I Just Want to be Loved

Little Things

Louis POV

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The next day, it was my turn with Britt. All the boys went into Harry's room to talk to him, but there was something I needed to tell Britt.

I walked into her room and closed the door. I went and sat on the bed by her, and took her hand in mine.

"Hey Britterz. (yes, Britterz. It's a nick-name so get over it) I'm not really sure if you can hear me or not, and I'm not really sure if I want you to hear me, but there's something I need to say to you."

"I don't annoy you just because it's fun. I annoy you so that you notice me. I know, I know, it's a childish thing to do, but hey, I do childish things," I said and laughed. "But there's more."

"Here it goes," I muttered and then I began to sing quietly.

"Your hand fits in mine,

Like it's made just for me.

But bear this in mind,

It was meant to be.

And I'm joining up the dots

With the freckles on your cheeks,

And it all makes sense to me."

Brittany's hand tightened around my own and a smile appeared on my face.

"I know you've never loved

The crinkles by your eyes,

When you smile.

You've never loved,

Your stomach or your thighs.

The dimples in your back,

At the bottom of your spine.

But I'll love them endlessly."

I felt tears in my eyes, and I didn't wipe them away or stop them from falling.

"I won't let these little things,

Slip out of my mouth.

But if I do,

It's you.

Oh it's you,

They add up to.

I'm in love with you,

And all these little things."

I realized that I was crying both because I was sad, and because I was happy. I was happy because I was finally telling her my feelings, but sad because she might not remember.

"You can't go to bed,

Without a cup of tea.

And maybe that's the reason,

That you talk in your sleep.

And all those conversation,

Are the secrets that I keep.

Though it makes no sense to me."