Chapter 22

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Louis' POV 

I didn't really like dinner last night with them. I really don't like how they always ask Allison so many questions. Every conversation she has with them shouldn't be like an investigation. I know she really didn't want to go but she doesn't like telling them no. She's such a nice person. I don't know how I got her. I'll just tell people no. I don't care if they'll be upset or not. She's the opposite of me. I still don't understand how she chose me. I don't want to question it too much. I'm just happy she's mine. I'm never going to be with anyone else.

I woke up to feeling her running the tips of her fingers on my chest. I smiled a little, looking down. I noticed that she was messing with my chest hair. I shook my head, "What are you doing, love?"

I noticed her smile, "You have almost no chest hair."

I chuckled, "Do you want me to have more?"

She shook her head, "You're perfect like this."

I can't help but smile. I don't understand how she thinks so well of me after everything I've done. It seems like she doesn't even think about it. I moved my hand down to the bottom of my shirt she was wearing, pulling it up just above her bum. I moved my hand back down a little bit, messing with her thong. For some reason it's entertaining. I never thought that it would be but it is. I noticed her start to smile, looking up at me, "Do you need something?"

"I was wondering something."

She started messing with my chest hair a little bit more, "Okay, what is it?"

"Do you even think about my past? Like all of the bad things I've done?"

She started quiet for a moment, "Yes, I have thought about it. I don't think about it very often because I don't care about it. I'm happy with the way that you are now."

I'm so happy I have her. I know no one else would be thinking about my past like that. They would probably hold it against me. I'm so happy she's not like other people. She makes me feel like the luckiest guy. I know I'll do anything to make sure we stay together. I don't think anything is going to change with that. I have a feeling she's not going anywhere. I felt her kiss my cheek, "I was kind of wondering something."

"What is it, love?"

"I was thinking I could call my mom today and see what she's been wanting."

''Well I'm not going to stop you. I never wanted you to stop talking to your mum because of me."

She pecked my lips, "You never stopped me. It's been my choice not talking to her."

Before I could say anything she moved so that she was straddling me, reaching over, grabbing her phone from the night stand. She found her mum's number before she put her phone up to her ear. She started talking but I wasn't really paying attention. I know I usually do but she normally isn't on top of me like this in bed. I wish she would be like this more often. It's extremely sexy. I started moving my hands up under the shirt to her hips. I grabbed the sides of her thong again, pulling it down. I noticed her smile a little, shaking her head. I smirked. I moved my hips up to meet hers. She shook her head again, grabbing one of my hands. She intertwined our fingers, continuing to talk on the phone. I moved my other hand down, pushing down my briefs as far down as I could get them. I moved my other hand down, moving her thong to the side. I felt her squeeze my hand as she got off the phone. She set her phone down, looking at me, "Do you mind?"

I smirked, "No I don't."

"What is up with you lately?"

"Can't I just want my beautiful fiance?"

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