The Assistant // Louis Tomlinson

8 - Superhuman

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Save You Tonight

Louis POV

I rest my head against hers, still holding her face in my hand.

I can't believe all she's gone through. She seems so strong. You would never think by looking at her that she's had such a hard time in her life. She's amazing.

The worst part is that she had to go through it all alone. No one was there to help her. No one saved her. No one realized this strong girl was breaking inside until the cracks were too deep.

Not anymore. I won't let her go through any of this alone anymore. If she needs someone, I'll be there for her. She doesn't deserve any of this, but it happened, and now I will do anything I can to stop anything more from happening to her.

I can't help myself when I lean a little closer to her. Her lips a mere centimeter from mine. I just want to be close to her. As close as I possibly can. I want to hold her in my arms and protect her from the world that has been so cruel to her.

That's why I move forward to close the gap between us.

As soon as I feel her lips against mine, the most cliche moment of my life happens and it feels like someone set my body on fire. At first I was worried she wouldn't kiss back, or god forbid, even pull back. I don't think I could handle it if she rejected my actions now. I had had a taste, and I couldn't go back. All I wanted was more.

I leave my lips still pressed against hers, but don't move them. When I was actually worried she wasn't going to kiss me back, her lips start sliding against mine, and a wave of relief paves the way for more of the same fire coursing through my veins. I move my hands down to her waist. I should probably be concerned that I am hurting her with how tight I'm gripping, but I'm not. I know I won't be able to let go, anyways. She brings her own to the back of my neck, pulling as hard on me as I am her. I taste her salty tears on my lips, kissing them all away. She tugs on my hair as I pull her as close as I possibly can. When she realizes what I'm trying to do, she leans back to lay herself on the couch. I follow her actions and move to lay over her. I put my hand behind her back and pull her closer against me, leaning on my other elbow as not to crush her. Her lips press harder against mine as she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me in tight. Our lips move perfectly in sync as if they are made for this. Like a puzzle piece that makes us both complete. Our lips were the one piece we had been missing that connected us to our other half, as cheesy as it all sounded.

I can't believe this is happening, and I don't want to question it. I just want her. I want her now and forever. No matter what happens from this moment on, I knew I couldn't be without her. That may sound crazy or rushed seeing as I have only known her a matter of days, but I just feel drawn to this girl. Like you see in the movies where all of the sudden the girl becomes that guy's whole world. I can't tell what or why, but from the moment I met her, I knew there was just something... different, about her. Different in the best way. Now that I have grown to know her and have held her in my arms, I knew that I was a goner.

She was a drug, and it took me one kiss to get addicted.

She finally has to pull back for air, but I don't lean away. I stay there above her, listening as she breathes heavily, myself doing the same. I lean my forehead against hers once again, trying to bring my heart rate back to normal. Or at least make my heartbeat stop pounding in my ears.

I bring my hand up to cup her cheek, using my thumb to wipe away any remaining tears from her face. She eventually opens her eyes to look at me.

"What just happened?" she breathes.

"I don't know," I admit. "But I liked it."

She smirks weakly, but genuinely, never breaking my gaze on her.

"I can't say I minded it, either."

I laugh shortly but not any less pure before turning at least relatively serious. "Avery, you are the strongest, kindest, most beautiful girl I've ever met. You aren't broken or damaged. The scars you have are just proof that you survived, and that you were bigger than everything that tried to bring you down. Just look at you now. You're twenty one and you've already got yourself your dream job. You didn't let everything you went through ruin you or stop you from moving on in your life." I pause when I see her blink away the tears that are forming in her eyes, causing them to run down the side of her face. I move to wipe them away, waiting for her to open her eyes before I continue, "I know you think you are damaged, but you aren't. You are perfect and strong and you never have to be alone. From now on I will be there with you whenever you need me, or even when you don't. I want to be there for you. I'd like to tell you I'm superman and can just fly you away from all troubles, but I'm not. What I can tell you is that I will never leave you to fight alone. You've fought long enough. It's time to let someone fight to save you. Let me save you."

And with that, she pulls me down to crash her lips to mine once again.