The Dating Game

Chapter 32: Heated Love

Haylee's Point of View

My heart pounded lightly in my chest, anxiety running through my veins as my hands clutched Louis' shirt. We were cuddled up together on his bed, holding each other, not daring to speak a word. I knew he would eventually want an explanation, but I don't think I'm ready to give him one. What Jake said at the field was an obvious warning. I rejected him, putting Louis in harm's way. 

What if Louis got hurt because of me? I don't think I'd be able to live with myself if he got hurt because of my lack of self discipline. I knew I should've let Louis go, to save him. But seeing him so broken when Jake kissed me and how he held me tight to him, protecting me from Jake, I knew I couldn't leave him. For all I know, Jake could be bluffing. 

"I love you" Louis murmured, his lips pressed against my temple. 

"I love you too" I answered back, kissing his jaw lightly. 

I felt his hands grip tighter around my waist, his arms bringing me closer to him. His body shifted above me slightly, his body forming some sort of shield around me, protecting me. His forehead rested against mine, his eyes always staying connected with my own. 

I knew I'd broken him pretty badly. My words had cut threw him like a sharp knife, penetrating his heart. I could tell by his eyes. They still weren't back to their normal shade of aqua blue. They were dull, just like the color of the night sky. It would probably take me forever to re-patch the cut I'd caused, but I'll fix him. No matter what it takes, I'll fix him. 

"Are you alright?" Louis asked, concern etched across his face as his eyebrows furrowed, his gaze trying to read my own.

I sighed. "No. You don't know how terrible I feel, having to put you through all that pain. And when I kissed him..." I closed my eyes tightly, tears brimming at the back of my eyelids as I thought about how that must've made him feel. If I saw Louis kissing another girl, I would've been completely heartbroken, crying and completely destroyed.

"Shhh" Louis hushed, his lips pressing light kisses to my cheeks. "You didn't want to kiss him. He made you Haylee, there was nothing you could do about it."

"I could've stopped him."

Louis bit his lip, breaking my eye contact. He knew I was right. I could've stopped him, but I didn't. No, I didn't have any feelings for him, I only thought that kissing him would make Louis mad and it would get him to leave. It had the opposite effect, so basically my plan failed.

"It doesn't matter now. The only thing that matters is that you're back here with me" Louis reasoned, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear.

"That's the thing Louis. The only reason I left you was to keep you safe" I started, cupping his face with my hands. "If I didn't leave you, Jake said that he'd hurt you. I could never forgive myself if I was the reason why you'd get hurt."

"I understand why you did it, I really do. But you should know that you leaving me is more painful than anything Jake could possibly do to me. And just for the record, Jake can't do shit to me. I have the lads to back me up, so you have nothing to worry about" he reassured, his lips pressing against mine for a quick kiss.

"He's strong Lou" I rushed, trying to get him to see sense. I know Louis can take care of himself, but what if he can't? What if Jake is too strong for Louis to handle and he gets hurt?

"Love, I'll be fine." 

Louis' fingers gently trailed an invisible path along my arms, causing goosebumps to form on my pale skin. His chest lightly pressed up against mine, the warmth from his chest enveloping me. My eyes automatically closed when his soft, plump lips pressed against my own. A rush of heat flooded through me as Louis hovered over me, his lips kissing mine softly yet passionately. His hands roamed up my body, wrapping around my neck to entwine his fingers in my hair.