When We Kiss ~LiLo FanFic~

Chapter 3: Pressure

Here is the chapter that everyone has been wanting! Enjoy ♥ xx

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Louis' POV

I sip on my coffee at the kitchen table. Liam is still sleeping so its quiet. But I like the quiet sometimes. As I sit there, I can't help but think of Niall and Stan. Why do they have to do this. I don't understand. Liam and I promised that we wouldn't believe their lies. Just as Liam pops into my head, I feel arms wrap around my waist a chaste kisses on the back on my neck. I sigh.

"Think about me?" Liam asks in a sleepy tone. I chuckle under my breath.

"How did you know?" I ask and I can sense a smirk on his lips. I turn to face him. His chocolate waves were sticking every which way and he was only in his sleep pants. I take in his toned chest and abs that I loved so much. I breathe in his intoxicating scent. He was like my drug. I was addicted. I see him smile. At that moment, I lost my control. I tackle him and I kiss him passionately. I pull away after a very long few mintues and he laughs.

"Well good morning to you too babe." He says and I smack his cheek playfully.

"Sorry. I couldn't help myself." I tell him and he sits on the couch and brings me onto his lap. I bury my face into his bare chest. I sigh. Once again, Stan and Niall come into my head.

"You're thinking about them aren't you?" Liam asks. I swear that man can read me like a book. I nod. I hear him sigh. I look up into his deep brown eyes with my bright blue ones.

"I'm sorry Li. Its just, so much pressure. It feels like the weight of the world is pressing down on my shoulders. Who knows what they could be up too." I say quietly.

"Louis William Tomlinson. You stop that this instant. We will get through this. They'll have to stop sooner or later right?" I nod my head slowly, hoping Liam was right.

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Liam's POV

"You just don't stop do you?!" I scream at Niall and Stan, who were now on our front door looking all happy and what not. Niall smirks.

"Stop what? We just came here to tell you something about Louis." I narrow my eyes at them but go outside anyways.

"Ok. What do you need to tell me?" I ask, annoyance in my voice.

"Well, Louis.. he.. well. Just look for yourself Liam." Stan says while Niall hands me a picture. I look down and gasp. Louis and... oh my gosh. I run into the house and go to our room. Louis is sitting on the he'd reading a book with his glasses on. I go over to him and fling the book out of his hand. His head snaps up.

"Woah, calm down babe. What's the matter?" He asks. I shove the picture at him.

"This!! This is the matter 'babe.' How do you explain this?!" I scream in his face. He looks at the picture. His mouth drops open in shock.

"This picture is photoshopped! That isn't me Liam. You have to believe me!" I glare at him.

"That picture doesn't look photoshopped to me Louis." I spat back.

The picture I was referring to was of him and a guy making out at a club.

And that guy was no ordinary guy.

That guy was Zayn.