Nicole's POV
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
I woke up to the sound of Ed Sheeran's voice coming from my phone, signalling it was time to get up. Today was Wednesday, and me and Lou had to go to Doncaster. Louis still had a tight grip around my body, I turned to face him. His eyes lids were still closed. I placed my lips on his in a short kiss, hoping to wake him up. I slip out of his grip and went on top of him.
"Five more minutes." He groaned while pulling a pillow over his head.
"We've gotta get ready babe. We're going to see your mum today, remember?" I said pulling the pillow off of his head and leaving soft wet kisses on his neck. Me doing this certainly seemed to wake him up. He rolled me over so he was now on top.
"I'm up, I'm up" He said, now mimicking the kisses I had just given him. A moan managed to escape from my lips. He pressed his lips on mine, his hands traveling from my face to my pajama shorts. He was about to pull them down, but I stopped him.
"Babe, as much as I want to continue with this, we really need to get ready." I said in a more serious tone. He pecked my lips one more time before getting off of me. I forced myself up off the bed and went into the bathroom. I stripped out of my pajamas and stepped in the shower. I lathered my coconut shampoo through out my wet hair. I rinsed it out only to re-lather it with my lavender scented conditioner. Once I rinsed that out, I turned the water off and opened the shower curtain. The cold air hit my revealed body, so I quickly wrapped the warm towel around myself. I stepped out of the shower cubicle and stood infront of the mirror. I wiped the fog away so I could see my reflection. I saw my very pale white face, and my ordinary features looking back at me. To be honest I don't know why Louis' always on about me being beautiful and what not. I truly don't see it. Since Sunday when I found out about the pregnacny, I got a few books to read about what comes with being pregnant. Mood swings, nausea, weird food cravings, and not to mention getting huge. I don't understand why Lou was so excited about this. I wouldn't want to have to deal with me if I was him.
After I finally seemed to push all of these thoughts aside, I re-entered my room and walked to my drawers. I dropped the now damp towel to the floor, and put on my black lace bra and matching lace panties. I slipped into some Love Pink yoga pants. I slid my pink Jack Wills hoodie over my head. Once I was fully clothed, I went over to my makeup/hair vanity. I took out my blow dryer and a comb. When my hair was completely dry, I straightened it to perfection. All I put on for makeup was a little mascara. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror one last time before exiting my bedroom. When I entered the kitchen I saw 3 bags on the counter, looks like Lou went to the shops.
"What did you buy?" I asked walking over to the bags.
"Some Starbuck's for breakfast, some snacks and drinks for our drive, and some other groceries." He said while emptying the contents from the Starbuck's bag and handing me a blueberry muffin and my coffee. I sat at the island/counter munching on the muffin and occasionally taking sips of my coffee.
"So how long is it going to take us to get to Doncaster?" I asked swallowing the last bite of my muffin.
"About three hours, that's why I bought snacks to bring with us." He said taking a seat next to me. Ugh, 3 hours? I absolutely despise long car rides.
"Three hours?! That's so long!" I groaned, thinking about how long three hours stuck in a car will actually be.
"It's not that long love! Trust me, it'lol be entertaining." He said with a mischevious smirk playing on his face. No doubt that it will be an intersting three hours with Louis by my side. I wasn't worried about being bored, as I was about being still for that long. I also worried about the nausea that I knew I'd be getting at some point today. I just hope it holds off until we get there.
