Desirable

~15. Vodka

**This chapter contains HEAVY DRUG AND ALCOHOL USE. Just a warning if you are squeamish to that topic xx**

The brunette girl wakes up the following morning and untangles herself from Louis' arms. Sitting up next to the sleeping boy to her left, she couldn't help but blush and smile at the memories of last night. A strong part of her didn't want time to keep ticking, she wanted to stay in that moment forever. She had never felt so euphoric, so completely safe in his arms.

She carefully gets up, trying her best not to wake him. She tiptoes to his en suite bathroom and turns on the walk-in shower. The bathroom was something out of a movie, it was crystal clean and had marble stone walls where the shower, toilet and sink were placed. The other two walls were plain white.

Clem catches her reflection in the large mirror above the sink countertop; her curls are messy but her skin looked so smooth, there was no sign of the usual tired circles around her eyes whenever she woke up. She looked the most rested than she had in a long time, a soft smile was tattooed on her face, she couldn't wipe it off. She was utterly giddy after their night together, she was so proud of Louis for talking about his insecurities and was even happier that he shared them with her. She felt connected to him on an entirely new level, and she couldn't wait until he woke up so she could see his smile again. 

She steps into the shower and inaudibly sighs at the soothing feeling, hot water drizzled down from her scalp to her feet. She wastes no time in shampooing her hair and scrubbing her body clean. She did feel pretty guilty for using highly expensive brands to wash with, but she didn't have anything else to use.

Clem stands under falling water, rinsing and refreshing her. She lifts her arms to give her hair one last comb through with her fingers.

A familiar pair of arms snake their way around her waist, pulling her closer and pressing her back against his abdomen. He leans his head down and places kisses from her ear to her neck, his damp dreads falling over her shoulder and tickling the skin. Clem giggles and turns her head, she lifts a hand to touch his cheek.

Louis opens her mouth with his, connecting their lips. Louis leans down to grip her thighs and pick her up effortlessly. She lets out a small squeal as her legs wrap around his waist and she cups his face in her hands. Louis can't help the big grin that creeps on to his face, interrupting their kiss.

Clementine feels his smile and giggles, parting their mouths. 

"Morning, handsome." she brushes a few damp dreads out the way of his face, revealing the toothy smile.

"Good morning, beautiful." he slides his arms tightly around her, keeping her body lifted and pressed against his so she doesn't fall. He showers her wet face in small kisses, making sure not to leave out a single area.

Clem giggles and gently pushes him away, "Louis I need to get out, I'm getting raisin fingers."

"So?" he laughs, not wanting to let go of her just yet. Clementine raises an eyebrow and drags her wrinkled fingertips along his face, Louis cringes at the feeling. "Okay, valid point," he gives in, carefully putting her down and letting her body leave his arms. She laughs and gets out, drying herself and going back to the bedroom.

Louis stays to shower by himself.

Checking her phone, Clem rolls her eyes at her notifications. 11 Unread Messages from Brody and 5 Missed Calls. She unlocks her phone and reads them - all asking when she should come over to get ready for the party tonight. It was already 1:30pm, they had slept right through the morning.