Dark 2- Louis Tomlinson

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Amanda's Point Of View

I sighed to myself as I looked at the packed bags in front of me, making sure I had everything I needed. I didn't want to leave, I liked it here but Louis said I should go and I guess I just didn't want to argue with him. I bit my lower lip fighting back the tears that threatened to spill down my cheeks as I zipped up the last suitcase. I wouldn't be able to see anyone that I really cared about for awhile, no Harry and no Niall.

"You ready babe? We should get to the airport," Louis said, walking into our room. He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, pressing a quick kiss to my neck.

"Do we have to go?" I asked, another sigh escaping my lips as I placed my hands on top of his.

"Yeah, we already told your mum we would be there today, we can't back out now," Louis replied quietly, resting his head on my shoulder.

We were flying out today to visit my mom and dad for about a month. They lived in Delaware and I'll be honest, I'm not looking forward to going back there. Sure it was fun living there when I was younger but I didn't want to live there now, they lived in a small town in the middle of nowhere. I wasn't sure how Louis was going to handle it, he's used to the city not a small town like the one we'd be stuck in for a month. I turned around in Louis' arms so I was now facing him. I wrapped my arms around his warm body, resting my head on his chest to listen to his steady heart beat.

"I love you," I murmured happily, a smile finding it's way onto my lips.

"Well I love you more," Louis mumbled and although I wasn't looking at him I could tell he was smiling.

"I hate to break it to you babe but that's not possible," I said quietly, my smile growing wider.

"Oh yes it is, I love you more than you could ever love me," he replied, kissing the top of my head lightly.

"Well you can believe what you want but just know that you could never ever ever love me more than I love you," I whispered, closing my eyes as I listening to him laugh quietly.

"Alright, you should know I only believe facts though," he said.

"I have a fact for you, you're the cutest person in the world," I murmured, pulling my head off his chest so I could look up at him with a smile.

"That's not a fact because that's not true, I know someone who is a lot cuter than me," Louis mumbled, smiling down at me.

"Who would that be? I want to meet whoever you think is cuter than you because I know for a fact they can't be as cute as you are," I said still smiling at him.

"That's kind of silly Amanda, why would you want to meet yourself?" Louis asked with a grin.

"You know you're cuter than me, just admit it," I said pulling away from the hug to stand in front of him.

"No, you're much much cuter than I am," Louis replied still grinning.

"Just admit that I'm right," I said but he shook his head. I pouted, jutting out my bottom lip as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Oh my god Amanda, you're honestly so adorable. I love you so much. I don't even know how I got so lucky to be with you. You're so cute," Louis chuckled but I just continued to pout in front of him.

He sighed and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me towards him as he pressed his lips to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck kissing him back, a smile now tugging at my lips. Louis slowly pulled away but pecked my lips once before he pecked them once more.

"Alright, we really should leave soon so we don't miss the flight," Louis told me, looking down at me.

"I guess you're right," I sighed as I got out of his grip and picked up my bags.

"No no, I've got your bags, go start the car and I'll meet you out there in a minute, okay?" Louis said.

I nodded with a smile as I handed the bags in my hands over to Louis before I skipped out of the bedroom, down the hallway, and to the front doors. I grabbed the car keys off the counter before I pulled the door open, leaving it open so Louis could get through with the suitcases. I thought it was so sweet how he wanted to carry the bags just so I didn't have to. I got into the car and started it before I slid into the passengers seat, waiting for Louis. He soon walked outside with the out adds, stuffing them into the trunk of the car with the rest of his suitcases before he got into the drivers seat.

"Ready?" He asked me and I nodded.

He pulled out of the driveway and began driving down the road towards the airport. Louis reached over and took my hand, intertwining our fingers before he let them rest on the center console between us. I was really going to miss it here, being gone for a month would be actually really hard, I've grown to love this place so much. Not only would I miss the town itself, I'd miss everyone here that I've come to know and love. A month was a rather long time but I knew it'd go by quickly especially with Louis by my side the whole time. This would be his first time meeting my parents and I could tell he was nervous, even I was nervous. I hoped they liked him but even if they didn't like him I'd still love him, I'll love Louis no matter what happens.

The whole ride to the airport was practically silent, we were both just thinking. I was thinking about leaving and the plane ride while Louis was probably thinking about meeting my parents or something like that. I knew neither of us should be worried because my parents like almost everyone but I was still nervous they would think Louis wasn't good enough for me, especially my dad. My dad had always had high standards for boys when it comes to me dating. I knew Louis was perfect for me, we were perfect together, we were happy, he was sweet, he was just everything I've always wanted but I wasn't sure if my dad would see him for who he is or for the ink that covered his body. My dad absolutely hated tattoos, he saw them as a disgrace and a waste of money. He thought whoever tattooed their skin were bad, rebellious, and belonged to a gang. He thought they spent their time killing people and hooking up with random girls, he was just too stubborn to see people for who they really are on the inside, not what they look like on the outside. It actually sort of scared me that my dad was like that because Louis looks really harsh and tough on the outside but on the inside he is just a sweet boy who I'm absolutely positively in love with.

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