Want You Bad (Louis Tomlinson fan fiction) [completed]

Chapter 4

This has been written for days, but I wanted to update Swing Away first. :) Hope you enjoy. Leave me a sweet comment if you like it. xD Chase on the side (Miles Langford, bless him) xx

Chapter 4:

Waking up to my alarm the next morning was worse than I had thought it would be. Lying there cuddled up to Louis Tomlinson was probably the best way to wake up, but the fact that I had to get up and get ready to go to a meeting with my management team was a mood killer. I definitely knew they were going to ask us how many songs we have written for the new album, and I was 9000% positive that they would not be happy with us only having five. Hopefully Garrett and Chase had been more productive than I had been—I had written nothing. The only songs we had were from Delia, and I did feel bad that I was slacking on writing, but I hadn’t felt properly motivated to write in a while. I shut my alarm off as quickly as I could to avoid waking Louis up, but he had already opened his eyes.

“Why?” He groaned, frowning at me.

“I have a meeting this afternoon. I need to go home and look professional.”

He made a face. “Why?”

“Our manager-slash-publicist likes it if we show up to meetings looking like we actually give a shit. But it’s mostly because Garrett showed up to a meeting in only a Hugh Hefner-style bathrobe once. Tammy was not happy with him that day,” I recalled with a giggle.

Louis chuckled and shook his head. “Garrett sounds like he’s a good time.”

I shrugged. “Things are never boring with him around, that’s for sure.”

“Do you have to leave right away or can we have breakfast first?”

I shrugged. It was just after 11, so I could eat and make it home in time to get ready and leave with DeDe. “I can stick around for breakfast.”

“Are you sure you have to leave?” Louis asked as he walked me to the door of the house after our quick breakfast.

I laughed quietly. “You’re awfully clingy, Tomlinson.”

He shrugged. “I just need a promise that this isn’t the last time I’ll see your beautiful face.”

I bit my lip and looked down. “Yeah, I’ll definitely hang out again.”

“Good.” Louis stopped walking as we reached the door and he reached for my hands, tugging me to him so he could hug me. “I had a good time.”

I nodded, face buried into his neck. “Me too.”

“Text me after your meeting, and we can figure out something to do?” Louis asked as he pulled back from the hug.

“Sounds good as long as we don’t have to do a shitload of writing, which we probably will.”

“I could help with writing,” Louis offered with a smile.

I shrugged. “I’ll talk to them about it and let you know, alright?”

He nodded. “Sounds great.”

“Cool. Well, I’m gonna head out.”

He nodded again, still holding onto my arms. “Okay.” He smiled, biting his lower lip.

I smiled back, looking into his clear blue eyes. “I really have to go…”

“Hold on,” he leaned forward and placed his forehead on mine. “Can I kiss you before you leave?”

I nodded slowly.

“Good, cuz I was going to anyway.” He pressed his lips to mine once, then twice before pulling away.