louis flipped him off before hovering over me. I pulled on the silly necklace he had put on earlier, forcing his lips on mine. I could feel his bulge through his boxers, making me groan. Louis nuzzled his head in my neck before his hand traveled down further. I tugged on his hair, trying to control the profanities that wanted to come out of my mouth. Louis' lips placed a soft kiss on mine before standing up. "You can wear my sweatshirt, baby."

"We should go," I reminded him as I stood in front of him, "We should." He agreed. But we didn't move. I sighed, bringing my lips to his ear. "Later." With that, I walked the other way, brushing my bum against his crotch. Louis let out a low groan before following my actions in putting on our clothes. He had to find a different shirt though. I walked downstairs, glaring at Liam who was smirking at me. Before I walked over to him, arms tackled me into a bear hug. "Who the fuck are you?" I screamed against their grip, completely shocked. I saw a blur of black and I immediately knew it was Mel. "Melanie! You little shit!"

"You're talking, popstar with hot boys wherever she goes!" I gave her a fake smile before properly hugging her. As she let go, she raised an eyebrow at my sweatshirt. "I'm guessing it's the boyfriends, yes?"

"Yes! Lovely to meet you, I am Louis Tomlinson of One Direction, of Doncaster, of my mum's uterus." I shoved my face into my hands, giggling slightly. Louis gripped my waist, turning me so I faced him. Mel cooed, making me glare at her. She laughed at my face before saying hi to the other lads. Louis smiled down at me, pecking my forehead before intertwining our fingers. He leaned down to whisper in my ear, brushing his lips against it. "We'll scream at the top of our lungs, and they'll think it's just 'cause we're young, and we'll feel so alive."
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two hours later

"Don't even think about telling them about that time! Such a bad period of time!" I exclaimed in protest as Mel continued her long list of embarrassing things. It's as if she came here just to share them all. All of them. She continued and I flicked her off before hugging her tightly. She had to go back to the U.S. tonight, sadly, and she was about to go to the airport to catch her flight. Louis tugged me away as I watched her leave, all the lads were gone, and we were left with our house. That's a weird thing to say honestly. Louis brought me into our room, pushing me against the door as it closed. He groaned when I slipped away from his grip and into the bathroom, "Not fair, tonight has been torture."

"Not just for you, babe." I muttered to myself. Or myself and Louis because apparently he was right behind me. He gently moved my hair to the side, staring at me through the mirror. His lips softly pecked my neck, leaving small marks every-now and then. I leaned into his grip as he began to kiss my lips. He turned me around, lifting me onto the sink. I wrapped my legs around his torso, pulling his hips into mine. Louis moaned loudly before deepening the kiss. He softly nibbled on my bottom lip before our tongues met. Between kisses, he had led me to the bed. "Then let's do something about it then."

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- Chemmy xx