Mr. & Mrs. Tomlinson

♥ Chapter 9 ♥

CHAPTER 9: IT'S HAPPENING ANY MINUTE NOW..

"Earthquake!" was the first word that I said upon waking up from a shaking or let's say bouncing bed.

"Yes, so wake up!" I heard Louis yell. Jolting up, I frantically gathered all my belongings and shoved them in my bag. I didn't care if I was still in boxers, as long as I can get out of here.

But as I started running for the door, I realized the ground wasn't shaking or even the bed. My head wasn't even spinning. Then I found Louis, standing on the bed with his arms on the hips trying to hold back laughter.

I narrowed my eyes on him and scowled; "YOU,"

That's when he let out a boisterous laugh, my ears literally falling off from extreme redness. Not long after, he fell face first on the bed, clutching his stomach together while his laughter reached to the point where I can barely hear him. His face was very red that it might turn to blue any minute now due to lack of air. I waited for him to finish his moment and when he eventually did, I crawled up the bed then straddled him so his abdomen was captured between my legs and began smashing him with pillows.

"You piece of a jerk! I hate you! I fucking hate you! Ugh! I wanna kill you!"

He laughed again, trying to dodge all the pillows I smashed him with. He is such a douche! God, why did I marry such a prick of a guy?!

"Your.. your.. face! It was priceless! I wish I could've have taken a video of it.. or wait, maybe I really did!"

Fuck! I growled in irritation and prepared to smash the hardest this time. I took a deep long breath, throwing back my arms so when it'll hit his face, it will be such a blast.

But no. I was unsuccessful in doing so, because he grabbed my arm and turned us around. Now it's me under him and him on top of me. My legs were unfortunately wide spread, giving Louis and his buddy all the access.

No shit.

I wriggled out of him but he was pinning down my arms on either side of my head. I did everything I can to get out but it was all lame. I never dared to look at his eyes because I was 100% sure that I'd melt just right there and then.

Not cool, I know.

"Louis get off me," I gritted my teeth together. I said that while closing my eyes because first: I never wanna look into his emotionless eyes and second: I don't even fancy my eyes wondering his half naked body.

He didn't respond or even flinch. Somehow I got kind of conscious due to my bad morning hair. I bet it's scattered like a torn off broom and Louis is getting a good view out of it. But that isn't my concern as of now.

"Tomlinson. I said, get off me." did my voice just come out hoarse? Oh for the love of honey, what's gotten into my voice?!

I heard him chuckle softly but it was in a sexy way which made my whole body stiffen but shaking on the inside. Does this feeling really exist? Well, duh, I'm feeling it right now!

"Look at me, Ms. Bell." the way he said his nickname for me, was like hearing a god summoning me to heaven. It sounded so enchanting and harmless. Full of promising moments.

But this is Louis Tomlinson we're talking about. There's no way his voice could go along with what he feels. Yet when he sang to me, it felt so real and perfect. Well singing is his greatest forte so what can I practically say?

I turned to look at his nose, because that was the safest part. It'll look like I'm staring at his lips or eyes but I was actually not.

"My eyes are up here, Ms. Bell."