MARISSA'S POV
I nervously sat in my seat, waiting for the plane to England to land. I was going to visit an old childhood friend, Louis. I had in my earbuds, listening to music. A mix of One Direction, Hunter Hayes, Ed Sheeran, Taylor Swift, and Coldplay. As the song Summer Love started, I found myself drifting to sleep...


LOUIS' POV
I was sitting on an airplane, next to a very lovely girl. I was going back to England for a week to meet up with one of my best friends, Marissa. Although I had no idea what she looked like anymore, seeing as I hadn't seen her since 4th grade, I was still excited to become reacquainted with her.
I looked next to me at the girl, and saw that she was asleep, but still listening to music. I clicked the home button on her phone to see what she was listening to. Summer Love, by One Direction. I smiled to myself, knowing that I was sitting next to a fan of our music. I wondered if she would ever notice who I was.As the plane started to land, I gently shook the girl awake. She smiled, saying, "Thanks," and quickly put away her music.


MARISSA'S POV
I looked out of the window and took a shuddery breath. I was never one for flying. The boy I was sitting next to tapped my arm, and said, "The landing's not that bad."

I faintly smiled and replied, "I know, I just don't really enjoy flying."

"I can tell... Your hands are shaking."

I looked down, and sure enough, they were. The boy cautiously took my hands in an attempt to calm me down, but all he succeeded in doing was increase my heart rate. He wasn't that bad looking.

Eventually, the plane landed, and everyone got off, leaving to get their luggage. As I was about to grab my suitcase, strong hands grabbed it first. I whirled around to see the boy I was sitting next to on the plane.

"It looked heavy," he mumbled.

"Thank you," I smiled up at him.


LOUIS' POV
I wasn't thinking... I just followed her out of the terminal, and to the cabs. She started trying to hail cabs, but none of them noticed her. As soon as I threw my hand up, a cab stopped, and she looked behind her, wide eyed.

"You didn't have to get that for me," she whispered.

"I wanted too. I think he's waiting for someone to get in..." I hinted.

"You hailed it, you get in."

"I hailed it for you."

"Are you gonna just stand here arguing all day? Or is someone gonna get in?" The cab driver impatiently asked.


MARISSA'S POV
"How about we both get in?" He asked me.

I was a little hesitant, but eventually I got in, and he cheered.

"Where to?" The driver asked.

"I need to go to Doncaster Square Apartments, Building K."

I read off of the slip of paper Louis had emailed me.

"That's funny, that's where I'm going too!" The boy exclaimed.

About 25 minutes later, the cab pulled up to Doncaster Square Apartments, Building K. The boy got out first before turning around and helping me out of the car.

"What number are you going to?" He asked suddenly.

"Umm... 259," I said carefully.

An incredulous look spread over his face. "Marissa?" He softly asked.

I gave him a confused look before it hit me. "Louis?"

Louis laughed and nodded, then he suddenly grabbed me in a huge hug and swung me around.

"C'mon Marissa! Lets go!"

Right before he opened the door, Louis turned and took a deep breath. "Marissa, there's something I need to tell you."

"You're in One Direction? And Harry is in that apartment? And you want to apologize for the mess he's probably made?"

Conflicting emotions flew across his face. Confused, admiring, bashful, and something else that I couldn't quite place.

"Did you always know I was in One Direction? Yes, Harry is in there, and yes, he has probably trashed the place."

"I figured it out along the way here... I never really got a good look at your face until now."


SUMMARY OF THE WEEK
After I got settled in, Louis took me to an amusement park. Through the week, Louis was carefree and easy to be around. And I felt myself falling for him, every single minute.


THE LAST DAY IN ENGLAND

"I don't want you to go, Marissa."

"I don't want to leave, Louis."

"Then why don't you stay?"

"You don't need to be stuck with me for who knows how long," I said, trying to keep back tears. I was in love with him, but he wasn't in love with me.

Louis gave a small sigh and looked at the ground, his foot scuffing the linoleum of the kitchen. "Marissa... I need to tell you something. I don't think I could bear it if you left. You mean everything to me now. I lo... I... I wrote a song. Can I sing it to you?"

"Sure," I said, slightly confused.

He walked over the piano in the living room and started to play and sing.


Am I asleep am I awake or somewhere in between?
I can’t believe that you are here and lying next to me.
Or did I dream that we were perfectly intertwined?
Like branches on a tree, or twigs caught on a vine.

Like all those days and weeks and months I tried to steal a kiss.
And all those sleepless nights and daydreams where I pictured this.
I’m just the underdog who finally got the girl.
And I am not ashamed to tell it to the world!

Truly, madly, deeply I am,
Foolishly, completely falling.
And somehow you kicked all my walls in.
So baby say you’ll always keep me,
Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love with you.
In love with you.

Should I put coffee and granola on a tray in bed?
And wake you up with all the words that I still haven’t said?
And tender touches just to show you how I feel?
Or should I act so cool, like it was no big deal?

Wish I could freeze this moment in a frame and stay like this.
I’ll put this day back on replay and keep reliving it.
'Cause here’s the tragic truth, if you don’t feel the same,
My heart would fall apart if someone said your name.

Truly, madly, deeply I am,
Foolishly, completely falling.
And somehow you kicked all my walls in.
So baby say you’ll always keep me,
Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love with you

I hope I’m not a casualty,
I hope you won’t get up and leave.
Might not mean that much to you,
But to me it’s everything.
Everything.

Truly, madly, deeply I am,
Foolishly, completely falling.
And somehow you kicked all my walls in.
So baby say you’ll always keep me,
Truly, madly, crazy, deeply in love,
With you.

In love,With you.
In love,With you.


As he finished playing, he took another deep breath, and looked at me. "Marissa, I'm in love with you."
I looked at his face, and found that he was telling the truth. I ran over to him, and gave him the biggest hug in the world. "Louis, I'm in love with you too."

He stood up slowly, advancing on me, as I retreated backwards back into the kitchen. As soon as my back hit the wall, he gave me a knowing smirk, and carefully took my face in his hands. He slowly placed his lips on mine, sending a burning rush through me. I slightly tilted my head, and he pushed my arms against the wall, moving in even closer. He ran his tongue along my lower lip, pleading for access, and making me shiver. I decided to play feisty for a bit and gently bit his lip, then slightly opened my mouth. His tongue met mine in a frenzied attempt to gain control. In one swift movement, he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist, his hands gripping my bum. He gently set me on the counter, and broke off with a groan.

"Marissa," he began. "Marissa, I need to ask you something."

"Sure, Louis. Anything," I replied, trying not to sound too disappointed.

"Are you going to stay? In England?"

I looked at the ground, brow furrowed, trying to make up my mind. I finally decided to put my mind away, and go with what my heart was screaming at me. "Yes."

Louis grinned, and moved in closer again. "I guess there is just one more question to be asked then," he whispered, kissing my cheek.

"And what's that, Louis?" I asked curiously.

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes, Louis."

At those words, Louis swept me off my feet, carrying me like a bride, all the way to the couch, where we sealed our unspoken promises to each other in kisses.

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