Let Me Kiss You (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

A/N naw. Cute cheesy ending last time. :)

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Julia POV

Ugh. It seems really hot. It's only supposed to be about 70 ish degrees today. Wait. Someone's in bed with me. WHAT.

Oh. Wait. Totally forgot. I'm dating Louis. I look up at Louis and see he's smiling in his sleep. He's an angel. His hair looks like it usually does. Bed-headish. His slight facial hair is showing. His mouth-

"Take a picture, it'll last longer" Louis says with his morning voice. He still has his eyes closed and I blush furiously. I need to stop staring. Or just stop getting caught. I'll choose the latter.

"Morning Louis." I smile, hiding my face in his chest. I hear his laugh rumble throughout his chest and I hug him one last time before getting up. He groans and turns his back to me, grabbing the covers and almost disappearing into them. Someone's not a morning person.

"I'm going to take a shower. There's a guest shower down the hall." I say, grabbing a plain red tshirt and black-ripped-all-over-the-front skinny jeans. Louis puts his arm in the air and shoos me out of the room with a hand gesture.

"Rude. This is my room anyways." I laugh at his actions and sleepiness. I wonder if I slept ok. I know I'm a restless sleeper. All I do is movie. And I hog covers. This was probably one of his worst nights.

I close the door and make sure it's locked. Being the worry wart I am, I keep shaking the doorknob to see if it opens. After I've checked 20 times and the door still doesn't open, I strip out of my pjs and step into the cold water. I keep it cold so I'm alert for the day.

After I tame my mane and get dress for the day, I walk into my room to see an empty bed. He actually got up, wow. I grab my phone off the table and walk into the kitchen. Dyandra's siting at the dining table sipping her morning coffee while Louis's staring at the toaster.

"Good morning Julia." Dyandra smiles at me. Her smile falters and she molds towards Louis mouthing 'did you'. 'No!' I shake my hands in front of me. 'We were both clothed. Plus, I fell asleep during the movie.' I mouth and Dyandra nods, believe my statement. It's true we didn't.

"Good morning love." Louis smiles warmly at me as I walk in. He kisses my forehead and two pieces of toast pop out of the toaster. He butters them both and hands me one. I smile at him and take my piece.

"Thank you, Louis." I smile at him and take a bite. It's a bit on the too crunchy side, but I ignore it. He meant it when he said he can't cook.

"When did the others go home?" I ask Dyandra, finishing up my piece of toast.

"Right after the movie ended. Niall felt bad about your pillows and left some money to buy new ones." Dyandra places her mug in the the sink and I feel bad. I didn't mean for them to pay for new pillows. I was just a little mad, that's all.

"Were you uncomfortable?" I turn on my heel to face Louis.

"Eh. A little. But I didn't mind." Louis says, smiling at the end of the sentence.

"I've got to get back to my place. I'll see you later, love. Bye." Louis says, placing a kiss on my forehead and walking out the door. I smile and blush profoundly. Dyandra starts laughing and I shoot her a death glare/what's-so-funny look.

"It's just. You used to not even like or care for the boys or their band. Now you're, like, head over heal for this boy. It's cute. I hope Niall asks me out." Dyandra thinks out loud.

"He really seems to like you. He probably will." I smile and shrug. Dyandra's draw drops.

"I said that out loud?" She says, her jaw still hanging.

"Yeah."

"I'm gunna go lay down." Dyandra mumbles and I laugh. I sit down on the couch and turn on the news.

"Niall Horan, international popstar from One Direction, was seen eating lunch with a mystery girl on Saturday. Who is she? Are they together?" The news anchor said. I laugh loudly until two very familiar people pop up on the screen.

"And Louis Tomlinson, also from One Direction, was also seen with a mystery girl on multiple accounts." Different pictures of me and Louis come on the screen. I pull out my phone and text Louis

'To: Louis ;)

Are you watching channel 4 news?'

'From: Louis ;)

Yeah.'

I look up at the tv and see me and Louis hand in hand at the mall, hand in hand at the store, and in my car singing and laughing.

"Who are these girls?"

Then my phone tweets, indicating I got a tweet. Then another. Then another. And 10 more. Then 20. What?!

I open my twitter and see tweets about me and Louis.

A few 'Congrats.' Show up but it's mostly 'How dare you take my Louis!' Or 'I will find out where you live!' And other threats. I then receive a text.

'From: Louis ;)

Turn off your twitter notifications and don't pay attention to them. They can't let me be with who I want, I swear.'

I sigh and put my phone down. What have I gotten myself into? Is this what it's always going to be like?

This is going to be strange.

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A/N this ones kinda short, sorry.