Ineffable || Louis Tomlinson a.u.

5 session one

After dropping (more like walking all across the facility) Harry at his room, Louis and I walked around a little so that I could be a tad bit familiar with the place that I will be calling home for a while.

"And that is your room," Louis pointed to a room which was mine. I am glad that he lives right next door.

"Do you want to come to my room and hang out?" I offer and he nods.

"It is really hard being in a room which is white in colour and has no television," I laugh at Louis's comment and nod agreeing with him.

"True, true."

"You didn't tell me why you aren't close with your family?" I ask him again. He sighs and sprawls out on my bed accompanying me. "I am from Doncaster," He tells me, turning his body to face me.

"I know that.," I said with a matter-of-fact look on my face. I noticed that the collar of his shirt was messed up.

I lean my head on my hand and propped my elbow, my right hand going up to his shirt's collar to straighten it out. Louis tensed at my touch, "sorry... I am kind of OCD" Louis laughed at my confession and rested his hand on the bed.

 "I was nine when I and my seven siblings were split by the child care. My mother had just died and my step dad- Mark became a drunk. Ever since we were taken from him, I have been in seven different foster homes." Louis said and looked at our feet. I pout and touched my feet with his and got closer to him. I am sad about him and what happened to him but for some reason..., I can't resist an opportunity to be closer to his body.

"I don't know where they all are... Hell! I don't even have a clue about how they look anymore." Louis mumbled and rested his fingers on my hip. The feeling of his skin touching mine is indescribable.

"I am so sorry Louis. You or your siblings did not deserve this," I whispered and he shook his head. He put a smile on his face when he saw my frown. "Turn that frown upside down love," he tapped my lips with his finger instantly making me giggle.

I got on my back and scooted away from him. Louis mimicked my actions and came closer until our shoulders, arms, hands, legs and feet are touching.

"I ran away from my last foster home and got into drugs and all this other shït that I deeply regret. I am a changed person you know?" Louis looked at me and I nod slightly. That explains why he is not close with his family. 

"I would share what happened to me with you but I don't feel like right now," I whisper and bite my lip. He nods understandingly and slowly begins to get off my bed. I sigh.., I made him mad. 

"Are you mad?" I ask him and he laughs.

"No! I am getting some water," he winks at me and goes to a corner of the room and fetches some water for himself.

"You are beautiful you know?" He tells me when he comes back. I shove my face in a pillow and groan making him laugh.

"Why do you keep complimenting me?" I ask him once I got rid of the red in my cheeks.

He lays down on my bed again and faces me, "Because someone made you feel ugly and I feel the need to constantly remind you of how beautiful and innocent you are." His reply is so simple yet meaningful. I don't know what came over us, maybe it was the silence or the dark atmosphere in the room.

For some reason, I could not convince myself to look away from his eyes.

"Did you feel beautiful and innocent?" He whispered with a sly smirk playing on his lips. I don't reply him and simply force myself to look away. He notices my off mood and bumps his shoulder against mine on purpose.

I hum looking up at him. I wonder what satisfaction he is getting by bringing me to my most vulnerable state.

"Chill.." he winked at me and trailed his index finger down my left arm. He proceeded to draw circles on my hand and I shuddered at his touch.

This effect he has on me is wrong.