A/N- Hey guys! Sorry it took me so long to update but the website wouldn't let me on and I have been having some writers block, haha. Anyways, here is chapter five. I hope you guys like it. :)
*Jenna*
"Why do you look so happy? Did the date with Evan go well last night?" Analise smirked as I walked into my office the next day. The smile plastered on my face was a result of my night with Louis, not Evan. After the kiss we shared on the street we went back to his place and just talked. He told me more about Eleanor and his life before the band. I finally ended up falling asleep on his couch but when I woke up I was alone in his bed. I came to the conclusion that Louis carried me in there when I found him passed out on the couch with a blanket covering his lower half. He wasn't wearing a shirt, leaving his ink covered torso exposed. I left a note for Louis explaining that I had to leave for work and that I would call him later before leaving his flat.
"You could say that." I smirked back before closing the door after me. I had a few hours before my first appointment so I used it to send try and call Louis. I found his name in my phone and hit send. The call went directly to voice mail. My heart stopped for a split second before I convinced myself that it probably either died or he turned it off before he went to bed last night and he just hadn't woken up yet. I left a simple message for him to call me as soon as he could before turning my phone on vibrate and slipping it into my jacket pocket.
"Jenna, you, um. You have a visitor." Analise pokes her head in and I'm curious as to what can make her so nervous.
"Will you just let me go in." I hear a voice ask behind her and it takes everything I have not to let the huge smile threatening to break through show. She looks at me for an answer and all I do is nod my head. She nods back before opening the door and letting Louis in.
"Let me know if you need anything." She tells me, eyeing Louis like she wants to hit him.
"What is her problem? I don't remember her being a total bitch." Louis grumbled after she shut the door.
"She isn't a bitch, she just remembers the last time you were here." I shiver at the thought of what happened. I start to say more but before I can Louis' arms are around my waist and his lips are on mine. I wrap my arms around his neck, my lips moving in synce with his. His tongue runs along my bottom lip, asking for access that I grant. He lifts me so that I'm sitting on my desk before moving himself inbetween my legs. His lips left mine to trail kisses down my jaw to my neck.
"Louis." I lightly moan. "Louis, we can't do this here." I try to push him away. He stops for a moment, smirking at me.
"Sure we can." He winks before walking to the door and locking it. My jaw drops as he turns back to me and returns to his previous position. His mouth finds mine again as my hands tangle themselves in his hair. His hands slowly moves up my legs, stopping on my hips. He pulls me to meet him at the edge of the desk, my legs wrapping around him.
"Jenna, why is the door locked?" Analise bangs on the door. "Do you need help? Should I call the police!" She somewhat yells, trying to open the door.
"No Analise. Everything is fine." I try to hide the laugh bubbling in my throat.
"Well your next appointment is here." She replies, sounding confused.
"Alright, I will be out in a minute." I assure her. I turned my attention back to Louis, whose head was now resting on my shoulder. He shook his head, letting out a groan.
"Can't you just cancel?" He whined.
"No I can't cancel." I laughed at him. "But we can finish this later." I smirked as he peeked up at me.
"I'm going to hold you to that." He smirked back before kissing me one last time. "I will see you when you get off. Meet me at my place." He winked before unlocking the door and leaving.
"Wha- Oh sweet Jesus Jenna! Have you lost your mind!?" Analise gasped, walking in after Louis left. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." My voice came out weaker than I intended. I silently cursed myself for not being able to hide things well.
"Oh bull, Jenna! You look like a teenage girl that just got caught making out under the bleachers! Your hair is a mess and your lipstick is smeared." I smacked away her hands, which were trying to fix my hair. I ran my fingers through my hair, taming it before pulling a small mirror out of my purse. I laughed at my reflection, red smeared around my lips. I grabbed a tissue and wiped it all off. "I really hope you know what you're getting yourself into, Jenna." Analise sighed, worry written all over her face.
"Me too." I replied, somewhat worried myself.
A/N- I know its short. Sorry guys. It's kind of a filler chapter, but I have a plan! I hope you guys like it. I hate to do this but I feel like not a lot of people enjoy this story so can I get 5 votes or comments on this chapter to let me know what you think? If I do then I will post chapter six! Deal? Love you guys! Follow me on Twitter- Danikins5SOS and Crazy4Hazz
