When You're Gone

Chapter 3~ Shoulder-

Louis' P.O.V.

Grace turned over sweetly to her side, her back facing me, and i wrapped my long arm around her delicate body, pulling her into me more. Together our breathing was rough and rapid, but we were in unison with every breath we took. I felt Grace's body tremble when i kissed her neck and her warm skin raised with tiny goosebumps.

"You are amazing," I murmured against her ear, referring to our memorable love. It was our first time together, but it wouldn't be our last. "How am i supposed to leave you now after that?" I sighed, tightening my grip around her waist.

She flipped me over onto my back and crawled on top of me, straddling my waist. "Leave me?" She questioned and bent down, trailing light kisses up my torso to my chest. She made her way up my neck, across my jaw line and back to my ear. "There's no way i'm letting you go now," she whispered seductively.

"I wish i didn't have to go," i sighed honestly, placing one of my hands on each of her bare thighs. She squealed and giggled when i gave them a squeeze.

"Louis!" she cried in a joyful plea. "I'm serious," she rubbed my chest with her massaging hands, "just don't go."

A low moan erupted from my throat in pleasure from her tempting touch. "I have to go back. They need me in London."

"Can't you just video chat?" She complained, trying to get me to give in, something i wanted to do desperately at the moment, but i know i didn't have any other choice.

"I'm afraid not, love," i huffed, hating to know that i was disappointing her, "There was an error and all my tracks were erased and they need me to record them all over."

"Which dumb ass screwed that up?" She snapped, getting annoyed.

"Shhh," i whispered, smearing away her distressed wrinkles in her forehead, "it doesn't matter," i shook my head at her, "no one is to blame."

"I don't want you to go Louis," she whispered, eyes swelling with threatening tears. her voice broke and she refused to meet my gaze as the tears couldn't be held back any longer.

I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces for being the reason of her crying. I didn't even know how to respond. There was no possible way to make things better. I sighed and pressed my lips firmly to the top of her head and pulled her face into my chest for a massive hug.

"I know," i murmured, "I know."

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Grace's P.O.V.

I cried and cried silently into Louis' toned, bare chest, unable and unwilling to stop. The tears dropped into small puddles that began to form on Louis' chest until there were no tears left to fall. I hated to think that he was going to be leaving me again and for who knows how long he'll take this time. It wasn't fair; i only just got him back.

Louis rubbed my back as i began to calm down. I took a deep breath and sat up, wiping away my tears with the backs of my hands. Louis gave me a half smile, encouraging me to smile back. That was his way of telling me 'it was all going to be okay.' He just never said it out loud because he knew i'd never believe him. And he was right.

"Grace," Louis started, changing subjects, "we have dinner reservations downstairs in the restaurant at six thirty. Does that sound alright?"

I smiled and nodded, "Thank you Lou. That sounds wonderful." i rolled off him and sat with my feet dangling off the end of the bed, my naked back to him.

"Great!" he beamed, kissing my right shoulder blade before he skipped out of bed. "I'm going to go take a shower real quick, then you can take one." He told me, wrapping a blue towel around his nude waist. He paused and gave me a seductive grin, "unless you want to take a shower with me?" he offered.