Infinitely [l.t]

Prologue

Prologue 

~5 months earlier~

“Louis get up!” I giggle as my boyfriend of 2 years cuddles me closer and mumbles sleepily in my ear

“5 more minutes” he whines nuzzling my neck and kissing it lightly

“You said that 10 minutes ago” I giggle pushing his chest and escaping his grasp 

“Baby” He moans pouting stretching his arms out, i dodge his arms and pull off the duvet.

I blush as soon as i see his whole body laid across his bed, last nights activities had left his hair disheveled and love bites scattered across his neck and collarbones.

“You left your mark last night” He chuckles following my gaze to his chest 

“Put your uniform on dipshit” I laugh grabbing his hand and pulling him up into a sitting position

“Why” He groans standing up and pulling on his boxers that were thrown onto the floor

“We have school?” I say 

“Can we ditch today” He says grabbing my waist and pulling me into his chest, i trace my hand along his chest “Just for one day”

“No Lou” I giggle, he pouts and i kiss his bottom lip gently.

He tightens his grip on my waist as our lips move in perfect sync, i sigh contently against his lips. I didn't want moments like these to stop, ever.

~End of Flashback~

We were happy, but of course like all good things- it came to an end.

I though Louis was my prince charming and that we would last forever.. But i was at a party with my friends one night, after a significantly loud argument with Lou. He had managed to stick his tongue down some other girls throat before i could say anything to him, the worst part is when he saw me standing there he just laughed. 

The arsehole i had been dating for 2 years cheated on me in front of me and had the audacity to laugh. I didn’t get over him quickly, i didn’t have anyone to turn to help me get through the misery he caused me. 

All his friends told me that he was the same, and that he was a wreck without me. I knew that was utter bullshit, Louis Tomlinson could get any girl he wanted. He didn’t need me stopping him. But there is still a small part of me that hopes he would prove me wrong.