Letters (A Dark Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

Chapter 65

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*Louis' PoV*

"Okay," she breathed.

Excuse me?

I was unsure if I had heard her correctly. Had she just agreed to move in with me in a completely different city?

"W-What?" I stuttered.

"I said okay," she reiterated quietly, her gaze not moving from mine.

I stayed frozen, mouth moving up and down as I tried to find the words to express how I felt. I wanted to say something, I just wasn't sure what. Her eyes flickered with uncertainty as she took in my f state.

"I mean, if you don't want to, that's fine," she mumbled, looking down, "Actually nevermind, you probably don't want to, it was stupid of me, I'm sor-"

"No," I cut her off hurriedly, "No, I want to, I'm just so shocked you agreed."

She laughed and I pulled her into my chest. My heart was hammering at the speed of light and I'm almost certain she could feel it pulse against her ear.

"So am I," she laughed, and I wrapped my arms around her tighter.

I really did want her to say yes, I just hadn't been expecting it. I looked at her and sighed, realising that everything that made me get my shit together was in my arms, right in that moment. I didn't have much, but I had her, and that was enough for me. 

I didn't notice that I was crying until Trinity pulled away from me and looked into my eyes, dissolving the what I thought was permanent frost that sat over my gaze every second her hazel irises bore into the cold blue of mine.

"Are you crying?" she pondered, in a soft whisper.

I shook my head and reached up to swat the tears away. The last thing I wanted her to think was that I was some sort of fucking pussy.

"No, I don't even know why I'm crying, this isn't even that fucking big of a deal," I lied through gritted teeth.

A brief flash of hurt crossed her face, but she recovered quickly, grabbing my wrist before I could wipe away the evidence of my moment of weakness.

"No, I like you this way," she whispered gently, "We're all human."

I felt a small smile tug at the ends of my lips and I laced my fingers through hers, bringing them so they were at chest-height, either sides of our shoulders.

"Good," I smiled, "Because I was lying, about this not being a big deal. I didn't mean that."

She nodded and laughed a little.

"I know," Trinity smiled, "That's why I'm not crying right now."

For some reason, I found myself laughing. It wasn't even that funny. I decided to blame it on my euphoric and strangely emotional mood.

I wrapped my hands around her waist, spinning us in quick circles on our feet around the kitchen, slipping my hands down her body to grip around her ass, her fucking glorious ass. Her hair flew out behind her and her laugh chimed through the air. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down by my neck to meet her lips with mine. 

Her fingers curled around the hair at the nape of my neck. Man, I really needed to get my hair cut. I laughed into her mouth with the realisation of how fucking stupid my thoughts were at that precise moment, and she returned it, before her tongue joined mine again.