Queen of hearts ~ a Louis Tomlinson fanfic-BEING FIXED

Chapter 12 ~ Drunken Tears

By the time we get back to the hotel, it's nearly seven pm. Our day was quite advent full, after the whole "dress thing", we went to a couple more stores, then to the food court for lunch. When we finished eating, we ended up making out in the unisex bathroom. I guess when Mia gets what she wants, she repays you for it. Maybe , it' won't be the last time that I buy her something...

By the time we finished with that, we took the bus home. I hate riding the bus, I wish I didn't turn Matt away like that, he may be super annoying but he drives me any where I ask... Still I have way too big of an ego to admit that to him, I'll just have to buy him a coffee on Monday. All will be forgiven.

There was just one upside to riding the bus, Mia sat on my lap the whole time. We received a lot of glances, some were disgusted- mostly the old people- but most were just jealous. I don't usually like sharing my fake girlfriend, but ever since this all began, my rank has plummeted, at least I can get cootoes from the guy on the bus, it's better than nothing.

"We should leave in a few Louis, let me just get my dress on." Mia says, striding into the bedroom with her bag in hand.

I follow.

"Let me help you." I whisper, grabbing it out of her clutch. I toss the bag on the neatly made bed and grasp the dress in my hand. It's silky material is soft on my fingertips. I can't wait to see her in it again.

" Louis." She whines, tugging it out of my grip. "If we start doing that again. We might not stop." Her cheeks grow pink, she spins around and pulls off her shirt.

I step closer to her, until our bodies are touching just slightly. My lips separate, I press them to her neck. I love the way she reacts so quick, and the sensitive goosebumps, appearing just after we touch, show just that.

"What's so bad about that?" I whisper, between kisses.

Her breathing quickens. She remains still, as I unclasp a loop on her bra.

"You don't wear a bra with that dress do you?" I ask her.

She tenses, but shakes her dark curly head of hair.

"Do you?" I ask her again, just because I just want to hear shaky, voice.

"N-no." She breathes.

I unclasp another loop, and press my lips to her back.

I'm about to undue the last one but she stops me.

"Louis." She whispers, pushing my hand away. When I look up at her, her face holds no clear emotion.

"Stop trying to force me." She breaths, pulling the dress fabric to her chest.

"I'll be out in a bit." She announces, pushing me out of the room. She shuts it behind my back, and locks the door.

Girls can be so bi polar. One minute she's all over me and the next she's pushing me away. I guess that's what I signed up for, choosing to date her. Let's face it, I did this whole thing because I was bored- that and I like challenges- and this is both amusing and challenging.

I slip on my leather jacket and sigh, preparing myself for yet another ride on the bus.

Will she sit on my lip again?

Do I even care?

When Mia re enters the hallway , in the dress that I love so much, I realize .

She could be the most bi polar bitch I have ever met, and I would still stay in this relationship with her, because of that fucking dress.

She smirks at me tightly, and grabs her purse. "Sorry I snapped." She barely says, dodging my glance.

"I just..."