CHAPTER 10: FUCK WAIT, AND THAT HAD TO BE LOUIS. NAH, WHATEVER.
The tour was amazing not because of the beautiful sites we went to but because of the food that was always served by the yacht's chef. Lobsters, pastas and steaks were the ones I had my mouth on. Lake was obsessed with the roasted turkey. We didn't care what the boys would think as long as we feed our empty stomachs.
Hey, we don't get to eat food served by a chef on a yacht. This comes only once, so better grab the chance.
In the end though, we walked like turtles on our way back to the hotel.
"Ugh, my stomach's killing me.." Lake grumbled.
"Just wondering though, how can you girls maintain your perfect hot bodies when you eat so much like that?" Harry wondered. I just gave him a poker face on. I don't really want to tolerate his flirting right now.
But Zayn and Louis simultaneously smacked his head.
"Ow!"
"Stop flirting with my girl.."
"Stop picking on my wife.."
They both said in unison. Lake and I just stared at them and rolled our eyes. Louis caught up with me, wrapping an arm on my shoulder. This time I didn't protest, I just really want someone to lean on, my stomach feels so heavy.
Fuck wait, and that had to be Louis. Nah, whatever.
When we reached the floor to our rooms, we separted ways. Harry, Liam and Niall shared a room. Zayn and Lake while me and Louis, of course.
"You wanna shower first?" Louis offered. I just nodded once then sauntered off towards the bathroom.
"Hurry up, we've got to get to the airport in two hours."
I stopped, half way of getting inside and poked my head out.
"We're going home?" somehow I'm scared to go home. I'm not ready to see Ryder yet. What if he'll despise me? Heck, I bet he despised me already since the wedding.
"No. We're leaving for Paris. I'm bored here.." he simply stated.
Paris? Another wow! Okay maybe I'm beginning to enjoy this honeymoon. I just didn't give him a reply then hopped on the shower.
Oh shoot. I still have my clothes on. Oh well.
I stripped off quickly, not minding to close the curtain. I was on the process of rubbing my body clean when the door busted open, with a half naked Louis getting in to pee.
Just to pee. Fuck!
"LOUIS TOMLINSON!!! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!" I yelled so hard I swear my voice box's coming out. I shut the curtain and shrieked again.
"I had to pee.. Besides, it's my pleasure if you'll kill me naked.."
Okay, I can't take this guy anymore, I have to give him a lesson. I grabbed my towel and wrapped myself tightly around it then I stormed off outside.
"Louis, you are gonna regret barging in on me like that!"
I stood Frozen. Louis was completely naked, in the process of wrapping a towel around his waist which he purposefully dropped to the floor when I came out.
"..." I was about to call for help but he was so fast in putting a hand over my mouth. I muffled incoherent curses against his hand. I tried licking it but his smirk grew wider and his emotionless eyes turned dark.
Oh no.. oh no..
In one swift move, he carried me bridal style as if I weighted nothing. He dropped me on the bed and hovered above me. My legs in between his. I can literally feel his buddy on my crotch while he grind his below against my thighs.
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