Arrangments (Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)

Chapter 12

Estelle's P.O.V:

This week has been the most exciting and also the most terrifying week I've had in a while. I started my new job at the London Dance Academy, the girls and boys I teach are wonderful. But it's weird not always having Louis around. I really do need to meet new people here.

I could hear the front door opening from the kitchen.

Speak of the devil.

"Hellooo?" Louis chimed.

"In here" I called back. I jumped slightly as an unexpected pair of or arms found their way around my waist. "How was your day with the boys?"

"It was alright, we had meeting after meeting though so I'm pooped. I'm better now that your here though!" He kissed me softly, lingering a while. "You know I could really use a distraction babe."

"Is that so?" I moved my lips towards his at a torturous speed. "Kiss me." I demand, and he complies quickly. Our hands roam each others torsos and we quickly became entangled in one another, our mouths moving together in a syncronized motion. I become short of breath but the tingly feeling that covers my body is enough to keep me going.

RRRRINGGGGGG RRRRINGGGGG RRRRINGGGGGG RRRRINGGGGG

The sudden noise resonationg from the phone pulls us out of our trance. I send one more glace towards Louis before catching my breath and reaching for the phone.

"Hello?" I spoke gently.

"Estelle? Is that you? It so good to hear your voice!" My mothers excitement is evident and my heart feels warm at the sound of her voice.

"Mom how are you? How's Ezra?"

"He's great sweetie, busy with work at the hospital but good. How are you doing though? I've missed having you around."

"I'm actually really great" I fight to hold back a giggle as Louis makes funny faces at me from across the room. "I started my new job this week and its fantastic, I love it!" I expain enthusiastically.

"Oh good! Hows Louis? Probably keeping quite busy with that band of his, huh?"

"Well he's actually here right now if you want to talk to him?" His eyes go wide with fear as he comprehends what I'm saying. I hand him the phone as my mother delightfully agrees.

After a short and particularly awkward conversation he ends the call and and send me a sarcastically hash look.

"What?" I giggle, "Does my mother terrify you or something?" He releases a long breath before replying.

"I am so scared of saying something wrong, you know? Like I'm supposed to be taking care of you but it seems like you're taking care of me."

"Alright, thats enough sap for one day Mr. Tomlinson." I poke him in the chest playfully before pulling a the chicken caserole out of the oven and placing it on the table. I quietly observe Louis as he cautiously sets out the plates along with the cutlery.

His captivating voice breaks my gaze, "You know babe you really do spoil me with all this good food, before you I survived on instant noodles and cheese toasties." A boisterous laugh escapes my lips and I simply shake my head.

"Well I'm glad I'm useful for something."

"Anyways, I was thinking I should return the favour and we could maybe go for dinner tomorrow evening? We could even invite Peter and Amanda so you could get to know her." He smiles at me hopefully.

"That would be fun!" I beam back at the boy.

Once we finish dinner we make our way down the hallway of our bedrooms. I turn to enter my room and Lou stops me before I can.

"Why don't you just move all your stuff into my room and we can officialy share it? I like having you by my side." He says shyly, quietly waiting for an answer.

After a moments thought I reply, "I would love that! You sure you dont mind though?"

"Of course I dont mind dear, it's bound to happen eventually, why not now?"

After what seemed like hours we finally climbed into bed, each of us browsing through social media. "Lou, people keep asking me questions and I don't know what to do? Like is it okay to respond or will that get me in trouble?"

"You can say whatever you like, its your account. My only suggestion would be not to answer like rude comments because then they're just getting the attention they want. You know?" He quirks an eyebrow waiting as I nod in response.

'@Stella_Reed YOU'RE SO CUTEEEE. CAN I BE YOUUU??? xx' One tweet reads.

'@Stella_Reed Where are you from, how old are you?? I have so many questions?!?!?'

"These people really like to inform themselves on anything that has to do with you, hey?" Louis chuckles softly before responding.

"They are just really involved. Like without them we would be no where. But I see what youre saying, sometimes it can be a bit much."

"hmmm." I can feel myself dozing off and I yawn once more before I fall asleep.

"Stella, sweetie, wake up" Louis voice rings through my ears as I slowly gain consciousness. I groan dramatically in attempts to avoid getting up. "You should get uppppp." He whines, pulling the covers off of me, leaving me cold.

"Noooooo" I mimicked, curling up into a ball.

"Then you leave me no choice." His large hands quickly find their way to my waist, tickling me all over. My sides begin to ache from laughter and there is no doubt that I'm wide awake.

"ENOUGH!" I scream loudly as I jump from the bed to my feet."I hate you." I say sternly, the sarcasm however, drips from my mouth. With that, I bolt out of our bedroom, down the hall, and down the stairs, initializing a game of catch.

"Aren't we a bit old for this?" I hear a voice call from behind me. I turn the corner into the kitchen and hide quickly beside the fridge. The sound of Louis footsteps gets louder, and his pace has become slower. I close my eyes and stop breathing for a moment, afraid he might hear me. I slowly open my eyes to see that he is now standing at the other end of the room, and I think I'm all clear, until I am abruptly interrupted by my own noisy sneeze. Louis' head whips around and we make eye contact as I hastily stand to my feet and make a break for the living room. However, I don't make it very far before I'm tackled onto the couch, with Louis now on top of me. "Ha. Ha. Ha." Louis smiles, "You can run, but you can't hide." he finishes before softly placing his lips on mine.

"Babe" I say, pulling back slightly, "as much as I love this, you have morning breath, which means I probably do too, and also, I'm kinda hungry, can we eat?" I smile at him with my best puppy dog eyes, hoping he will give in.

"Ughhh, I can't say no when you look at me like that."

"So your friends Peter and Amanda will meet us there?" I question from the washroom.

"Yuppers! Are you ready to go?" I didn't bother responding as I stepped into the room all dressed and put together. "You look marvelous" Louis mumbled before pulling me close and planting a kiss on my cheek.

We walk inside the restaurant and I see a young couple, who I assume to be Louis' friends, stand to greet us. Peter was tall with dark brown hair, and sort of lanky but not disproportionate. And Amanda was relatively tall with ashy brown hair and the most welcoming smile on her face. After some short introductions, we sat down for our meal.

"And then as I was monitoring the arena he was trying to show off. So he looked at me and then immediately slipped on the ice and fell!" Amanda then burst into a fit of laughter, "I had never laughed so hard!"

"It was not very professional, but then when she took me to the first aid centre I seized the moment and asked her on a date." Peter smiled at his girlfriend and it was probably the cutest thing I've ever seen. Louis squeezed my knee under the table before gently placing a kiss to my temple.

In that moment, maybe for the first time, this foreign place felt like home.
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So o realize that I have not updated this in over a year. I guess I just lost interest, but I would like to get back into it, so let me know if you like it and what not!