If You Like Me - A Louis Tomlinson Love Story (ON HOLD AS OF 5/20/14)

Chapter 7

I woke up just before my alarm went off, which is what normally happens. I opened my eyes and there he was, laying there, sleeping like a rock with the ghost of a smile on his face, his arm draped over my body. My phone was on the bedside table next to him and I wanted to turn my alarm off so it didn’t wake him up - but to do that I would have to reach over him. I gently pulled my arm out from where it had been trapped beneath his The action made him stir, but he didn’t wake up, and I didn’t wish for the alarm to wake him so I reached over him and grabbed my phone by the bottom corner. I struggled opening it and turning the alarm off, having to support my weight, and not touch Louis, with only one arm. It was all great until, well, my phone fell, and it hit the bed frame and the floor. My body drooped in defeat - wrong choice. It woke him up. His eyes opened and quickly found mine.

“Y’know” he started, “it’s not every day I wake up with a beautiful girl on top of me.” He said cockily, a smirk plastered to his face. A smile made it’s way to my mouth as I smacked his shoulder.

“Shut up.” I muttered as I pushed myself off of him, completely flushed. It was then, while I was moving from where I had been sprawled upon him,  that I noticed two things. The first thing I noticed was that he was shirtless. Let’s just say this - I didn’t hate the sight. The second thing I noticed was that he had, um, a little friend that decided to visit him this morning. He saw my gaze wandering across his body and he raised his eyebrows.

“You like what you see?” He questioned with a wink. Yes. Of course I did! But I wasn’t going to say anything, so I bit the inside of my lip. That was my second wrong choice of the morning. His hand ran up my thigh, and then continued up, underneath my shirt, grasping at my waist and pulling me back down to him.

His lips instantly found mine, our mouths molding together in a matter of seconds. One hand was still attached to my waist while the other was slowly making it’s way up my shirt along my stomach. The hand at my waist pulled my body closer to his and I felt his “little friend” pressed against my upper thigh. And just as his hand moved up, and slowly grazed the material of my bra, someone knocked on my door. His hands immediately left their places on my body and I swiftly - and, surprisingly, semi-gracefully - rolled off of him, and the bed, and then stood up. I combed my fingers through my hair and I walked to the door. I opened it slowly, poking my head out just enough to see who it was.

I looked into the hallway to see my sister standing there.

“Autumn! What the hell?! Why aren’t you at school?!” I yelled at her.

“Cause i knew you didn’t have class this morning so Austin was gonna take me but then he told me he was gonna ditch with Chris - and we all know what they’re gonna go do - so now I’m stuck here and-” there was a thud in my room followed by the sound of shuffling feet. “What was that?” She asked, trying to look into my room. I immediately stepped in front of her.

“Nothing.” I said simply.

“Bull.” Autumn replied, staring me down. I sighed, glancing behind me at Louis, who looked like a deer caught in the headlights, and then stepped out into the hallway with my sister, shutting the door behind me. Autumn’s eyes widened.

“Do you have a guy in there?” She whisper-yelled at me. I flushed.

“Um... yeah. But before you go jumping to concl-”

“Taylor! Do mom and dad know he’s here?”

“Dad does but-”

“Mom doesn’t? She’s gonna freak!”

“Autumn, back up a sec-”

“Is he your boyfriend? Were you guys being safe? What about Matt?! We like Matt! Why would you do this to him?! I’m disap-”