The Painter | L.T [A.U]

Twenty-Three

~Louis~

It's been four days since we've started dating. My dad had already left to Doncaster and I sent money to my mum to pay for Fizzy and Lottie's school fees.

Mel and I haven't told anyone that we're dating, except for Jenna and Noah.

I climbed the tree and I was finally on Mel's balcony. I knocked on her glass door and I wasn't sure if she would open it because it was like one in the morning and I wasn't sure if she's a heavy sleeper or not, yet.

The door opened and I saw Mel standing there in her pajamas.

"Louis!" she smiled and hugged me.

"Hey," I smiled back.

"What're you doing here?" she asked.

"I couldn't sleep so I wanted to visit you," I grinned.

"That's very sweet of you. Want to sleep out here? The balcony is big enough."

"That would be great."

I went inside her room and got two pillows and a blanket and laid them in the balcony.

"Mel, I love you so much."

"I love you too, Louis."

"Are you attending Harrys graduation?" I asked. Harry had invited me and I thought I should go. He still doesn't know about Mel and I but I feel the need to go.

"I don't know. Are you?"

"Yes."

"I guess I am. I already bought a dress for it."

"When are we gonna come out and tell everyone about us?" I asked.

"Let's not talk about that now. I want to sleep, you woke me up, remember?"

"Okay, goodnight, love," I chuckled kidding her cheek.

"Goodnight."

•

I woke up and rain was pouring down. I was getting soaked and so was Mel. We left everything on the balcony and ran inside her room.

"That sucked," Mel sighed.

"Yeah, what time is it?"

"Five thirty."

"I think I should go home but I don't want to."

"Then stay."

"I can't, I'm wet and your dad will catch me."

"So your leaving?"

"Yes," I said and kissed her.

"Bye, love," I said.

"Bye, Lou. Take the front door, I don't want you to slip off the tree."

"Okay, babe."

•

"Well that sounds romantic," Noah said.

"How? Sleeping on a balcony and getting wet doesn't seem romantic."

"Have you ever seen romance movies?"

"Yes, duh. Who hasn't. Titanic is one."

"You're lame," Noah chuckled. I rolled my eyes.

**Graduation Day**

~Harry~

"Son, you look handsome," my dad said as I fixed my tie.

"Thank you."