Texting You(Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)~ UNDER EDITING ~

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

FINALLY! YAAY!! I just got 1K reads! You guys are honestly the best. I never thought I would even get 1K. Hell, i never even thought id get 500! so thank you so much for reading!!!!So, I'm starting high school, plus I'm having a major case of writers block. I need a few fillers, but I don't want them boring, and I had this idea so sorry if you hate it :/ Here's chapter 17!!

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(Louis' P.O.V.)

"You know your beautiful, right?" I whispered as I watched O play with Marshie, a little s,ole on her face. She had just gotten her arm cast off, and only 3 more months with the leg one on. There was doodles and signatures all over it, she even let some of her fans sign it.

"We should do something today, I mean you have off and it'd be nice." She whispered, looking up after the words escaped her mouth, with those big, sparkly blue eyes that I just had to give in to.

"But what?" I looked up at her, there wasn't much to do, it was storming and she couldn't go swimming, or anything over active really.

"Hmmmm." She sat there thinking for awhile, while I just looked like a idiot. She always bit her lip or played with her hair when she thought, and you could always tell just when she had gotten a idea because she always smiled that adorable tiny little smile.

Suddenly the lights went down, a small yelp escaping her mouth, as she suddenly scooted close to my side and hugged me tight. I wrapped a arm around her waist, and reached out for Marshie in the darkness, the spot she was laying in still a little warm.

"Marshie?" O whispered, after noticing my searching hand had been searching for a little too long.

"She must've hid somewhere in the hotel room, considering the powers out..." I whispered, kissing her cheek gently.

"She's a kitten, if we don't find her I know she's going to get into some trouble." She sat up a bit more, crawling to the end of the bed. "Marshhhiiieee, come here baby." She clapped her hands softly as I stood up, looking around for a flashlight. I couldn't see a thing, and I was pretty sure there was no flash light in this room.

I heard muffled shouts out in the hallway and then a knock on our door, so I stumbled through the darkness to the door opening it to see a person who most likely worked there.

"There's a severe thunderstorm that might turn into a tornado that has cut our power off, you have to get downstairs as soon as possible Mr.Tomlinson." He flashed his flashlight at me, the bright light blinding me for a second.

"How long do you think we have?" I asked, a little worried about Marshie now.

"We'll I'd give you 5 minutes about if you have anything important in the hotel." He said briskly, then moved along down the hall, knocking on doors.

"Louis, please find her." Olivia sounded like she was about to cry. Instantly, I searched the floor through the dark abyss, not hearing a single mew from the little thing or feeling any little fury warm kittens, and before I knew it the guy was back.

"You guys have to get downstairs, immediately." He said, as O let out a small whimper, a sigh escaping my lips.

"Belle we have to go without-"

"No! I'm not leaving this room without Marshie." She cut me off, worry obvious in her tone.

"But O-"

"No Louis! We can't!" She yelled, then I heard her broken sob and my instincts took over and I sat right on the bed next to her, holding her close and rocking us back and forth slowly.