Louis & Blair story (A gossip girl fan fiction) <discontinued>

Chapter four

Chapter 4

Louis PoV

Everyone had left the room, it was just me and Blair. I leaned forward and kissed her soft. "You should have call for me" I said. She looked at me with a sad smile "You are angry" she said. I was a little bit angry at her, but it was impossible for me to be angry at her. "No, I'm just disappointed and angry at myself for leaving you alone" I said and tears burn in the back of my eyes "Hey" she said and took my hand in her hands "It wasn't your fault, it was my stubborn to walk by myself" she took my hand to her lips and kissed it gently. "Don't scare me like this again, OK?" I asked. Blair nod as an answered and I kissed her forehead. She looked very tired so I said "Try to sleep something Darling" and just some minutes later she slept.

-----NEXT DAY-----

Blairs PoV

I woke up and felt someone held my hand. I open my eyes and saw Louis sitting in a chair and his head was leaning at the wall. He was asleep but his hand was still around mine. I looked at the clock, 8 am. I poked at Louis arm because a nurse came in. He quickly woke up and smile tired at me. The nurse told us that I could go home now and that they wanted me to be back in a week so they could take away the sowing. I just had my bloody shirt and my skirt so the nurse showed us to the forgotten clothes room so I could take something from there. I found a pair of brown pumps in my shoe size, a black skirt, a blue striped shirt and a black leather jacket. I threw away my old bloody clothes in the trash and I was put in the wheelchair again. Louis gave me a smirk "What?" I asked "You and your cloths" Louis said and kissed my forehead. We took the elevator to the garage floor where Louis driver Jean-Pier was waiting in a black car. We had to drive out the back way because in the front there was like 100 paparazzi's. Louis helped me in to the car and got in after me. Jean-Pier started to drive home to the apartment that I had lived in since I was 12. Jean-Pier parked outside and Louis helped me out of the car and then lifted me up. "What are you doing?" I said laughing. "I need to practise" he said smiling and carried me into the elevator. He pressed the twelve button and the doors closed. I leaned my head back and looked in to Louis beautiful eyes. Louis stroke a ringlet of hair and put it behind my ear and kissed me soft. I dragged myself closer and started to play with his tongue. The elevator door opened and we stepped out of the elevator, taking a breath-take before the kiss continued. Dorota was luckily free today so we were alone. Louis started to kiss me on my throat and a groan came out from me. I started to drag of the jacket I took from the hospital. Then I started to drag of my shirt. Louis was already shirtless. Louis was gazing at my scars. "I don't wanna hurt you" he said looking in to my eyes "You're not going to" I said and climbed on top of him. I started to kiss his stomach and followed his 6-pack lines. Louis groaned and I continued to kiss him on his stomach and started to work up to his neck. Louis sat up and dragged me closer. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he started to kiss me passionate. I put my arms around him neck and he lifted me up. Louis started slowly walk to the bedroom, and after we got in he shut the door...