"Hey" I say "How are you, Louis?"
He does not respond.
"I missed you" I go on talking.
No answer.
"What did you do while Rose and I were in Ireland?" I look at Louis and do not see any expressions in his face.
"Can we go inside? I'm freezing" I tell him.
No reaction.
"Did you miss me?" I question and Louis looks directly into my eyes.
He takes a step forward and presses his lips against mine.
It feels so good to be with him.
His lips on mine.
His hands on my hips.
My arms around his neck.
Being with him is so lovely, so comfortable, it makes me so happy and for a moment, I forget about everything that happened in Ireland.
I wish that moment would last forever.
Louis takes my hand and we go inside.
"I missed you so much" he whispers into my ear and I shiver.
"I missed you, too" I respond and he smiles.
If he only knew...
"So Zayn and Rose are upstairs, I think they're watching a movie or something"
"Okay."
We go to his room and when we sit on his bed Louis asks "What did you do in Ireland?"
What should I tell him?
I decide to say what we did at school.
"Well, we had some projects at school, like comparison of London and Dublin or the schools and things like that and then we had to present our results. The school was pretty boring and the flat was small. What did you do while we were away?"
Louis leans his head against the wall behind his bed and closes his eyes.
"Nothing special." he answers a few seconds later.
Wow. Thank you for this interesting answer. Too much information for me.
I roll my eyes and lay down.
Louis lays down next to me and for some moments, nobody says anything.
We are just lying there, enjoying being next to each other and feeling comfortable.
"Diana?" Louis whispers after a while.
I open my eyes.
"We've just met a few months ago and it feels like we've been knowing each other for years." he says.
Well, he does know me but I barely know him. He has a secret. Or two secrets. He maybe killed one of my best friends.
I do not believe that, my mother does.
I wish I knew more facts about him, I wish he was a bit more open-minded, he barely talks about himself.
"I love you, Louis." I whisper.
"I love you, too." he responds and kisses me.
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Desperation.
FanfictionI had good marks,great friends, a lovely home, nice hobbies... I had an almost perfect life. Except one point. The guy I fell in love with. My mum always told me not to fall in love - cause when something falls... it breaks. Now I know what she mean...
