Beach Nights- Louis Tomlinson

Hands Fit and my T-shirt

Hello loves!

How was your weekend? Mine was quite good! I was going to update yesterday after my little brothers hockey final (they lost) but then I got mad at my mother and couldn’t make myself write but I’ll do it now. Have any of you read my {im}perfection dare? I’ve been updating that everyday so its there if you ever get bored. But I think I might try to update this story everyday this week and out the dare on hold but no promises I get busy. This is getting long and probably boring for you so I’ll go back to Tay and Louis now.

Louis POV

I’d been worried to meet her, I mean she really could have been anyone, but I needn’t have worried becauseTayloris absolutely beautiful. It did end up being the same girl from the airport surprisingly enough.

When I’d pointed her out to Ni on the beach and he told me that he’d met her yesterday and spent most of the day with her it had clicked that she was probably the girl Zayn had called fit last night and I’d suddenly had an urge to punch him and yell that she was mine even though she technically wasn’t.

Now we’re all about to get in the water except for Zayn who insists that he wants to work on him tan when Taylor asks him why he’s not coming but Niall and I know that it’s because he doesn’t really know how to swim.

I take off my shirt leaving me in just my swim trunks and exposing my hard stomach, and Niall does the same. I can already sort of seeTaylor’s bikini through her translucent white t-shirt but the teenage boy side of me can’t wait for her to take it off, well actually I’m not even a teenager anymore but whatever, the feelings are the same.

She looks a little bit scared to take off her shirt though and I think it’s cute how self-conscious she is but I still hope she takes off the shirt soon. I see her take a deep breath and then take off her shirt.

She throws it onto one of the beach chairs beside us and then immediately starts talking to Niall, completely averting her gaze from me. I can’t figure out if it’s because she’s uncomfortable talking to me when she’s just taken off her shirt or that she literally doesn’t care to talk to me.

Personally, I hope it’s the former.

I can’t help but stare at her and I start to think maybe it’s better she’s not looking at me because I know I’m staring at her like an idiot.Tayloris absolutely beautiful, I already knew her face was practically perfect but an amazing body on top of that; I have to remind myself to breath.

It’s probably not right, but I have an overwhelming urge to grab her in my arms and hold her tight. I know I can’t do that though because she’d probably figure that I actually am a rapist which she was so scared of when she first met me on the beach.

“Lou, mate close your mouth, it’ll catch flies. We already both know she’s quite fit but I think we should do something other than drool over her.” Niall snaps me out of my daydream and I see him wink atTaylor.

I can’t believe he actually said that, I mean come on, now Taylor is going to think I’m a drooling idiot, well I guess technically I am, but she doesn’t need to know that. Too bad Niall already told her.

I snap my mouth shut and try not to hit Niall, because right now I really want too.Taylorlooks at my quickly barely meeting my eyes and when she does she blushes bright red. I blush a little bit too and Niall just stands there laughing at the two of us.

“Well let’s get into the water.”Taylorsays finally, breaking the silence.

Niall and I both nod and then follow her into the water. She gets in first and runs into the huge crashing waves avoiding the crash zone so that the waves don’t pull her off her feet. Niall and I both stand at the edge of the water not getting in.