Broken Walls *AU*// L.T.

7. Explaining

Camilla P.O.V.

"Oh, fuck it." I whispered, before grabbing his cheeks in my hands and pressing my lips to his. I honestly don't care. He has tried so hard to get me to understand that he loves me, and now I finally do understand.

He stumbled back a bit from my force, and caught himself on my bed. He sat down and pulled me by my hips onto him, his lips moulding with mine. He flipped me over so I was under him, and my arms flew up around his neck. He bit down on my bottom lip and asked for entrance, and I obliged. His tongue battled with mine, and I wrapped my legs around his torso. He grinded his hips into mine and I moaned. I could feel him smirk, and I giggled. But he immediately stopped moving his lips and sat up away from me, my legs dangling freely now.

I opened my eyes and sat up, looking at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Louis? What's wrong?" I asked him. He just shook his head and looked down at his lap.

"Cami... before this goes any further... how do you feel about me?" He asked, playing with the fingers. I was abit taken back by his question.

"Uh... I'm not really sure. I mean.. I'm confused. I like you, but I don't love you again yet like when we were little. You bullied me and I still don't know the reason. If you want a real relationship, you have to tell me the reason Louis." I told him. His eyes perked up and he smiled.

"Really? A relationship?" He asked hopefully. Did I really say relationship? I guess I did.

"uh... Louis I-" I was about to answer him when I heard my mum calling me. "Hold that thought."

I got up from my bed and walked to my door, Louis following my actions. I opened the door and walked down the stairs quickly , into the living room.

"So, Jay and Anne are here to help with the garden. Harry is drinking some tea in the kitchen, and the girls are out back. Are you feeling better?" Mum asked. I nodded.

"Just some stomach issues." I lied and she smiled. I hate lying to my mum.

"Okay, well there are some snacks on the counter, you guys may hang out downstairs and plat some games I guess." She told me and I nodded. She walked into the kitchen and out the glass doors to out back. I was immediately yanked into the downstairs bathroom before I could go in the kitchen to greet Harry.

I turned on the light and Louis was standing against the wall.

"The reason is because my dad came back into my life for a few months and I actually had hope he'd stay, but he left again. I just got mixed up with the wrong crowd and I was really angry about him leaving my mother I took it out on you. I never meant to, you were like a sister ro me, I loved you with all my heart, I just needed someone to blame." He explained, with glossy eyes. I sat on the sink counter across from him. I reached mg hand up to cup his cheek.

"I never knew that. I know you're the one that should be saying sorry, but I'm sorry for you and jay. I really am. It isn't your fault and you shouldn't of took your anger out anyone." I explained, looking into his eyes. He bit his lip and dropped his head.

"I know, I know and I'm sorry." He sighed. "Do you hate me?"

"No, no Louis, its the exact opposite. I like you a lot. " I confessed and he smiled.

"Okay, Thankyou." He said.

"For what?" I laughed.

"I don't know... understanding." He told me. I leaned in and pecked his cheek.

"You're welcome. I'm not going to hold a grudge forever." I smiled and he rested his forhead on mine.

"So... what do we do now?" He asked. I shrugged and huffed.

"I don't know. I guess we are gonna have to just hang out together and see what happens?" I asked and he nodded. I hopped off the counter and hugged him briefly before opening the bathroom door.

"Be nice to Harry, from now on, okay?" I told him and he rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, as long as he keeps his hands off you." He told me and I smiled on the inside. Louis really does like me.

I'm not really sure how to feel about that still.

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