Safe [punk l.t.]

Chapter 15

Louis P.O.V

I cautiously step inside the house hoping my dad would be out drinking or staying over at my uncle's . I was in luck. Indeed the house was empty and it would be smoother around here without him.

With Jess in my arms I made my way up to my room and set her on my bed snatching a few extra blankets from the linen closet. She mumbled something I couldn't hear.

"Could you repeat that?" I asked.

"Thank you," she whispered.

That was odd. I thought for sure she hated me or something. It must be the alcohol.

"You're welcome love. Is there anything else I can get you?"

"No..." she hesitates.

"What is it?" I prompt.

"Sleep with me."