Rocks (Louis Tomlinson)

Twenty-Five.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Addie’s POV

I expected Louis to make a right onto his street, but instead he continued forward, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel and humming along to a Beatles song. We continue in down the road for about a mile until Louis pulls into a grocery store parking lot.

“I feel like making a cake” Louis says and parks the car in the near empty parking lot.

I decide not to question Louis’s antics as he opens his car door and walks around the side and opens my door, bowing as if I’m royalty as I step out of the car. He closes the door behind me and grabs my hand as we walk towards the automatic doors.

The store is pretty much empty as it’s almost eleven at night, but there are a few people here and there. Louis leads me down one of the aisles to the cake batter, and stands in front of the selection, staring at the boxes.

“Which do you want?” He asks me, peering at the boxes.

“German Chocolate?” I ask, bending down and peering at the box.

“Sounds good to me.”

I pick the box up from the shelf and Louis grabs some chocolate icing to go with the cake. We start towards the checkout when suddenly Louis sees a bundle of balloons and walks over to them.

“Can we get some balloons?” Louis asks, walking around the colorful bundle.

I shrug. “Whatever you want.”

Louis grins and grabs the balloons then walks towards the checkout with me following close behind. The cashier narrows her eyes at our selection but scans them anyway.

“Twelve ninety five” She says and hold out her hand.

Louis digs into his pocket and pulls out his wallet and slaps down the money, smirking at the rude cashier.

“My balloons, please.”

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As soon as we get back to Louis’s home, I kick off my shoes and follow Louis to the kitchen where he heats up the oven. I notice that there are no dishes in the sink what-so-ever which is weird for Louis and his messy ways.

“All I’ve been doing is eating out” Louis explains, ripping open the cake box.

“Oh.”

Louis bends down and opens a cabinet, taking out a mixing bowl and setting it on the counter. He dumps the dry cake into the bowl, and then waves me over. I look into the cake batter, wondering what Louis could want, when I hear a cracking sound and something cold landing on the top of my head.

“Louis!” I reach up to the top of my head and take the egg off and throw it at Louis.

Louis dodges the egg and grins at me, then dumps the ingredients into the cake and stirs it with a whisk.

“Maybe next time, love” He smirks as he stirs.

“Maybe” I fake sigh as I grab two eggs and hide them in my hand.

I walk over to Louis and hug him from behind, resting my cheek on his back. He doesn’t move so I spin him around and prop myself up on my toes so I can press my lips against his. Louis moves his hands from the mixing bowl so they’re resting on my hips, and I snake my hands up to his head, where I smash the egg to the back of his head.

Once the wetness of the egg is seeping down the back of Louis’s neck, I pull away from him and laugh, but my laugh is soon silenced when Louis hits the spatula containing the wet batter across my face, spreading the chocolate across my nose. I gasp and walk over to the cake batter and take a handful of the chocolate and wipe it all over Louis’s front, then flick the remaining batter at his face.

“Oh it’s on” Louis grins and grabs the bowl of batter and dumps it on my head, leaving it there like a helmet.

The brown batter drips down my hair and into my eyes. I take off the bowl from my head and set it on the counter, then lick some of the batter that has landed on my lips, tasting the chocolate goodness before reaching behind me and grabbing a handful of flour from the bag and throwing it at Louis.

The flour lands on Louis’s face, making his hair almost completely white and coating his face and the top of his shirt in the dust. Louis rips open the top on the tin icing container placed next to him on the now very messy counter and sticks his hand in, then rubs his hands together so the chocolate is spread across both his hands. He walks towards me and I try it back away, but end up running into the counter. Louis reaches behind me and sticks both of his hands on my ass so his handprints will leave a mark.

I laugh and push Louis across the kitchen so he hits the back of the opposite counter, then take a handful of icing myself and grab his ass just like he did to me, sure to leave a mark on his gray sweatpants. Louis takes the remaining bit of icing and spreads it across my entire face, then pushed back my chocolate covered hair and takes my head in his sticky hands and pushes our lips together, the chocolate making the kiss… tastier than usual.

I reach behind Louis and turn off the oven, and Louis breaks the kiss and licks his icing covered lips.

“I think we need to shower” Louis laughs.

“Let’s go shower then” I smirk and tug Louis by the collar of his shirt upstairs.

A/N

Sorry this chapter is so short and not very good idek why I even wrote it tbh.