i dried my wet hair with my cotton towel, walking out of the bathroom. i couldn't believe that we had to leave in literally 2 days. london has been amazing, but of course i missed my family back at home.
"hey!"
i flinched, turning around quickly to face where the sudden voice was coming from. it couldn't have been noah or julie, they were out buying food, which is why i got so scared, what if a murderer got in our apartment?
instead, louis stood there, leaning against my doorframe with a smirk planted on his face.
i let out a sigh in relief. "god, you scared me, louis,"
he laughed in response.
"how the fuck did you get in here?" i asked him. he held up a key, i completely forgot that i gave him the spare key to the apartment.
"oh please, i can totally leave if you don't wa-" louis said in a joking manner before i cut him off.
"no no, i never said that," i giggled.
he rolled his eyes playfully at me before wrapping his arms around my waist.
"i missed you though," he whispered so that i could barely hear. i felt butterflies flutter in my stomach as his warm breath brush against my nape.
"we just saw each other a few days ago and last night too over facetime," i whispered back.
"okay- does that mean i can't miss you?" he scoffed jokingly. i shook my head.
after a bit, he let go of me and was now sitting on my bed as i started to pack.
"can i help you pack?" he asked me casually, i gave him a sarcastic look as he hurriedly got off the bed to help me do the packing.
he sat there like a child, not knowing where to put the clutter of clothes i had scattered across my bedroom floor. he randomly grabbed a shirt i brought, it was cropped and it had an angel on the middle.
"i haven't seen you wear this, it's really pretty," he said, tilting his head and holding it out, observing the t-shirt as he looked back at me.
"oh, yeah it is really pretty," i said simply.
truthfully, i planned on wearing it here in london because i told myself that it would be the time to be confident and carefree, but my insecurities got the best of me and i just, well, never did because of how it made my body look. also because julie told me it wouldn't look good on me.
"you should wear it sometime, it would look really pretty on you," he said, folding it and handing it to me. i felt my heart melt, my cheeks growing red. i turned my head to him and sighed, quickly nodding.
"mhm, i will! thanks lou," i smiled genuinely at him.
he laughed innocently and continued helping fold and pack my clothes.
"god, you have like 20 hoodies packed, and you still steal mine?" he complained. i rolled my eyes playfully at him before putting on a white hoodie i 'stole' from him in the past.
"okay, you like it when i steal your hoodies though?" i smirked at the boy.
he made a small noise and shrugged, continuing to pack my clothes.
"your clothes smell exactly like you," he said.
"well, duh?" i expressed, "thanks for pointing that out, what a great discovery louis partridge! my own clothes smell like me! how odd," i said sarcastically. he let out a deep chuckle and put his own hand in my hair, messing with it.
"god you're so annoying," i mumbled, leaning on the end of my bed in mock anger.
"you love me," he smirked.
"hm," i turned to face him. his bright brown eyes were already planted on me. he stared at me intently for a few seconds, his expression unreadable.
"yea, maybe i do," i whispered, leaning in as i felt his soft lips connect with mine. he placed a hand on my cheek, his other one playing with my hand on my lap.
he pulled away, a small smile decorating his pinkish lips.
"maybe i do love you," he mocked me. i rolled my eyes and shoved him away jokingly.
AUTHORS NOTE
can u tell im procrastinating on making y/n leave
bc i dont want it to be sad
anyways i hope u guys had a good christmas!!
tell me what u guys asked for/got in the comments :D
pls take care of urselves and dont feel pressured to keep working if ur tired
taking breaks is important too <3
drink water bc ur cool
