Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Ice Cream Fights or Well Played

Hi everyone, I thought I could write one last chapter this year and I was really looking forward to writing this. I hope you enjoy Louis' POV and some cute scenes. :) All the love and a very happy new year, Summer xxx

Louis' POV:

I was sitting outside in the hot English sun and tried to concentrate on lyrics for a new song, quietly humming a new tune which I had just come up with. My song writing session was interrupted by the door bell ringing and I put the pen down and pulled me up with a sigh, before I stepped back into the coolness of my house. When I opened the door, my lips automatically tugged into a smile when I saw Milena standing in front of me. "Hi, love." I greeted her and saw her blush, before her eyes wandered down and I remembered with a grin that I was only wearing a pair of cut off jeans shorts. "Hi, Lou." she smiled shyly at me and wrapped her arms around me.

"Come on in." I invited her into my house and opened the door a bit wider for her to step into my cool hallway. "Leave your shoes on, we can sit outside. Would you like something to drink?" I offered her and walked into the kitchen where I opened the fridge. "I can offer you water, coke, beer, um, orange juice and margaritas I made last night." I listed the contents of my fridge and felt my lips tug into a smile when I saw her curiously looking around my kitchen. "Milena?" I asked her quietly and she jumped and turned her head in my direction, a hint of a blush on her cheeks. "I, um, water is fine, thank you." she replied with an embarrassed smile.

I filled a glass of water for her and then gestured her to follow me through my living room outside onto the patio, where we both sat down at the table. Her eyes wandered around my garden and lingered on the swimming pool for a bit, before her eyes fell onto my open notebook page filled with my scribbling. "Oh, did I interrupt you?" she asked and took a sip from her water. "You are never interrupting me, love." I assured her and she blushed, before smiling back at me. "Anything I can help you with?" she asked and leaned over to me to have a better look, her hand brushing against mine. 

I wasn't sure if she was embarrassed about our little make out session at the club a couple of days ago, but didn't know how to address the topic. "Eh, I dunno. It's still in the very early stages." I explained and reached around her to pull the notebook closer to me, accidentally making her fall into me. "Ooops, sorry." she apologised and looked up at me with flushed cheeks. "No problem, love." I assured her and closed the notebook, before pushing it away. 

"I talked to Claire yesterday." she suddenly blurted out and I felt my heart beat pick up. "She, um, she said she's happy for us and that she wouldn't want to stand in our way." Milena explained without looking at me, still leaning against my chest. "Does that mean... does that mean you'd want to kiss me again?" I asked quietly into her ear and she sat up and grinned up at me. "I think it does, Mr Tomlinson." she replied with a grin and pulled my head down with her hands, before her lips met mine. 

Kissing her was just as good as I remembered it. I gently tucked at her bottom lip, asking for entrance which she granted me instantly. "Wow!" she breathed out after we had pulled away to catch our breath. I grinned down at her and nodded. "I think I'll have to agree with you on that one, love." I replied with a smirk. She grinned up at me and I gently stroked her cheek with my thumb. Milena was definitely someone I could see myself falling in love with. Claire would always be important to me, but she was happy with Harry and I needed to move on, as well, and Milena had managed to make me feel alive again, something none of the girls I had been with during the past few weeks had managed to do.

"Fancy some ice cream?" I asked her out of the blue and grinned when her whole face lit up. "I could eat some ice cream." she smiled up at me and hopped off the bank after me. Her hand automatically slipped into mine and I pulled her back into the cool house, enjoying the feeling of her hand in mine. "I have chocolate, strawberry and fudge flavour." I told her and reluctantly let go off her hand to take two bowl out of my cupboard. "Um, I think I'll go for chocolate." she decided and I took the tube with chocolate ice cream and the one with fudge flavour out of my freezer, before starting my search for the special spoon to get the ice cream out of the tubes. 

"Looking for this?" Milena asked me with a smirk and held up the spoon with a wide grin. "Perfect, thank you." I thanked her and reached for the spoon, but she gave me a cheeky grin, taking a step back. Raising an eye brow at her, I placed the ice cream on the kitchen isle and took a threatening step in her direction. "You sure you wanna start this right now, love?" I asked her and she nodded and winked at me, before she took off into the hallway. "You can't win!" I shouted behind her and started to chase her. When she saw me behind her she squealed and started to run up the stairs, me hot on her heels.

Never having been in my house before, she had zero orientation and turned left to open the first door she saw, which happened to be my bed room. I used her short moment of hesitation and wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her up. She squealed and begged me to put her down, but I only cackled loudly and carried her into my bed room where I dropped her onto my bed. Both of us were panting heavily and she grinned up at me, while I hovered over her, the spoon tucked safely behind her back. 

"I win." whispered, before I lowered my lips down to hers and slowly run my hand down her arm to her hand with which she was holding the spoon. Milena, however, seemed to have guessed my next move and suddenly rolled us over, before jumping up and dashing out of the room back down the stairs, laughing like a maniac. I groaned loudly, before I followed her down the stairs. I found her in the kitchen, where she was innocently scraping ice from the tube, before dropping it into the two bowls. 

She didn't look up, until I wrapped my arms around her from behind and placed a light kiss just underneath her jawline. "Well played, love." She grinned up at me and silently handed me my bowl, before putting the remaining ice cream back into my freezer. "Let's go back outside." I suggested and linked our hands again, before walking through my living room back outside onto my patio where we both sat down on my bench. 

We enjoyed the rest of the afternoon cuddling on my bench, while chatting about everything that came to our minds, until she threw a look at her watch. "Shit, is it already that late?" she asked and sat up. "Do you have to be somewhere?" I asked her, unable to hide the disappointment in my voice. She untangled herself from me and shot me an apologetic look. "I kind of promised my parents to skype them tonight, I'm sorry, Lou."she apologised. I sighed in defeat, knowing how much I always missed my family when I was abroad. "It's fine, love. Come on, I'll walk you to the front door." I assured her and followed her back inside where she placed her empty bowl and glass into the kitchen sink, before she walked to the front door.

"Thank you for coming over, love. It was a nice surprise." I said with a smile and after a moment of hesitation, pressed a light kiss to her lips. I felt her smile into the kiss and wrap her arms around my neck. "I enjoyed it, too, Lou. A little bit surreal, but without doubt one of the best afternoons I've had in a very long time." she replied with a grin, before letting go off me and picking up her purse. "I'll see you soon, love." I assured her, before I opened the door and watched her walk down the little path to my front gate. Before she turned around the corner, she threw one last look over her shoulder and waved at me. I raised my hand and she blew me a playful kiss, before disappearing behind my neighbour's hedge, leaving me standing in my door way with a wide smile on my face.