Secrets 2

Chapter 23

Allison's POV

It was nice being at my mom's for a little bit. I started to forget about this morning with Louis. I'm still annoyed with him but nothing like I am with my dad. I can't believe that he wrote me a check that big. Louis takes care of me. He does so much more for me than he has to. If only people knew him like I do. I would rather keep it the way it is though. I love knowing that I'm the only person that knows him so well. For some reason I even know him better than his friends and family. I would rather keep it that way though. I love him the way he is and that's all that matters. I mean I don't even care about his past. I do just not enough to change the way I feel or think of him.

When I got back home I noticed that his car wasn't in the driveway. Where could he have gone? I just hope that he's not out doing something stupid. I don't want him doing anything like he did the last time he left. I would clean up his hand again. I just hate seeing him hurt. I know he feels the same way about me. I walked upstairs to our room, setting my bags down then set the check down on the nightstand. I walked back over to the dresser, pulling out some lazy clothes before I changed into them. I mean I don't plan on going anywhere else today. I sighed before walking back down the stairs then into the kitchen. I'm sort of hungry and who knows when he's going to get home. I guess I can be nice enough and make him some dinner too. I mean it can't hurt anything. I know we need to work on somethings but making him dinner would effect any of that.

When I finished up making it, he still wasn't home. I honestly have no idea where he would go. I don't want to bother him in case he's mad. I'm sure he's not happy with me for leaving and not saying anything to him. I know he's always worried that something is going to happen to me. I sat down at the counter, eating by myself. I don't mind it but it just feels weird. Every time I eat Louis is here with his hand on my leg. When I was done I put my plate in the sink before going to grab my lap top before sitting back down at the counter. Maybe I can start figuring out what all we have to plan for our wedding. I know we're still going to be married. I just don't have any idea how much we really need to plan. I've never had to deal with anything with a wedding before.

Louis' POV

I've been out most of the day looking for her. I have no idea where she went. I even went to Niall's and he looked really confused on why I was even there. I didn't really say anything. I just left. I hope she's at home because I'm out of places to look. I know she wouldn't go to Alyssa with anything about us and defiantly not her mom. Her mom just knows about us but not everything. Which I'm fine with. She probably wouldn't let Allison be living with me right now if she did. 

I parked my car in our driveway before walking inside. I heard some moving around coming from the kitchen. I smiled a little with relief. I know she's home. It's better than her being out there where Joey can find her. I walked by the living room and saw that she wasn't in there. I know she's downstairs. I walked down the hall to the kitchen and saw her sitting at the counter with her lap top. I noticed that there was also a plate of food sitting on the counter. I walked over, wrapping my arms around her. She didn't so anything. I thought she would be happy about this. Well she wasn't happy with me when she left. I mumbled, "When did you get back, love?"

"Not too long ago. I made you dinner."

I smiled, kissing her cheek, "Thank you."

"Mmhmm."

I know I messed up earlier. We'll talk it through. We always do. I sat down next to her, pulling the plate of food over to me. I reached my hand over, placing it on her leg like I usually do when I eat. She didn't even look like she noticed. She's so focused. I don't even know what she's looking up. I don't want to bother her about it. I know she's still upset with me from this morning. I don't blame her. I just needed a reality check with some things. She's right. We can't have sex all the time. Yes, I do want her all the time. I want her every chance I can get her. I can't just do things like that anymore. We do have the rest of our life's to be together. We have plenty of time for that. It's just I've never been with a girl as many times as I've been with her. She's different from those other girls. She deserves so much better than those girls. I shouldn't have been like that towards her. I don't blame her for leaving for a little bit. When I finished eating I got up from the counter, putting my plate in the sink. I walked back around, wrapping my arms around her. I noticed that she was looking up some wedding dresses. I smiled to myself. I love how even when she's upset she's still looking at something to do with us. I kissed her neck, "Can we talk about earlier, love?"