Queen of hearts ~ a Louis Tomlinson fanfic-BEING FIXED

Chapter 8~ Holiday Inn

Here we are.

Yesterday this house looked big. It looked modern. It looked like any one who lived inside would be happy, rich. But after my experience with it yesterday I get a different feeling. Inside her house, Mia seemed fragile. She seemed so depressed...Like a different person. And maybe that's who the real Mia Carter is.

Maybe I'll never know who the real Mia Carter is. This is all a game, after all. And as soon as she admits that she loves me, it will be over. I will have won, and my life will go back to normal.

I raise my hand to press the door bell, but the door swings open before the annoying chime can start to play.

Mia stands before me In a short blue dress. It fits her nicely, showing off her curves and thin stomach. She's as tall as I am tonight. The extra inches on her heels have her face level with mine. For once. Her hair is pulled back into a thick pony tail. A purple necklace sits square on her shoulders.

Purple is always, some how incorporated into her look. I realize suddenly.

She bites her lip, and chuckles. Striking a dramatic pose. "Like what you see?" She asks me through a huge grin. Her perfect eye brow shoots up in wonderment as she awaits my answer. Though she already knows what it will be.

She looks gorgeous tonight.

"Hmm. Sexy." I whisper, snaking my arm around her back and pulling her into my side.

A surprised squeal escapes her parted lips, as she's presses into my side. I draw my lips to hers and hold her against me, our lips not yet brushing. My large hand cradles her small back.

" Did you miss me?" I whisper, my words blown onto her quivering lips. Her long eyelashes fan over her tan skin, her eyes scan my lips, full of yearn .

"Of course, isn't every girlfriend supposed to Miss their boyfriend?" She asks calmly, but her heart is beating roughly against mine.

We're teasing each other. Our lips are so close but we aren't allowing them to touch.

"Do you love your boyfriend?" I ask softly, taking in her full lips with my gaze.

She chuckles, well aware of what in trying to do. "I'm not going down that easy, Louis." She tells me, curving her warm fingers around the back of my neck. "I plan to win." She notifies me haughtily.

The warm breeze blows past us, a strand of her hair blows over her glossy lips. I reach up, and brush it to the side. "Well so do I."

"What WILL we do about that?" I whisper teasingly, the last of my words vanishing as she leans in closer.

I can feel her chest heave as she moves in, her lips just inches from mine, they draw open slightly...

"WOULD YOU TWO STOP MAKING OUT AND GET IN THE CAR?!? I DONT HAVE ALL DAY YOU KNOW!!" Matt hollers, honking the horn like mad man.

I need my own fucking car.

And a new fucking best friend too. I add angrily.

Mia pulls away, and winks at me, then walks over to the car.

"Mathew!" I hear her exclaim.

Rolling my eyes I head over to where matts parked.

"No. Nuh uh." I whine when I see Mia in the front seat. "Get out."

She stares up at me innocently. "I called shot gun."

"Too bad I did first. Come on queen I'm not pulling into the restaurant in the back seat. Get out." I order bossily.