Your POV...
You and your boyfriend just broke up, and you knew it would happen.
Your relationships never work out. Your heart is broke.
There was only one person who could make you happy right now, Louis. Your best guy friend.
You had always liked him, but he sorta friend zoned you.
You walk up to Louis' door and knock.
"Hey Y/N whats up?" He says letting you in.
You sit on his couch, and start to tell him.
"He broke up with me." You say and bite your nails trying not to cry.
"Oh Im sorry," He says and hugs you.
His scent makes you smile a little.
"Your too good for him anyway." He says pulling out of the hug.
He sits beside you, and puts his arm around you. You lay your head on his shoulder.
"What did I do?" I ask.
"Nothing, he is just an idoit." He says.
"No Im not good enough for anyone. Nothing ever works out for me!" You say bursting into tears.
You dig your head into Louis' chest, and his arms wrap around you tightly.
"Thats not true. Your too good for me." He says.
What?
"What?" You say looking up at him.
"Your to good for me." He says
"No, I have always liked you, you know that." You say.
Your looking into eachothers eyes for a while.
"Gosh damn it Louis I think I love you." You say and smile.
He hasnt said anything for a while, he has just been sitting there.
He closes his eyes and leans in, and you do the same.
You have wanted this for the longest time.
Your lips crash together, and its passionate.
Louis pulls off, and you feel his warm breath in your ear.
"I think I love you too." He whispers huskily in your ear sending shivers down your spine.
He pulls you onto his lap, so your facing him, and kisses you again.
After a while, you feel his tongue on your bottom lip, and you definetly allow entrance.
His hands are now traveling up and down your body.
You run your hands through his hair.
Louis gets up, not breaking the snog, and carries you to his room.
He sets you on your feet, and instantly starts kissing you again, shoving his tongue in your mouth.
He lets his hands fall to your bum, and yours and around his neck.
He moves his hands to your tank top, pulling it off.
Your hands fall from his neck, unbuttoning his pants.
He smiles at you and pulls them off.
He tugs at your sweat pants after that, leading to them coming off.
"Jump." He mumbles into the kiss.
You jump, wraping your legs around him, and him throwing you onto the bed.
He hovers over you, kissing every inch of your body. Then he slips off your panties.
Your hands trail down to his boxers, pulling them off.
He smiles, and then positions himself at your entrance, and thrusts inside you.
You moan out his name, causing him to go faster.
He takes your hands, and pins them above your head, and thrusts harder and faster.
You wrap your legs around him for support.
After a long time of moaning, screaming, etc.
He pulls out of you, and plants a kiss on your lips before falling beside you.
You smile at him, and he smiles back.
He wraps his arms around you, and pulls you close to him.
You fall asleep there, with the guy you love.
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