Broken Walls *AU*// L.T.

31. Regrets

Louis P.O.V.

The morning light was blinding and hurt my eyes immensly. I'm a bit groggy, but not hungover from last night's events. Having five drinks in a row, only gets me slightly tipsy. Thank god I'm immune to it.

I tried to stretch my arms but one was stuck under a sleeping beauty. I traced one of my fingers along her skin on her bare shoulder, and placed a tender kiss , careful not to wake her. She looks so peaceful.

A lot of times when I wake up in the morning next to a girl, im not as infactuated with their beauty. But it seemed as if she was the only one able to wake up in the morning without a shiny face caked with last nights makeup, smelling wonderful, and her hair not a rats nest. For once being in this warm bed with a girl, I was able to sleep better then ever even if it isn't my bed.

The soft snores coming from her mouth only made her cuter when she slept, her mouth slightly parted and her arm still clutched around my waist tightly.

She was slightly drunk last night, but I didn't take advantage of her. Did I? I mean she did pull me onto the bed with her and took off my articles of clothing. Do I regret it? Hell no. Will she be mad at me? Probably. Will we be in a hell of a lot of trouble? Hell yes.

But this moment, the one of been waiting for for two years, I was living it now. It's so perfect and I'm afraid to wake her, it'll be over in a matter of seconds. I guess I just have to enjoy it while it lasts.

I stared at her prominent cheek bones, and the way her hair just naturally curled at the ends into swirls. I just want to dig my nose deep into it like last night . I know I have scratches on my back from the events that occurred and I wouldn't have it any other way. It was her marks on me, and I stared at the red love bites along her neck.

Images of myself ontop of her flood through my mind as she screamed my name out in ecstacy. Only I can make her scream that way, I'm the only one she's been with. Unless.. I don't think she's that type of girl.

The way her back arched under me as she became undone, the way tiny beads of sweat formed on her forhead, and the way her nails dug deep into my back while mine upon her bare hips. The way her head rolled back was something I've been waiting for for months on end, getting that pleasureable feeling again.

I haven't slept with anyone in at least two months because of her. And last night I got what I've been desperatly craving for. I was her addiction and she was mine. And I couldnt get enough of the events that occurred. And I plan to do it again.

If she loved him, she wouldn't of wanted me as badly as I wanted her last night. We had made love, actually love and I'm glad to say that he can never make her feel the way I do.

She's so fragile, I have to be careful when I roll my hips. The pace, everything has to be slower. When I'm with her its like everything is in slow motion anyway. Her teeth tug on my lips softly , the way she knows that makes me go crazy. Her fingers fisted my brown fringe perfectly, making me moan her name.

I have a feeling the memories will last forever and be forever embeded in her mind.

As Cami begins to stir, panic began to overtake my body. What will her reaction be?

"What time is it?" Cami mumbles , her eyes not open, not yet used to the new light.

"It's the morning babe." I chuckled and she groaned, digging her face into my hip.

"I need warmth. God my head feels like shit." She mumbled against my skin and I smiled at the way her soft lips felt. "I think I drank too much."

"Trust me, you didn't drink much." I spoke clearly and her eyes slowly opened as she looked up at me and screeched, her falling to the floor as I heard a thud. Her legs were no longer entangled with mine and I missed the warmth.