Worth the Wait || l.t.

Chapter 19

Sara's POV

I laugh at the joke Harry told us before we walked in.

It was just like before I left, everyone there but Louis.

"Hey you okay?" Liam hugs me.

"Yeah I'm okay thanks." I give him a smile before sitting down at the table. Alana sits down next to me.

"Did she come bac-"

I hesitate to turn around.

His hair was a mess. The usual bright blue green eyes are dull. The sleeves on his sweatshirt were wet.

I should've let him talk..

"Hey." I whisper.

"Hey." He sits on the other side of me.

I should apologize, "Lou, I'm so sorr-."

"Shh." He places his hand on my thigh, "Lets just talk about it later, okay?"

I smile, "Okay."

He smiles, squeezing my thigh a bit.

The food was then placed on the table. It looks so good. No one questions what it is and just digs in. I reach across and put some on my plate.

I stick my fork into the food and place into my mouth.

"Oh my god. This is so good." Niall says to no one in particular.

I nod, agreeing with him. "What is it?"

"Some French dish I saw on the food network." Harry answers. I let out a small laugh. "What?"

"Your such a girl Haz."

He pouts, "Am not."

"Are too." I challenge him.

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Can we eat without you two arguing?" Liam speaks with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"He started it." I point at him. He gasp, putting his hand up to his mouth.

"Did not!"

~*~

I close the door to the roof top. I lay down, looking at the stars. The cool breeze slightly blowing my hair.

"Sara?"

I prop myself up on my elbows, looking behind me. I smile at him before laying back down.

"Hey."

"Can I lay with you?"

"Well duh." I pat the spot next to me. Once he lays down, he wraps me in his arms, kissing my forehead.

"I'm so sorry, Sara..."

I sigh, "It's not really your fault, Lou. You can't do anything about your management and Eleanor coming."

"I wish I could." He whispers in my ear. "I just wanted it to be me and you.. Not me and Eleanor."

"And it won't be." I roll on my side, so I can look at him. "We will spend time with each other as much as possible. Whenever you all don't have to go on fake dates."

"Okay." He smiles, kissing my cheek. "I have to go get her tomorrow.. I really don't want to."

"I know." I slip my hand into his. "Just get it over with and when you get back we can find something to do."

"Perfect." He smiles down at me. Before looking back up at the stars.

"Louis! There's a shooting star!" I point it out.

He gasps. "Really!?"

"Yeah look!" I point it out. "Make a wish!"

"This is my first time seeing one."

I look at him with a really shocked expression, "Really?"

"Yeah."

"Well, what did you wish for?"

He smiles, "To be with you, forever."

I blush, hiding my face in his chest. I feel his chest vibrate from his chuckle.

"What was yours?" He traces little patterns on my arm.

I smirk, "That's a secret."

He groans, "Why?"

"Because," I peck him on the lips, but not pulling away yet. "I want to make sure it comes true first."

He goes for another kiss, but I pull away before he gets the chance. "Your a little shit."

I laugh, "But you love me."

"I know."

~*~

"Sara?" I'm being shook lightly, "Babe?"

I shift in my sleep, "Hmmm?"

"You wanna go to the beach?"

"What time is it?" I sit up, rubbing my eyes.

"3:00." He giggles as I groan.

"Seriously?"

"Yes!" He grabs my hand, pulling me up with him. "Lets go on a adventure!"

I follows Louis out the door, our hands still locked. We both laugh as we run towards the water.

I get to the water, touching it with my foot.

"It's cold." I pout.

"Well get used to it." After those words. He picked me up bridal-style, running into the water.

"Louis!" I squeal as the cold water touches my body. He bellows in laughter, not paying any attention to my pleas.

"Live a little!" He shouts, letting me go into the water.

"It's so cold!" I shout back, cuddling into him.

He puts his arms around me, making me somewhat warm. I wrap my legs around him, laying my hands on his bare shoulders.

As if on cue, we look at each other. Me looking up at him as he looks down at me. His eyes were sparkling almost.

"I'm so glad I bumped into you at Starbucks." He says before kissing me.

The kiss wasn't rushed, nor was it out of lust. It was perfect, slow and passionate. No tongue, just lips.

I'm glad I met him too.