"Should I tell him?" I asked my best friend Y/F/N.
"Yes! You're so obviously in love with him I'm surprised he hasn't figured it out yet." She laughed.
I was in love with my friend Louis, and he had no idea. I don't even think he felt the same way. Whenever we hung out there was sexual tension--maybe that was just me-- and it was hard to keep my hands off of him. He was unbelievably sexy.
"I'm going over." I said simply, then went upstairs to change. I dressed in tight back jeans, black lace panties, matching bra and a top that showed off my curves really well. I curled my hair and applied light makeup.
"Tell me how it goes, y/n!" Y/F/N called. When I got to Louis's house, I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer, my stomach doing flip flops.
"y/n?" Louis asked when he answered the door.
"Hey Louis. We need to talk." I said.
"Okay, come on in." He opened the door wider for me so I stepped inside and sat on the couch. "What's up?" He asked when he was seated next to me.
I took a deep breath and started: "I've been thinking a lot, Louis. A LOT. And for a while now I...I'm sort of in love with you." I said, winching and waiting for him to reply. But he didn't, he just stared back at me. When he didn't answer I said, "I'm really sorry. You don't have to say it back cause it's probably not true and--"
I was stopped by Louis kissing me. It was a soft and close-mouthed kiss, and it took me by surprise. It was short, and when he pulled away, he stared into my eyes and said, "I never thought you'd feel the same way."
And then he kissed me, more fiercely this time, with more passion and emotions. My hands started to pull at Louis's clothes, and he got the hint, standing and stripping to his boxers. I pulled my shirt over my head, revealing the special bra I was wearing. He smirked and kissed me again as his fingers un buttoned my jeans and pulled them down my legs. When they were at my ankles, I kicked them off and wrapped my arms around his neck. He laid me down and straddled my waist, taking in the sight of my body.
"You're so beautiful." He said, leaving light kisses all over my skin. I shuddered and closed my eyes. Louis's hand tilted my chin up. "Look at me, y/n."
I did.
His eyes were so blue, and they never left mine as he unhooked my bra and threw it across the room. My panties were next, and I felt myself dripping down my leg. "Now you." I said, and pulled down his boxers. I let my eyes sweep his body. From his blue eyes to his toned muscles to his large erection. "No foreplay." I told time, cupping his cheek softly with my hand.
He nodded and kissed my lips. He pulled away, and held my hand with one of his, the other above my head support his weight. With one thrust he was inside me, and I groaned, trying to adjust. He stayed where he was so I could get used to the feeling. I nodded, telling him to move. Slowly, he began rocking his hips, in and out, in and out.
"Oh, God, Louis." I moaned, leaving hickeys on his shoulder. Profanities left Louis's mouth as he reached down and began rubbing my clit in furious figure eights. "I'm-I'm coming." I hissed, and arched my back as pleasure washed over me.
"Shit, yes baby!" Louis cried as he released inside me. After one last thrust, Louis groaned and then pulled out of me, falling to the floor.
I giggled a bit. "I can't believe we just did that." I sighed.
"I can. I've pictured that so many times." Louis smiled, and I kissed him. "I love you, y/n." he said.
I just snuggled into the crook of his neck and began singing A Thousand Years.
Louis said, "I didn't know you sang!"
"Surprise!" I smiled. As Louis started to fall asleep, I said the words I could say forever.
"I love you too, Louis Tomlinson."
