Louis: “You wouldn’t DARE!” You screech and begin running away from Louis.
“No running!” someone shouts, but Louis just laughs and continues his pursuit. You turn around to face him again and you both freeze. He begins slowly moving towards you.
“Louis.. LOUIS.” You repeat, indignant. “Louis I don’t want to get my hair wet!!”
He laughs. “But you look so sexy with wet hair.” He grins mischievously.
“LOUIS!” you scream as he closes the distance between you and throws you over his shoulder. You steady yourself by placing your hands on the wet skin of his back, still screaming his name.
“I’ll make you pay for this you meanie!” you shout, trying to contain your laughter and maintain a fake annoyance.
“I was hoping you’d say that.” He shouts back, laughing, before tossing you into the pool. You scream during your descent, but your voice is quickly muffled by the water. Louis dies laughing.
“You okay?” he asks, still laughing, when your head pops out of the water.
“Lucky for you, yes.” You reply, partially miffed, partially giddy. “Give me a hand.” You say, reaching out for him.
“Oh, fine.” He says, pretending to be annoyed, and reaches down to help you out. Instead of letting him haul you up, though, you forcibly pull back on his hand, making him loose his balance and fall into the water next to you.
“How very dare you, you cheeky woman!” he yells after he finds his footing and tackles you in an underwater hug. After many bubbles and play fighting, you both surface and he corners you at the side of the pool.
“You can’t be mad because now we’re even.” You inform as he hovers closer.
“You know, you’re right.” He says with a playful smirk, water dripping from his soaked fringe. “So instead of being mad, I think I’ll just kiss you instead. Do you think that’s a good option?” he asks with sass.
“Hmm.. yes… I suppose so.” You reply, pretending to think about it. He chuckles and begins to kiss you as he lifts you up to sit on the side of the pool. You bend down to continue kissing him as the water trails off your back. He pulls away, extending his arms and resting his hands on either side of your legs.
“You are an incredible woman.” He says, locking eyes with you, but giving you a playful smile. You grin and lean down to kiss him again, then give a small laugh.
“Um, now is the part where you say how wonderful I am.” He informs cheekily. You laugh.
“Oh right. You’re pretty wonderful, Louis Tomlinson.” You laugh, your face close to his.
“Do you really think so?” he asks sarcastically, his voice louder than before. You giggle. You love it when he makes a scene.
“Yes. Yes I do.” You grin and he chuckles as you slide into the pool in front of him, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I think you’re quite wonderful.” You repeat as he buries his face in your neck, making you erupt into laughter.
