Mr. & Mrs. Tomlinson

♥ Chapter 29 ♥

Chapter 29: I wanted to feel each and every bit of it in every part known to the human mind. 

Warning: Sexual Scenes ahead. READ AT YOUR OWN CONSENT! 

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“I really don’t want to go this dance. It’s nothing special.” I grumbled and cuddled closer to Louis. He accepted with a warm embrace and kissed my forehead as he chuckled. 

He snapped his fingers, “it’s going to be special. Don’t let this whole five-year separation thing ruin your senior high school experiences just because I can’t dance with you.” He rubbed my chin between his fingers as he hummed me a song. 

Tonight, we’re cuddled on my bed and just staring at the pale white ceiling. We’ve made everyday just for us. He drives me to school everyday and we always drop by the hospital to see my dad, some days Lake and I would sleep over at their shared pad in one of the most elite condos in the city. Among all those memories with Louis, this night with him – probably our last night together, would be the best that I’ll ever remember. 

Resting my head on his chest, I started drawing circles around the button of his shirt. “But I want to dance with you.” I sighed. 

He chuckled as he began drawing circles and caressing his hands along my arms. “You’ve danced with me a couple of times.” He shifted so that he can look down on me. “Do you remember our first dance?” He smiled. 

I laughed as I remembered the horrid memory of our wedding reception. It was our official first dance together. I wasn’t happy at that moment. My mind was going through the thoughts of Ryder and how hurt he must’ve been. I could say Louis felt the same way too. Of course he admitted he loved me ever since but I couldn’t blame him if he felt remorse when we danced together because at that time, I didn’t reciprocate his feelings for me. 

“Yeah you didn’t know how to dance.” I laughed even more as I remembered the many times we stepped on each other’s foot. We seriously were not in sync. We didn’t have that silent communication and we both had scowls on our faces so it wasn’t really a good wedding dance for us. Although when I think about it now, it could be one of the most memorable moments I have with Louis. And I know I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

He snorted. “Pardon me. It was you who didn’t know how to dance. Do I need remind you Ms. Bell?” he snickered as he saw me scowl up at him. 

“Of course I knew how to dance!” I slapped on his chest playfully but he just laughed it away. “I’ve been to a couple of Fall Formal dances so I believe I’m equipped enough.” 

He looked up at the ceiling, laughing. “Yeah keep telling yourself that.” A moment of silence passed on. Louis stared blankly at the ceiling, smiling. While I stare at him in awe. Oh how I will miss him. His scent, his smile, his voice. Everything that makes him, him.