Snow White(Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

6~Reunion

I looked around, to see five familiar faces surrounding the bed. Oh, it's just One Direction. Nothing unusual. Wait, I'm in their cabin? What are the odds of that? And...Louis's here! Okay, I think I'm hyperventilating.

"How did you get in here?" Liam asked me.

"Errr.." I looked down, "it's sort of a long story. I think I should leave now."

"No!" my attention turned to Louis, who was now blushing, "I mean, it's too dark outside, it's dangerous. You should stay here for the night."

"Oh I can't-" I was cut off.

"Sure you can!" Harry beamed. "You can sleep on Lou's bed!"

I started to blush. "Thanks guys, so do you want me to tell you my story?"

They all nodded, and sat on the bed. I cleared my throat.

"So, I was just standing by my well that is in my garden, and a man came up and told me he was sent to murder me, I don't know by who though. But then he tells me to run away, so I did. I ran through the woods, following the deer, and came here. I was scared the man was going to come and try to kill me again, so the door to your cabin was unlocked, so I came in here."

They looked at me with shocking expressions on their faces. Liam spoke up, "Oh my God, are you okay?"

I nodded. "I'm fine, just a bit scared. I'm sorry to intrude in your cabin."

"No it's fine," Zayn shrugged, "desperate times call for desperate measures, eh?"

"Yeah," I turned to Niall, "and I'm sorry for almost giving you a heart attack."

He laughed. "Nah, it's fine. I needed a good scare anyways."

"So why didn't you watch the horror movie with us?" Liam teases him.

"Because you guys wouldn't let me have my own bowl of popcorn!" Niall pouted.

"We didn't have enough," Zayn tells him.

I noticed that Louis is staring at me, and once his eyes meet mine, he looked away. I blush a bit, ever since that night of the ball, I totally have been crushing on me. I don't know about him though, but I will always pray for the day he asks me out.

"Do you guys have anything I could wear to sleep?" I suddenly asked.

"Oh sure, you can borrow it from Louis," Harry blurts out.

"Okay..." I reply suspiciously.

Louis and I stand up and walk to the bedroom. He messed around in his drawers, and I decide to start a conversation. "So...how have you been?"

"I've been okay," he sighs, "but..."

"But...?" I motion for him to continue.

"I missed you so much," he admits, "I have been trying to find you."

"Really?" I was actually shocked. I would think he had forgotten about me.

"Yeah," he says shyly.

"I missed you too," I blurt out, "I was even waiting for you to come by the well."

He turns to face me. "Really? Well...I'm sorry I never came."

"It's fine, at least I'm here with you," am I flirting? Now, this isn't Snow White at all. I would have never flirt before, not after, him, happened. But that story is for another day.

"Was is something like fate?" Louis's voice brings my attention to him.

"It must have been," I nod gently.