[y/n] POV
"Ahhhh! Louis stop!" i scream as i race down the hall. My boyfriend is closely behind me, attempting to get his fingers on my ticklish waist. I squeal and instantly increase my pace once i feel his hands on me. "Nooo! Ahhh!" i continue to run down the long hallway, but it eventually comes to a dead end. It appears. Cursing under my breath i quickly spin around. There stands Louis, whose chest is moving up and down. Whose lips were troublesomely curved. Whose sparkling blue eyes are locked with mine. As he takes a few steps closer to me, i take a few steps back. It wasnt long, though before i couldnt anymore. My back hits the wall. "no.no.no.no.no." i repeat, my heart beating loudly against my chest. "You cant run now, can ya, sweetheart?" Louis smirks. I shake my head forcefully, shutting my eyelids. "Louis, i swear if you tickle me again, ill-" i dont get the chance to finish my words because a pair of lips crash into mine. My eyes fly open, but i close them right away, wrapping my arms around my boyfriends neck. I groan, feeling his body press against mine. His lips trail down to my jawline, later down my neck. He whines as i tug at thr hairs on the nape of his neck. "Your perfect." He whispers.
