A Song For Us

Songfic :3 I'm just experimenting. And it helps with writer's block. School hols are in. So that's probably why I could write this hahaa. Uhm...so let me know what you think? :) Oh and all these songfics will be related to the incredibly sexy and perfect 5 boys of One Direction.

Just saying, I absolutely love Danielle and Eleanor. No hate.

Kthxbai :D

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Louis-Our Song

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone

In the front seat of his car

You turned your head to the driver's seat, where Louis was driving and looked at him. The sun gently streamed in the car window and hit his face, making his blue eyes lighter than they already were. His brown hair was messed up but as attractive as ever. He hummed to the song that was playing on the radio and nodded his head to the beat.

He was beautiful.

You played with your hair and wound it around your finger. You had it down for today, since you knew Louis liked it better when you just left it like that instead of it's usual braid. You examined the worn-out sneakers you were wearing on the dashboard of his car just because.

You wondered why he went out with you. You were average-looking, wasn't really smart, sarcastic, and moody. But it didn't matter, because he loved you and you loved him.

He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel

The other on my heart

You looked at him again. Watching the way he drove with one hand and the other holding your own. But he never really held it normally in the car. His hand wrapped around your wrist, his fingers gently pressed on your pulse.

"I like to feel your heart beating." he had said.

That was probably because you got in a car accident before an nearly died. No big.

I look around, turn the radio down

He says, 'Baby is something wrong?'

I say, 'Nothing I was just thinking

How we don't have a song' and he says

As another song played on the radio, you smiled. It was the song your parents had called theirs. And then it hit you like a ton of bricks.

You and Louis didn't have a song.

Your friends all had their own songs with their own boyfriends.

You kinda thought it was lame. And cheesy. And sappy. But then you always liked cheesy and sappy and couple-y things. Even though rather gouge your eyeballs out with a spoon than admit it. Though you would say it, but only to Louis.

You turned the Volume of the radio down and thought about a song that would suit you and him.

"What's the matter, love?" he asked. You glanced at him as he tried to pay attention to the traffic light you stopped at and look at you at the same time.

"Eyes on the road, Tommo!" you Laughed as his head snapped back to face the road so fast that you heard a crick. You feel bad for always making him be extra cautious when he drove because of your accident but hey, YOLO. It isn't every time you get hit by a car and live to tell the tale. "Nothing really, just wondering. We don't have a song."

"What d'you mean?"

"Like, my parents have a song, and it legit fits them and so do my friends. We don't have a song though. Was just thinking of a song that could fit us."