Desirable

~34. Coach

That night, Louis was out like a light. 

The instant he laid in his bed, he was unconscious until his alarm went off the next morning. Clementine watched him doze off with a worried frown, it was only 8 o'clock at night when he fell asleep. She knew it was because of how hard he trained earlier that day and he had to repeat that routine every morning, now that his wound was healed. 

Early the following morning, Louis once again awoke to his alarm. He was quick to turn the hauntingly loud alert off before Clem woke up too. The unconscious girl was on top of him with her face nestled in his neck and her arms lazily hugging him. She was still fast asleep and gently fanning her warm breaths against his neck. 

Louis slides a hand up to her messy curls and runs his fingers through them, earning a tiny moan in response. A smile tugs at his lips as he felt her relax against his touch, her body going completely limp on top of him. With his other hand, he lifts her vest top and slowly glides his fingertips along her back. 

He does this for a few minutes, while his eyes adjust to his awake state. He steadily rolls over, holding on to his lover as if she was a newborn baby. Making sure she's comfortable in the large double bed, he then gets up and dressed. 

He pulls on a pair of gym shorts and shirt, along with his socks and trainers and dreads tied back. He brushes his teeth and takes a couple of Vitamin D pills, that coach Nelson provided for him. 

Going back to his bedroom, he kneels down beside the bed and places a loving kiss on the girl's forehead. His smile is wide as he secretly admires the view in front of him. She looked so beautiful and so peaceful, he was desperate to get back into bed with her. Instead, he sighs and gives her another gentle kiss on her forehead. 

"I love you, my sleeping beauty." he whispers, placing yet another kiss on her face. 

Louis tears himself away from her and jogs out of his room and down the grand staircase, then entering the kitchen. He's met with Nelson, who is preparing a protein shake for the dreadhead. 

"Morning, champ!" he smiles, shaking the bottle vigorously. 

"Morning," Louis flashes him a small smile in return and slumps down on a stool by the kitchen island. 

"We're doing track and swimming today. Have you taken the Vit D pills?" he puts the protein bottle down in front of him.

"Yep, I have. Why do I have to go swimming? I play football." he grabs the bottle and takes a sip.

"It's a part of your cardio workouts and it works your muscles. I know you don't like it but you have to." Nelson huffs and pats his shoulder. "Now, get that down you so we can go."

Louis rolls his eyes and gives in, obeying to his coach's demands. 

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An hour later, the brunette wakes up. She rubs her eyes then blindly pats the space beside her on the bed, forcing her eyes to open when she feels it empty. She sighs and sits up, staring off into space. 

Clem hated waking up without him, it made her feel so dull and lonely. She understood that he had to go to his training sessions every morning now because his wounds were healed, but she didn't like it. Neither did he. 

The girl drags herself out of bed and throws on one of her boyfriend's t-shirts and a pair of her own black cycling shorts. She runs her small hands through her chaotic dark curls, trying to make them look at least decent. She had forgotten to bring her petite makeup bag, therefore just had to go naked-faced. 

A rhythm of notes ring loudly among the bed sheets and Clem searches for it. Finding her phone, she presses the icon to accept and holds it up to her ear.