Alive (Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 32

Louis took my hand as we walked down the pier, it was almost dark so not a lot of people were out. We had just gotten finished eating at some restaurant I had already forgotten the name to and had decided to take a walk down the pier before going home.

"Do you ever think about what's going to happen later?" I ask as we reach the end of the pier.

"What do you mean?" Louis asks looking down at me confused.

"I don't know, like after we graduate or something."

"You graduating?"

"I'm being serious," I smile punching his shoulder.

"I don't know, I hope I'd still be with you and maybe even-" He stops himself short and I look up at him to see what's the matter.

"Maybe even what?" I ask curiosity killing me. What was he going to say?

"Nothing let's start heading back yeah?" He starts walking away, leaving me standing there. I feel a bit stunned and pause for awhile.

"Hey!" I yell chasing after him. Geez he's a fast walker. I catch up to him slightly out of breathe but try to hide it since I really didn't have to go that far.

"You can't just do that. Stop mid sentence and walk away." I try tugging on his arm to try and get him to stop walking, but he was like a freaking freight train.

"It's not a big deal Am," he keeps his eyes locked ahead.

"Then why can't you tell me?"

"Because I don't feel like it." Now he's just making me in unnecessarily angry. What's gotten up his butt? I take my arm out from around his and fold my arms across my chest. I know I'm acting childish but I really want to know what he was going to say.

We walk back the rest of the way in silence with a glare on my face the whole time. When we reach the front door is when Louis finally speaks up.

"Don't be mad at me please," he says with a frown on his face. I look away and go to reach for the door but he grabs my hand and pulls me into him.

"I really don't like it when you're mad at me." His face is now just inches from mine and I have to try really hard not to kiss him.

"If you don't like it so much, why do you keep making me mad?" I go to pull away but his grip is unyielding. Without warning he crashes his lips down on mine and I immediately kiss back. He pushes me up against the back of the door and moves his hands to my neck kissing me more forcefully. This was really unexpected but I have to say that I really like it. I silently pray that no one will walk out of their door anytime soon but think to myself this is probably not something you should pray for at this moment in time.

He takes one of his hands off of my neck and I'm afraid he's going to stop but I feel the door move from behind me and I almost fall but two arms catch me and wrap themselves around me. I hear the door shut which I'm assuming he closed with his foot since his arms never left their spot from around me.

He starts walking backwards until he hits the bed with me falling on top of him. He pulls away for a second for both of us to catch our breathes.

Within a second he has us flipped over, his lips back on mine. Without thinking I put my hands under his shirt and I could feel the goosebumps rise on his skin as I did. My body felt like it was on fire and things were escalating quickly.

Louis pulls away once more and I take the opportunity to pull his shirt off, throwing it somewhere in the room. He smirks down at me before attaching his lips to my neck biting and sucking. I didn't know that anything could feel this good. I could feel his hands tugging at the hem of my shirt and I was getting impatient.

"Just take it off," I breathe out. He pulls it off in one swift motion and I'm left exposed but I don't feel self conscious around him.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers looking down at me. He looks back up at me and my breath stops in my throat. I love him so much it's not healthy and I want him to have every piece of me.

"Are we really doing this?" He asks just above a whisper. Louis is the only one for me and we were ready for this. I know he won't hurt me.

"Yes," I say threading my hand through his hair.

He nods his head and presses a soft kiss to my lips. "I love you."

"I love you too," I say back. He kisses me one more time before undoing the button on my jeans.

*****
I'm woken up by the sun streaming in through the window almost blinding me. I turn my head so I'm facing the wall and open my eyes again. I was laying on top of Louis who was still sleeping. I could feel one of his arms draped loosely across my still bare back, but I couldn't look away from his face. He was beautiful. I traced my finger across his lips lightly hoping not to wake him. I felt him stir and I quickly dropped my hand and laid my head back down on his chest hoping he would believe I was still asleep.

I felt his arm tighten around me and heard him take a deep breathe. He just laid there for awhile until I felt his hand run though my hair and that's when I finally decided to "wake up".

I lifted my head up a little bit so I could look at him. He gave me a small smile and I returned it back.

"Did I wake you up?" He asks softly and I shake my head no. I lay my head back down into his neck and close my eyes. I could really get used to this.

"Can we just lay here all day?" I ask.

"Yeah we can," Louis says kissing my head. "Anything you want." He finishes and I smile. We stay silent for a few more minutes until Louis speaks up again.

"You're not hurt at all are you?"

"I'm fine." I was sore but it wasn't to bad.

"Are you sure because-"

"Louis I'm fine, I promise," I interrupt him. He finally nods his head and relaxes.

My mind starts to wander onto last night and a smile comes into my face. He was gentle and slow, always making sure I was okay. I'm not an idiot to think that I'm only girl he's been with like that, but he was my first and I couldn't ask for anything better than what he gave me. But there's still the question that's keeps coming into my mind no matter how much I try to push it away. Did he really enjoy himself? He's probably been with better more experienced girls and here I am not knowing what to do with my hands.

"What are you thinking about?" I hear Louis ask and I could already feel the blush start to come onto my cheeks. I shake my head and look away.

"Come on you can't be shy around me now." He takes my chin in his fingers and turns my head so I'm now looking at him.

"It's to embarrassing," I mumble.

"Come on, tell me." This is mortifying but I really want to know.

"Did you uh did you," I can't even talk. "Did you even enjoy yourself?" I ask quickly ducking my head down so he wouldn't look at me. He stays silent for a few moments and I think the worst.

"Is that even a question? Why would you think of something like that?"

"'Cause you've been with more, better girls and I-"

"Don't even finish that sentence." He lifts my head up once more to look at him. "I can honestly say that last night was the best night of my life. I didn't love those other girls, alright? You were perfect, you are perfect." I kissed him right then and I could tell I caught him off guard. He always knows what to say and I'm grateful. I pull away and he has a grin on his face.

"What was that for?" He asks.

"Just cause"

"You should do it more often," he says pulling me down for another kiss.