Questionable | Clem x Louis Fanfic [Highschool AU]

34 - That Special Night

Long chapter ahead.
Warning: highly suggestive scenes throughout and at the end. No smut.

Clementine

Heading onto the highway was definitely a move that she didn't expect. Her house was in the opposite direction, meaning the pair were heading out of town.

"Ok if you are planning on murdering me, let me go now and I'll never speak of this again." Clem said to the dread head driving, her tone only half joking.

Louis laughed at the girls crazy comment, "I'm not planning on murdering anyone. Just taking a trip somewhere."

The drive ended up being nearly an hour and a half, which Clem ended up falling asleep during it. She fought to stay awake but her eyes refused to stay open so she gave up.
Pulling her out of her short slumber, Louis reached over and gently shook her.

"Hey, Clemmy. We're here." The only words she heard, when first waking up.

"And where is 'here' exactly?" Was all she could say before yawning.

He chuckled, before replying "Why not see for yourself?" And hopped out of the car.

Clem followed suit, and started to exit the car while rubbing her slightly-awake eyes. Once her vision had finally restored itself, all she could do was gasp at the sight before her.

It was a small beach house, which was placed on a slight hill and lead straight onto the sandy beach. It was a one storey building, and looked small in size. The windows were the length of the walls, allowing the moonlight to colour the rooms in a pale light. The back door patio lead straight onto the sand, which had some seating plus a table.
It looked like something from a movie, that could not possibly be real.

The only words she could muster was "Wow."

Louis smiled at her reaction, and then grabbed her hand to escort in through the front door. They were now inside, and Clem could keep gawking at the beach house.
They both took off their shoes, leaving Clem barefoot and Louis disposing of his character-themed socks. Even for an event like prom, he wore goofy socks.

The floor plan was open plan, and the entire room was dark and only lite up by the moonlight peaking through the wall-height windows. The place was decorated with fairy lights and candles in coloured mason jars - purple, green and red.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a question coming from Louis, "Do you like it?"

"I love it." She finally said. "God, imagine waking up here everyday." She muttered, more to herself than him.