Who Knows? L.T

Chapter 13- A Very Speedy Recovery, That I Enjoyed

He just laid there on the floor. His left eye was purple and his nose was bruised, his lips were cracked and bloody.

"Who is that?" He whispered.

"Oh my god Louis." I ran over to him and helped him up.

"I'm fine." He said.

He could walk on his own but his face was badly beaten.

We went into the bathroom and he cleaned up his face a little.

He was acting like normal again.

"Are you ready to go?" He asked.

"Yeah," I said "Let me get my phone."

When I went to get my phone Niall came up to me, "Is he ok?" He asked.

I nodded still a little confused as to why they didn't get up to help him.

"I added my name in your phone, so text me whenever you or baby Lou need anyting, ok?" He said handing me my phone.

"Ok," I nodded once more.

"Anyting!" He hollered again as we walked out.

When we got in the car I checked my phone contacts and laughed at what Louis added his name as.

Irish Gawd?

You think too much of yourself Niall.

When we arrived back to my house I went upstairs to change into shorts and a sports bra.

When I came back down Louis pulled me on top of him so I was straddling him.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

He shook his head and looked down. I pulled it back up and he kissed me long and passionate. Our lips molded together perfectly and danced in a steady rhythm. His tongue traced my bottom lip asking for entrance and I accepted. As his hands started to explore and roam all over my body his tongues raced the inside of my mouth slowly and carefully.

Damn this was getting intense.