Imagine being best friends with Louis since you were little, and you've had feelings for him for a while now, but didn't want to say anything in fear of him not feeling the same way. You're at his house on the weekend and you're baking a cake together, "Hey, Y/N!" You hear as you're mixing the ingredients in the bowl. You turn to look at him and you catch a glimpse of his mischievous smile before you get a face full of flour. You stand there, rooted to the spot, jaw dropped and eyes wide before you hear Louis say from right behind you, "Close your mouth, Love, you'll catch flies." He then starts laughing hysterically as you turn around to look at him. You wipe some of the excess flour off your face onto your hand, then onto his cheek, running away after you did so, nearly falling over due to the fit of giggles taking over your body. "You are SO going to pay for that, Y/N!" You hear Louis yell as he chases after you and you can't help but laugh even more. You can hear him coming up behind you, but you can't seem to make your legs go any faster, you feel his strong arms wrap around your waist, stopping you from going anywhere. His arms holding your body close to his brings butterflies into your stomach. All of a sudden he turns you around so he can see your face and you can't help but notice the little space left between your bodies that you so desperately wish wasn't there. He had a little twinkle in his eye when he put a dot of flour onto your nose, before bringing your body closer to his so that the only space between you, was between your lips. "I've wanted to do this for a long time, and I'm sorry in advance, but I can't resist you right now," he whispers against your lips because connecting them in a passionate kiss.
