When You said 'Rock Me', Is This What You Meant? | l.t (Book l) [unedited]

Chapter Twenty Four

Zoe's POV:

"Why are you mad?" I asked. We had been in riding in an uncomfortable silence.

"I'm not." He snapped. My jaw clenched, and I had to take a few calming breaths before I spoke again.

"Why are you mad?" I asked again calmly.

"I'm not." He sighed. I rolled my eyes, and we pulled into the parking lot. 

"Bye." I said as I unbuckled. He stayed quiet, causing my anger to rise further. I slammed the door so hard the glass rattled. I fought angry tears as I went into the building without another glance.

I didn't make eye contact with anyone as I pressed the button on the elevator. I sighed as I stepped in and pressed the button for the correct floor.

When the elevator was seconds away from being completely closed, when a hand jutted between the doors, making them reopen.

"I'm sorry." Louis sighed, leaning against the hand rail. I rolled my eyes, and crossed my arms over my chest. I watched the floor counter, five more floors.

"Hey, Zoe..." He said softly. I huffed.

"Remember that time in school when we were in the same lab, and we got detention for three days because you kept tickling me?" He laughed. I rolled my eyes.

"Huh?" He laughed, poking my stomach. I slapped his hand, and finally the door opened. I dashed out of them, and fought laughter and Louis chased me down the hallway.

I glanced back, and laughed when I saw him fighting laughter too. I tripped over my feet a little bit, and stumbled into a wall.

Before I could collect myself, Louis already pinned my arms above my head.

"You'll never be able to run from me, Zoe." He was breathless, and a smile played on his lips.

"That's creepy!" I squealed, struggling out of his bonds. He leaned his face closer, and I caught the hint. I attached my lips to his, and he chuckled a bit, but didn't argue. His hands went from my arms to my waist, and I wrapped my arms loosely around his neck. I pulled him closer to me, and I sighed as our lips moved in perfect sync.

"Really guys? I'm in here watching your daughter and you two are about to make another kid! I'm not watching any newborns!" Harry said from down the hall. I would've laughed, but Louis refused to break the kiss. Louis moved one of the hands from my waist to wave Harry off, and I broke the kiss.

Louis smiled, and as he walked passed Harry, he throat punched him swiftly. I giggled, and I walked in the doorway, I stopped to look at him.

"Thank you, Harry." I smiled warmly. He nodded, and we walked inside the room.

"I didn't feed her or anything, because I didn't know if she had any weird allergies or anything." Harry informed me.

"Thanks, but, uh... where is she?" I asked, looking around the hotel. Louis laughed,

"I think she's in there." Louis pointed to the bathroom. I groaned.

"Of course she is. How long has she been sitting there?" I asked Harry.

"Only like three minutes." Harry shrugged.

"I'M DONE!" Honesty yelled. Harry laughed so hard his face turned red, and he clutched his stomach.

"That (gasp) is Louis' (gasp) daughter!" He screamed. I laughed too, and Louis chuckled a bit.

"I'll be right back." I grumbled. Before I left, I turned to Louis. "Your turn next time, Daddy."