Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Surprise Visit Or How My Mum Is Embarrassing

Hi everyone, I am definitely on a roll today, probably trying to make up for the past two weeks. I hope you enjoy this chapter! All the love, Summer xxx

Christmas passed in a bliss of happiness and good memories. All three of us tried to savour every single moment, spending the evenings talking until one of us would fall asleep in front of the fire. I didn't want to leave my parents and go back to London, but I knew that I had to leave on the 30th of December if I wanted to make it to Louis' New Year's Eve party without being completely exhausted from the journey. Two days after Christmas, I got a text from Louis around lunch time. "Look out of the window. Xxx" I hastily walked over to my window and looked outside. Louis Tomlinson was standing in our driveway, leaning against his car, looking better than ever. I let out a squeal and rushed downstairs, not even taking time to put some shoes on instead of slippers and yanked the door open.

Louis was indeed standing in our driveway with a wide grin on his face. I laughed, run outside and jumped into his arms. "What are you doing here, you idiot?" I asked him and wrapped my legs around his waist. He supported my weight with his hands, definitely enjoying the chance to squeeze my bum. I looked up at him and he grinned down at me, his eyes twinkling with happiness. "I missed you. I knew you weren't doing well so I thought I'd come by for a couple of hours and here I am." He gently sat me down and instead cupped my face with his hands. I blushed a bit. "Hi." I said breathlessly and he chuckled and smiled back at me. "Hi, love." He pulled me a bit closer and placed a gentle kiss on my nose and then slowly wandered down my cheek to my mouth, teasing me. After a few seconds, I had enough and forcefully turned his head around so that his mouth was finally on mine.

He smiled into the kiss, but kissed me back just as eagerly, until we both had to pull away to catch our breath. "Eager, aren't we love?" I nodded and tried to ignore the cold, but it was freezing and I was starting to get really cold. "You aren't even wearing shoes!" Louis scolded me and I stuck out my tongue at him and took his hand, dragging him behind me into the house. I took his coat and he took off is shoes and then reached for my hand, intertwining our fingers and pressing a light kiss to the back of my hand. "Ready to meet the parents?" I asked him and he paled and gulped. "Not at all, let's go." I lightly squeezed his hand and pulled him over to the living room where my parents were sitting.

My dad lowered his newspaper as soon as he saw that I wasn't alone and my mum nearly dropped her book. I cleared my throat. "Um, mum, dad, this is my, um, this is Louis." I blushed furiously and looked everywhere but where my dad was sitting. Louis let go off my hand and walked over to where my dad was sitting. He respectfully offered him his hand which my dad took after a sharp look in my direction. "Louis Tomlinson, it's nice to meet you, Sir." Louis introduced himself, suddenly very nervous. My dad gave him a stern look before his face spread into a smile and he shook Louis' hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, young man. Claire has already told us all about you. Apparently you took her ice skating?" Louis' face lit up and he shot me a thankful look. "Yes, I did. She is super talented. Really didn't expect that."

He looked over to me again and I gave him a smug smile. "She even did competitions when she was a kid." my mum said proudly from the other side of the room and I blushed. "Mum! Louis doesn't want to hear about that." I silently tried to communicate with him, but he only smirked at me and then walked over to where my mum was sitting who got up and pulled him into a hug, completely ignoring his outstretched hand. "It's very nice to meet you, Louis. I'm Martha." Louis hugged her back and she shot me an approving look. "I didn't know you were friends with so many good-looking young men, Claire." she teased me and I blushed even more. "Mum!" She laughed and patted Louis arm who obviously immensely enjoyed himself.

"Would you, um, would you like to go for a walk along the beach?" I asked him in a desperate attempt to get him away from my mum. "Sure, love." He followed me into the hallway and put his shoes and coat back on, while I searched for a hat and some gloves to wear. Being the gentleman that he is, Louis helped me into my jacket and then opened the door for me. We stepped outside into the cold, after promising my mum that would be back in an hour for lunch.

I led Louis down a path down to the beach where I grew up. I loved it throughout the year, but especially in winter when it was cold, windy and wild. I walked up to the shore and just enjoyed the view, watching the waves crash into the shore. I felt Louis' eyes on me, watching me from the side, but I kept my eyes on the sea. A few seconds later, two strong arms wrapped themselves around me, pulling me into Louis' chest. He rested his chin on my shoulder and I leaned back and enjoyed the warmth and comfort he was providing.

"I always used to go out here to think, when I was upset." I told him quietly. "It's such a good place to think. There aren't a lot of people here apart from a few weeks during the summer and it's so peaceful out here." He hummed and pressed a kiss to my cheek. We stayed silent for a couple of minutes, simply enjoying each other's company, until we both got too cold and started to walk along the beach, Louis' hand tightly holding my small one. He told me about his birthday and Christmas and his family and I told him about mine. It was so easy to talk to him and we were both hesitant to return to my parents' house, but the promised lunch and the cold convinced us to return after an hour.

My parents welcomed Louis to our table and questioned him about his life and his plans for the hiatus. Then my dad asked him seriously what his intentions with me where which made Louis blush and me choke on my food. I coughed and Louis patted my back and offered me his water to help me which I happily accepted. "I, um, I like your daughter very much." He admitted. Both of us blushed at his words. "I, um, I would very much like to ask her out on a second date now that my schedule is a bit more relaxed." He reached for my hand and gave it a light squeeze. I smiled at him and squeezed back. Louis visibly relaxed and hesitantly looked over to my dad who gave him a nod.

The rest of the lunch was a bit awkward and after washing the dishes, we went upstairs into my room for a little bit, where Louis was just as intrigued by my photos and texts on the walls as Harry had been. However, I could easily distract him by pulling him onto my bed where we ended up cuddling for a bit after a heavy make out session which I ended by reminding him that my mum could walk in on us any time. Louis stayed until the late afternoon, when he decided to leave to get back to his family in time for dinner. He said goodbye to my parents, promising my dad to take good care of me in London, before I followed him outside to his car to say goodbye.

"Thank you for driving all the way from Doncaster to spend some time with me." I thanked him with a big smile and leaned in to kiss him goodbye. "Any time, love, any time." He gently pushed a couple of loose strands out of my face and pulled me into a tight hug. "I'll see you in three days, okay?" I nodded into his chest and we pulled apart. After another chased kiss on my forehead, he climbed into the car and a few seconds and a couple of goodbyes later he had disappeared around the corner.