"Who are you?" she asked as I walked her into the house. "I'm Louis," I answered placing her onto the couch and sitting down next to her. "You look like a unicorn. Are you a unicorn?" she asked, feeling my face. I laughed knowing that the drugs were still in high effect. I would rather have loopy, out of it Y/N rather than the Y/N I was going to get later when she was in pain. I didn't want to see her in pain, I knew that it was going to hurt to see her that way. "I'm not a unicorn. Are you a unicorn?" I asked, taking her hands off of my face and holding them in mine. She looked at herself up and down, laughing as she did so. "No, I don't think so. I need to look in a mirror to make sure though," she said, attempting to get off of the couch. I pulled her back before she got up. "No you don't. You need to rest. I know you're not a unicorn," I smiled, placing a kiss on her cheek. She pushed me away quickly and took my hands from hers. "You're not my boyfriend don't do that," she said, wiping her cheek. "I am in fact your boyfriend." "Really?" she asked, eyes bulging out in surprise. I nodded, to which she smiled and threw her hands around me. "It's nice to meet you boyfriend. I'm Y/N." I laughed, this would have been great to videotape.
