The Best Days (ON HOLD)

CH 23: Trouble

 

 

"Promise me you won't do anything stupid while you're here alright?" I asked sternly, I knew something was going to go wrong but I wasn't quite sure what so I wanted to avoid bumping into whatever trouble he might be. 

"I promise." He raised his eyebrows and held out his pinky, making me smile since he got used to the way I like to make my promises. We did my pinky promise before he slouched back down on the couch and calling for Eve to come. She came running in, painting and since she is yet so small, couldn't jump on the couch to lick Louis. He helped her up and began to caress her small head with scratches, rubs and strokes.

"She really likes you." I commented, sitting next to him and petting her back. Eve immediately turned in my direction and licked my fingers.

"She likes you more though." Louis snickered and turned on the TV. "I wish I had a dog."

"Well come and visit whenever you'd like, or you could dog-sit before tour starts." I suggested as Eve lied down in my lap.

"Can I really?" He questioned ecstatically.

"Yeah. Go on."

"You're amazing! Thank you." He leaned in and gave me a brisk kiss on the lips. He began to blush and then looked down at my carpet.

"Louis-"

"No I'm sorry. I'll go. Please don't have me over again." He got up and began towards the door.

"Please stay! Don't walk away like that. I trust that it won't happen again, don't tell Harry." He gave me a frown and grabbed his coat. "Please. Friends don't do this."

"Friends don't kiss. Especially since one is dating a mutual." He was going to slide it on when I quickly took hold of it and stared into his eyes.

"Louis please." We were both wondering what was next. We promptly collapsed into one another, creating a deep kiss. We both held nothing back. I fell against the wall, his hands held my wrists firmly against the wall. I was pinned. 

"What... about... Harry?" Louis asked in between kisses as I began to kiss down his jaw. He tilted his head and I gave him a soft bite, receiving a moan. I didn't want to think about Harry. I wanted it to be us, with no regret. Next thing I knew I was being carried bridal style into my bedroom. I pulled away just after he set me on the bed. He ripped off his shirt and he got ontop of me, before I could re-engage in our kiss I stopped him, sitting us up. 

"What are you doing?" I asked. My heart began to beat loud and quick as a kickdrum. I knew exactly what he was doing, what he wanted.

"Haven't you done this before?" He asked slightly confused. I shook my head.

"Sorry. You know what, I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry for not responding to either of you. But I am sorry that I ever kissed you. I'm sorry that I had to hide it from Harry." I pulled the covers over me and curled up facing the opposite wall. He took a seat next to me and rubbed my arm.

"No, I'm sorry. And I have to ask Harry for forgiveness. Man if you wouldn't have stopped me you and I would be more serious than you and him." He nervously chuckled. "We're still friends though right?"

"Yes." I looked back up at him to see him smiling. His hair was in the crazy new style he's been doing and his tattoos were much more apparent due to the fact he was naked on top. He smiled and lied next to me after pulling the covers over him as well. At first his cold skin against me was a shock. "We should tell Harry. Even if it means a break-up. I feel so guilty."

"Quite agreed. Should I?"

"Why don't we both."

"Alright." I pulled him into my embrace and tucked my head in the crook of his neck. "Do you love me because I love you."

"I guess, but not on the same level."

"That totally explains why you're hugging me when I'm shirtless and why you kissed my neck. Yeah. Honestly." He sighed and wrapped his arms around me as well. "What if we took a selfie right now and sent it to him. Hashtag cheating on you." I laughed. "But he would be ticked if he saw us.

"I don't need to hear about how bad this is already. I just have to put my life back together, this past week was hell."

"Can I help with anything?"

"No. You couldn't." He was giving me just as much attention as Harry does. It began to feel less special. "If you loved him you wouldn't do this."

"I do I just-"

"Love me too." I sighed. I guess he was correct. He set his lips on mine to make a brisk kiss. I rolled on top of him, hovering above him, smiling. I pressed my lips to his, he kissed back as his hands held my waist, forcing me to lie on him. Then he briskly flipped us over so he was on top. Just then my ringer went off with Harry's tone. We pulled back and I answered (the phone was on the bedside table).

"Hello Harry?" I asked, catching my breath. Louis flashed me a confused look.

"Hi Hope."

"Can I put you on speakerphone? Louis wants to budge in."

"Go on." I did as I said and set the phone and set it on Louis's back. "How are things by you and Lou?"

"Great!" Louis chimed and silently laughed. His smile was amazing. The way his eyes shut almost completely and for just a moment I saw pure joy.

"What did you all do?"

"Well..." Louis began giving me a wink. "We watched an episode of 'Downton Abbey' and now we're messing around."

"Sounds fun. Make sure that you don't do anything mischievous, hold on that was Louis's name." I laughed. I placed a kiss on Louis's shoulder before curling up to say goodbye to Harry. "Gemma's at the door, gotta go. Bye guys!"

"Bye Harry." We said in unison, making us snicker.

"Be safe. I love you." I hung up, turned my phone off and placed it back on the table.

"It's silly how Harry thinks I could get in trouble with you around." I sighed.

"Trouble is my middle name. You fell in love with trouble." He smirked and reconnected our kiss.

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When I woke up, Louis was gone. I re-adjusted my lopsided top and shorts before getting up to look for Louis.

We hadn't done 'the do' last night. We just fell asleep after a whole lot of snogging, and I felt guilty for 2-timing on Harry like that.

I stumbled out of the bedroom and into the livingroom, where I could see Louis pouring 2 bowls of cereal in the kitchen. He was still shirtless and I gasped when I saw he was in his boxers. This caught his attention and he looked up at me and smiled.

"Did I wake you?" He asked and handed me a bowl and spoon.

"No. Where are your trousers?" I asked, glancing down at him, making him blush.

"They're in the bathroom. I took them off last night after you fell asleep since they're horrible sleepwear." I laughed.

"Well get them on as son as you can." I took a bite and then there was a knock on the door. "I'll get it, you just get dressed Mister." I poked his belly button and watched him go into the bedroom. I  set my (not so romantic) breakfast on the kitchen table and answered the door.

"Hello Hope!" Liam cheered as I opened the door.

"Hi Liam, come right on in."

"How was Louis last night?" We came in and I hung up his coat.

"Just fine. No trouble at all." Just then the bedroom door swung open to reveal Louis, holding his jeans in one hand and his shirt in the other.

"Liam!" He called.

"Oh my God what happened here?" Liam asked with wide eyes.

"Boy 'my bad." Louis mumbled. "I can explain please Liam." I saw Louis's jaw tighten and Liam bite his lip.

"This isn't what it looks like." I pleaded.

 

"I hope so." Liam nodded. "There had better be one good excuse for this."