Louis' POV

I feel Kacey's back against my chest. I grasp her tighter to me. She turns over so we're chest to chest. I open my eyes to look down at her, and realize she's was looking up at me. She scoots herself up so we're face to face. We lean in to one another and let our lips meet. I reposition myself, so I'm hovering over her. She breaks the kiss to lock the door. As she walks back to the bed, I place my back against the headboard. She straddles my hips when she finally gets back to the bed. I kiss her while pulling her hips closer by her upper leg. I lick her bottom lips asking for an entrance which is graciously accepted. I place my arm around her mid-back, pulling her body closer to mine. We then hear the knob trying to be twisted, followed by loud bangs on the door.

"Louis, open up the door, we have a concert today!" We heard through the door.

"Give me an hour!" I pull away from Kace to yell.

"Louis, it's not going to take an hour to get dressed! What else are you doing?!" Zayn shouts.

"Just go, I'll be done when I'm done!" I respond, louder than intended.

I pull my legs out from under Kacey and gently lay her down at the foot of the bed. I kiss down her neck just as the clicking of the door sounded, meaning that it was unlocked. I look up, noticing Niall in the door way with the key card to our room in hand. Kace probably gave it to him last night when she was upset and her and Niall were suppose to switch rooms.

"Oh. . . "Liam sighs.

"Get some!" Harry laughs.

I get up heading over to my suit case, grabbing a 'The Killers' shirt and some jeans.

"I'll be out in a few, I'll change there since we'll be forced to anyway. Get dressed Kace, you're coming." I say.

"Okay," she agrees then turns to the boys in the doorway. "Please leave, I need to get dressed."

I take my shirt off as they close the door, not caring that Kace is staring. I chuckle as I get my other shirt on. I go into the bathroom to finish changing. I slip on TOMS after putting on my jeans. As I walk out, I see her in purple jeans, a leather jacket over her tank top that says rock and roll, and boots to match. For a girl she gets dressed fast. I notice a few necklaces on her neck, one from her birthday a few years ago from me (a heart that says 'I love your little things'), a few bracelets changeling on her wrists, and rings all over her fingers. I walk over to her and take her in my embrace. When I kiss her, she places her hands on my cheeks. I can feel the cold steel of her rings. She get her purse and we both get our phones from off the chargers.

The door then opens once again.

"Come on, there'll be time to 'play around' with your girlfriend later. Right now, we have to get to rehersal." Liam rushes.

Notes

Sorry it took so long to update, I've been having issues with my family and friends. Besides having issues with them, I'm also having to deal with my self-loathing and self-consciousness. Thank you for reading, please comment if you're even still reading. Sorry again!