Nobody Compares [l. tomlinson]

c h a p t e r f o u r

Louis looked up at the ceiling with his arm above his head and the other under Florence's. Florence is really close to him and that overwhelmed him for the fact that they haven't been that closer together ever. Moments later, he can feel eyes on him so he looked down only to see Florence looking up at him.

"Oh, hi Lis.", he muttered softly and her lips formed a smile.

"Hey. I was uh, thinking, maybe you could just call me Florence instead of Melissa?", she said and he was about to answer when he was interrupted. "Please?", she begged.

"Fine. In one condition. . .", he said.

"Sure.", she replied.

"I'll just call you Florence if we aren't alone.", he said and she laughed, "Oh sure. . . But why?"

"You don't have to change everything you are just for a person, you were perfect back then. It's just that your look now may be, yeah, a little bonus but I still prefer the old you. . . when you look so young and curious about everything.", he sighed.

"Oh Lou, don't you worry about that. I still am that old me. It's just the looks and. . . my soul when it comes for guys except you, apparently.", she said and pulled off an assuring smile. "You're the only one I can trust in my life right now, you know. It's like I've got none left except you. I'm glad you always stayed by me no matter what stupid and how crappy all the things I do. I'm scared somehow. . .", she paused and he put his thumb over her chin to let her look at him back up.

"Scared of what, Lis?"

"I'm scared that somehow you would be feed up my by bullshit and childish plans, like it always seems to be . . . and that you would leave me. And that I'd have no one.", she said and looked back down again.

"No, that would never happen. I'm always here for you, yea? Always remember that.", he assured her and pats her back.

He rolled over so he can face her but she is short she is only up to his chest. Instead of facing him up, she put her tiny arms around him and scoots closer even though they were no space in between. She placed a small peck on his chest, as if to kiss the only constant in her life. He kissed her on the forehead and wrapped his big arms around her, as if to protect the only thing that is the only one capable to make him feel alive. She looked up at him.

"Stay with me tonight, please?"

"Sure, Lis. I'd do anything for you.", he smiled warmly down at her.

* * * * *

It was morning and Florence's clock buzzed all around her room. "8:31AM", the time says and she swiftly turned off her alarm just so not to wake Louis up. But when she looked by her side, there he was, rubbing his eyes while yawning.

He stretched, "You still make alarms? It's apparently the break, what's with them?"

She shrugged, "I don't know. Must have been a habit of mine ever since middle school."

He gently smiled at her, "You surely didn't change."

"I told you.", she teased and sat straight up. "I'll make breakfast. You can either follow me or just be in here.", she said and shuffled lazily at the door. She went down and grab some pans, only to make some eggs, pancakes, and bacon. She placed them all in the kitchen bar after cooking. Just when she was about to sit, something was telling her that she is forgetting something.

She paced back and forth, only to her surprise that the thing that she forgot was to make Yorkshire tea for Louis which he obviously loves. She laughs at herself while making some tea for him. Just as she was pouring the tea on the cup, she felt arms around her waist.