Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Jealousy Or How I Found Louis In My Bed

Hi everyone, another sort of filler chapter, but I hope you enjoy it anyway. :) All the love, Summer xxx

The next few weeks passed in the blink of an eye. I tried to keep up with all the interviews they were doing which was kind of impossible because they seemed to be doing at least three a day. What I noticed while I watched them, was how much the interviewers still particularly liked to pick on Harry. Not everyone, for sure, but at least eight out of ten seemed to ask him about this one line in 'Perfect' or made him look like a womanizer and player, something I knew he was the complete opposite of.

I huffed in frustration and decided to text Harry, who I hadn't heard from in a couple of days. "Hey, are you okay? Haven't heard anything from you in a while. :) I've been trying to keep up with your interviews and I just wanted to tell you that I admire how you handle the same questions every single interview and the fact that they are still trying to make you look like a complete arse and womanizer which I know you're not. I wish I could come over and have a nice little chat with them, but unfortunately I'm stuck in England. Can't wait to see you again soon! C xxx Ps. You should probably hide your toothbrushes from Niall ;)"

I cuddled deeper into my pile of blankets. It had suddenly become super cold during the past few days, but at the same time Christmas was approaching with massive steps and with that the return of the boys and Louis' birthday. They would be back in three days and I was already counting down the hours until I would see them again. For obvious reasons I couldn't go and collect them from the airport, but I had promised both Harry and Louis to pop by really quickly the night they would arrive to say hello.

Louis had told me that he had made some plans for our date and I was very nervous about it. On the one hand, I was looking forward to going out on a date with Louis, but at the same time I was unsure if it would be weird or not. I couldn't even answer Lily when she had asked why it would be weird. Maybe it was because I still couldn't explain why he had chosen me of all people to go on a date with. Our date would be on the 19th of December, but he hadn't revealed anything else yet. Another big worry of mine were the paparazzi who could always find us, wherever Louis was taking me and I wasn't sure if I was ready to let the public know that i was dating Louis. My phone beeped and interrupted my thoughts about our date. Harry had sent me a text.

"Hi love, thank you for your text. Made my day. :) Please don't worry about me, I got used to it over the years. As long as people like you, who are important to me, know the truth, I try to ignore what the rest of the world is thinking. However, I would love to see you have a nice chat with some of the people. Can't wait to see you either, love. It's been too long. And I have already hidden my toothbrush, thanks. ;) All the love, H xxx" I smiled down at my phone, glad that he didn't let these idiots get to him. He deserved to be treated so much better than that. I turned the light of and quickly fell asleep, dreaming of defending a certain curly-haired lad with a big green toothbrush.

When I woke up the next morning, I wasn't alone in my bed. I squeaked and without thinking I hit the person with my pillow. "Ouch, I get that you're happy to see me but you don't have to hit me head, love!" I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I'd recognise that voice any time. "Louis?" I asked surprised. It was indeed Louis Tomlinson who was lying in my bed next to me, grinning widely. I poked his cheek and then pulled him into a hug. "Holy shit you are real!" I exclaimed. He laughed and hugged back just as tightly. "How are you here? I thought you weren't supposed to come back for another two days!"

I pulled away a little bit and saw the hint of a blush on Louis' face. "I couldn't wait another day. I missed you and my family too much." I grinned widely at him and suddenly became very much aware of how close our face were. Our eyes connected and I saw him fondly starring down at me. He cupped my cheek with his hand. "I missed you, love." I smiled widely at him. "I missed you, too, Lou. It's just not the same without you idiots around." Louis pretended to be hurt. "Idiots? I hope you are referring to the other three, love. Otherwise I might reconsider surprising you ever again by taking an early flight home and-." But I interrupted him by putting my finger over his lips. "Shut up and kiss me, Tomlinson." Louis' eyes lit up and he took my finger off his lips. "Your wish is my command." he said, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement. And then he kissed me.

Nothing was said for the next two minutes or so until I finally pulled away. "God, I bet I have morning breath and everything. And my hair must be a mess." I groaned and run my hand through my hair. Louis chuckled. "You look cute in the mornings, and I enjoy kissing you no matter what time of the day it is." He send me a cheeky wink and I blushed a bit. "Good to know." I said in a dry tone and pushed the blanket of my legs. I was only wearing an over-sized t-shirt and Louis' eyes wandered down to my bare legs until I cleared my throat. "My eyes are up here." His eyes shot up and I smirked.

"As much as I'd love to stay here in bed with you all day, I have to prepare for my exams and finish my last essay for this year." He pouted and I nearly gave in, but I really needed to finish my final essay on human rights that I was struggling with at the moment and I still needed to study for two exams. "I'm sorry, Lou. The essay is due tomorrow and I am not even close to finishing it and my exams are both on Friday, so I really have to study." He sighed and climbed out of my bed as well. "Don't worry about it, love. I know how important this is and I would hate to be the cause for you doing badly at university. Unfortunately, I have a very limited knowledge on international politics, otherwise I would have helped you study."

I squeezed his shoulder. "Thanks Lou, but maybe you could drive up to Doncaster and enjoy some time with your family. I'll see you on Sunday for your final performance, right?" He nodded and stood up. "Thank you so much for surprising me this morning. I can't imagine a better way to wake up." I told him and he smiled. He gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked out of my room. Twenty seconds later, he was back in my room and with three big steps, he was in front of me and crashed his lips onto mine. We kissed for a couple of seconds until he pulled back with a wide grin. "Now I'm okay to go." Whistling, he made his way to the front door and a few seconds later, he was gone. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and after a quick shower and some breakfast I went back to work and studied until late that night. I had taken two weeks off work for my studies and I was already regretting it because I was always tight on money and I still needed to shop for Christmas presents and something for Louis' birthday. 

When I was too tired to concentrate on anything complicated, I went on tumblr and saw some photos of Harry with Kendall Jenner. They looked amazing together and it was obvious that they got along well. I wondered whether they were just friends or more and a pang of jealousy shot through me. Shaking my head, I tried to ignore what I was feeling. I couldn't be jealous. I wasn't even allowed to be jealous. Harry and I were just friends and I was happy with Louis. He deserved to find an amazing girl who made him happy and if that girl was Kendall, so be it. I sighed and closed tumblr again. Maybe I should just go to bed. I needed to hand in my essay by noon tomorrow and had to do some last minutes studying for my exams, so sleep was essential. I got ready for bed, send Louis a good night text and then turned off my light.

However, I was wide awake and couldn't stop thinking about the photos of Harry and Kendall. She was really pretty and a lot more dating material for Harry then I would ever be. With a sigh, I rolled over and tried to think of something else. Louis popped into my head I smiled widely at the memories of his surprise visit this morning. I pulled the blanket up to my chin and with a small smile on my face, I finally fell asleep.