Fix A Heart: A One Direction Fanfic

Let's Go

Leanne's POV:

Soft lips caress my cheek and a voice fills my ear.

"Babe wake up. We are leaving soon." Louis softly whispers in my ear.

I'm awake. But I don't want it to stop. I love it when boys do this. My happy mood is changed a bit when I think about it. Louis is the only guy who I really woke up with the next morning after sex.

But with Louis kissing my ear softly I can't help but overcome the horrid feelings. A smile rapidly forms as I turn my head a little and bite Louis ear.

"Ow!" Louis yelps as he covers his ear.

"Get your lazy ass up." He yanks the duvet off and chilled air touches my skin and forms little goose bumps.

I place my feet on the soft carpet and wiggle my toes. Shit. I shake my head and cover my mouth as I run for the bathroom. Louis knocks on the door after I finish.

"Leanne, you ok?" His voice is heard through the white wood door.

"Yeah. I think I'm getting sick babe." I stand up and put in some hand sanitizer. Might as well try and help myself from more germs.

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After we all gathered at the house we had to decide who would sit where and who would drive the first shift. Of course. I'm picked to drive. And I got the whole "Are you comfortable" "you sure you can do it." Shit.

Placed next to me would be Liam. Danielle said she was fine with it. Honestly I think they are having problems. They barely talk anymore.

"Let's do this shit." Niall jumps into the car as I start the black SUV.

As we drive along I try to make small talk with Liam but I end getting deep with it. Thankfully everyone is sleeping with headphones in.

"Liam, when i first got here, In London. What did you think of me." I ask thinking back to the first day I got here and almost killed my mother for sending me here.

"Well to be honest, I thought you were. Beautiful. We all did. I thought you were cool. Like the kid your parents tell you not to hang out with"

"Really?" I quickly glance at him.

"Yeah. I mean you seemed so bad ass. Like a rebellious girl. Danielle can't even get drunk without feeling bad. You smoke weed and you get drunk and you don't give two fucks. You lived the free life. I don't have that." He twiddles his thumbs in his lap. I feel bad for the boy. He has no freedom.

"Hey how about this. We are going to go to a club and get drunk one night. And we are going to go to a hookah bar and smoke that. It's not that bad. And then if you want we could smoke some weed. Because I need to live a little. I need a break. But let's not tell Louis or Danielle? Yeah?" I ask and his head turns in my direction at a rapid speed.

"Really?" He seems flabbergasted. But I'm serious. Dead serious.

"Yeah why not. I haven't smoked weed in forever. I need a let go." It's the truth.

"Thank you." What?

"Liam. We are doing something illegal. Do not thank me." I laugh.

"I mean thanks for helping me let go." He flashes a bright white smile.

Am I really going to. Get him high? Oh lord. Liam high would be a scene.