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Chapter 37

~A/N~

Here's some good news; I'm gonna start updating this story more often bc I want to enter the Watty awards and I can't unless the story is completed.. so yay :D
Unrelated to that, there are gonna be like 4 more chapters (not counting this one) + the epilogue, and I'm going to try and finish the story in the next 2-3 weeks since I know what's going to happen. hehe. now you can enjoy this chapter! x

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"One last time, are you sure you packed everything?"

I sighed. "I don't even care anymore."

With my eyes half closed, I dragged myself to Caitlyn's car, literally leaving my suitcase outside as I opened the door and threw myself across the back seats.

It was one thing to celebrate the end of the exam week; but the last week of school, last day of school? That's a whole other level of partying. A level that most people couldn't handle, even the ones who keep convincing themselves that they can. For example, me.

I didn't drink or anything, thank God. I don't even want to think about what I'd be like if I'd had even one bottle of beer. But staying up until 7:30 in the morning and then getting only 2 hours of sleep after 9 straight hours of continuously jumping around, is something I wasn't quite used to.

"Alright," I heard Louis say, as he finished putting our bags in Cait's trunk, just when I'd started dozing off. "Are you sure you're okay then?" He asked as he sat down next to me, putting my legs in his lap.

I sighed again. "Yeah. I think I'm gonna manage to stay awake during the ride. I'm gonna need some distractions, but..."

"I think I've thought of something."

I turned around so I was on my back, and frowned at Louis, amused. "Like what?" I asked with a smirk, even though I was tired out of my mind, and could barely sit up.

Luckily, it's like Louis heard my last thought; he smirked as well, and lowered himself down so his face was above mine, taking his time before finally kissing me.

I was almost tempted to ask him to stop, since I thought I really couldn't manage doing anything. But, just like every other time, Louis' lips convinced me it's the opposite.

My hands quickly found his cheeks, and I even sat up a little so I could deepen the kiss. I was still tired and knew that we couldn't do anything there, but I just couldn't stop. It's the stupid effect he had on me. Like coffee and energy drinks mixed together.

I felt Louis' hands come around me, as he made himself more comfortable between my legs. I giggled a little in the kiss when one of his hands traveled up my back, but he ended up groaning against my lips when he realized I was wearing a sports bra. Ha.

"Louis," I said, a bit whiney, as I pulled away from him with difficulty. "We can't do it here."

"Why not?" He actually asked that question, quietly, brushing his nose against mine. "Last time I checked, you're quite familiar with kinks."

"Louis!" I repeated, this time hitting his shoulder lightly to push him away, making him laugh in the end. How dare he make me blush. "Even so, I don't want to have sex in the back of my best friend's car."

"Why not?" Louis asked again. "Her and Devon probably did it too."

"Oh my God," I said, pushing him off of me completely so I could sit up. "Ew, ew, ew. That is just disgusting."

When he didn't say anything for a few seconds, I turned my head to look at him; he was staring in front of himself, looking like he was deep in thought. I immediately knew what he was thinking about.