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Chapter 13

Dear You,

Keeping this a secret is turning out to be the best damn decision of my life…well, second to telling you how I feel. It’s cheesy, but to be honest, I feel like i’m not hiding anything anymore…well, with the exception of us hiding the fact that we make out with each other…hmmm…

You get the point. 

I don’t regret telling you. Not the least bit. If I have to keep a secret, I’m glad I get to keep it with you.

-Me

~*~

“Okay, since you guys seriously suck at the concept of ‘bringing over food,’ will one of you please go get something of actual substance besides crisps from the kitchen?” Zayn said as he set himself up in front of his new tv, trying to figure out how to work it.

“Last I checked, we are starving artists who live off crisps and soup thank you very much!” Louis dramatically pushed himself off the couch and stood up. “But, I suppose I can whip something up for us so we don’t all have to suffer.”

“You guys figure out the tv, and I’ll go help in the kitchen.” I followed behind Louis, who hopped up on the counter.

“You know I don’t plan on making anything, right?” Louis swung his legs off the counter as he pulled out his iPhone and read through some tweets.

“Why do you think I came in here.” I rolled my eyes and dug through the fridge for something I could heat up. My fingers hit a chinese takeaway left overs box that would be big enough for the four of us to share. I emptied the contents into a bowl and stuck it into the microwave. My eyes wandered over to Louis who was suppressing a smile as he stared down at his phone.

“What are you looking at?” I asked as I curiously made my way closer to him, resting my hands on his thighs. 

“Just some naughty tweets from the fans. The things they want to do with us. It’s too entertaining.” He said as he finally freed the laugh he was keeping in in the most adorable (I can call my best guy friend adorable, right?) way possible.

“Well,” I walked closer to him and settled myself between his legs which were dangling off the kitchen counter, “you know what I want to do with you right now?” I channeled my best smolder face and I could literally see Louis melting under my gaze.

He fought to keep his composure, but he lost miserably. “W-what’s that?” His voice broke slightly as he replied.

“I want to kiss you all over and put a huge love bite in that one spot you love the most on your neck.” I took my finger and placed it on the area I was talking about and ran my finger over the skin slightly, making him shutter.

I moved my face close to his so we were only inches apart, but I kept my finger on his neck. “This spot right here? That’s where you like it, right?”

“More than anything.” Louis said in a rough, low voice.

“What the hell are you guys doing?!” Zayn asked as he walked into the kitchen and saw us. From his point of view, all he could see was me standing between Louis’ legs with his legs very loosely wrapped around the sides of mine and our faces separated by at most 3 inches of space.

“Staring contest, Zayn. Don’t ruin it.” Louis said with a smirk as he widened his eyes and met my gaze again.

Zayn shook his head and walked out of the room mumbling something along the lines of “weird fucks. I just want some food.”

Louis kissed me quickly and hopped off the counter, taking the food out of the microwave and bringing it out to the rest of the lads.

I smiled in content and followed.