Assassin After My Heart [Zouis]

Stop Being A Bitch!

CHAPTER 27:

A MONTH LATER

ZAYN'S POV

"I'm going with you!"

"Stop being a bitch Louis! No!"

"I- what- bitch? Well you're a- a bigger bitch then! And I'm going with you to Ireland, and that's final," Louis stated firmly, banging his fist on the kitchen island.

I sighed in annoyance, running my hands over my face. "Why?" I asked simply. Why was he insisting on meeting my family so much?

I was so damn nervous to even go back to my family home. Won't it be amusing for my parents, opening the door to see your supposedly dead son standing behind it with a stupid smile on his face?

"Well, 'cos, I want to go with you, to make sure that you don't run away from this, as you've been putting this off for the past month!"

"What are you, my mum?!" I snorted.

Louis smirked, crossing over to the other side of the marble island, and wrapping his arms around my waist. "No, but I am your boyfriend. Now come on, would you resist me?" he murmured, looking up at me with those clear blue eyes, and biting his bottom lip and... God damn it!

"You're so mean," I groaned, as Louis pulled me even closer, no space between our chests.

"But you gotta love it," Louis sang, continuing that catchy song of that stupid boyband we'd heard on the radio.

"And I just can't let you go," I finished, tilting his head up, and connecting our lips. Yep. Kissing Louis never gets old.

Our little kiss had now escalated to a full blown make-out session, and we were now tangled on our couch, representing the beginnings of a proper smutty scene.

"So," Louis asked cheekily, leaning his chin on my stomach, "I'm coming with you, right?" I groaned, knowing that I couldn't do anything to sway Louis. I had been trying to for so long, and every time, the bastard would just distract me with those heavenly kisses of his.

"Yeah, okay. Fine," I gave in.

"Yay, be right back!" Louis cheered, and then pecking me on the lips one last time, got off my lap and ran to our room, while I availed the opportunity to admire his sexy boxer clad bum from behind.

And yes, our room. I had moved back in with Louis after I'd gotten released from the hospital, seeing as most of my stuff was already at Louis' place.

But then, living in the same apartment, it was proving really hard for us to... stay away from the other. So, a few days later, I had asked Louis to be my boyfriend. And he had thankfully, said yes. Simple as that. Now, tomorrow, it will be three weeks since we've been together. Wow, I'm turning into a sap.

"Hey again!" And Louis resumed his position on my lap, powering on the laptop he had brought. I leaned my chin on his shoulder, as I pulled open a travel agency site, and purchased two tickets to Ireland.

I slammed the laptop shut, setting it aside. "There. Happy?" I asked rhetorically, rolling my eyes.

"Very," Louis smirked, carding his fingers through my hair, and I let him.

~*~

A WEEK LATER

LOUIS' POV

"Would you calm down, Zayn?" I sighed, placing my hand on his continuously bouncing knee. I looked up at the board displaying the flight numbers, and our flight was about to board in fifteen minutes.