Poison

Gennys POV
I slam my locker shut and jump when a face appears right where the door was.
"God Niall you startled me!" I gasp and he grins cheekily, his blue eyes playful.
"Good," he muses and I laugh lightly as we walk down the hallway together.
"Can I help you with something?" I muse, it's nice that he wanted to walks with me but I'm sure there has to be a certain reason.
"Uh yeah it's kind of embarrassing actually," he stares at his feet, a pink blush rising in his pale cheeks.
"What is it?" I ask, my interest piqued.
"Well," he sighs and looks at me nervously.
I place my hand on his arm in comfort. He doesn't need to be embarrassed around me, though it is adorable.
His eyes stare at my hand on his arm and he takes a deep breath before he continues. "I'm kind of failing biology right now and you're really smart and always seem to know what's going on in class so I was wondering if maybe you would help me out sometime," the words tumble out of his mouth in a rush, not fitting any breath between the run on sentence.
"I would love to help you," I say sincerely and he smiles in relief. I've tutored before and I see no problem in helping Niall, though it does mean I'm going to have to stop spending so much time with Louis to fit it into my schedule. Thoughts of Louis automatically carry me back to the other day and the hickey he left on my neck. I subconsciously rub the fading bruise on my neck and shift my hair to cover it once more.
"Thank you so much," Niall says gratefully. "My mum would kill me if I failed."
I brush off his thanks. "When do you want to start?" I ask.
"Uh tomorrow after school?" He asks. "We can just work in the library so you don't have to come all the way out to my place and vice versa."
"Sounds like a plan," I call over my shoulder and slip into my next class. English.
I slide into my normal seat next to Liam and he smiles warmly at me, his eyes scanning my body.
"Hey," he offers up.
"Hi," I tap my nails on my desk, he's about to say something else when the bell rings, forcing both of us to shift out attention to the eccentric teacher.
About halfway through the class, I feel my phone start to vibrate in my pocket. I discreetly pull it out when the teacher isn't looking and scan the message.

Louis: date night?
Me: isn't every night date night?
Louis: fine, official date night. We can actually leave the house this time.
Me: what do you have in mind?
Louis: that's a surprise ;)

I shove my phone back in my pocket and a silly grin spreads across my face. Louis and I's relationship has been moving pretty fast, yet we still barely ever actually go out. I guess we've determined that it's easier to hang out at my house instead of being with the world. I can't help but feel excited that Louis is actually planning something though.
"What was that?" Liam whispers lowly, leaning over in his seat to talk to me.
"Louis," I explain, still grinning. "We are actually going to go on a real date tonight."
"You haven't gone on a real date yet?" Liam questions with raised eyebrows.
I feel myself blush and am about to explain when the teacher cuts us off. I can't help but feel surprised that she even cared, it seems the teachers here don't really mind what you do in class, except for Mr. Colin of course.
"Not really," I whisper as soon as she's out of earshot.
"Well we've been out to ice cream," Liam smirks. "So I guess we've been on more dates than you and your boyfriend."
I slap his arm playfully and lean back into my seat. Despite the joking manner of his words I can't help feeling sad that he's right.
Wow we really need this date.
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Louis holds open my coat for me, a playful smile on his lips.
"You look lovely, as always," he remarks and brushes back the hair from my neck, pressing a kiss to the bruise he left.
He pulls away and I turn to face him, a smile spreading across my face.
"You don't look too bad yourself," I say, kissing him lightly. With my tall shoes on I have much less trouble reaching up to kiss him. I should just wear heels all the time.
Oh wait, I already do.
He grabs my hand and entwines my bare fingers in his gloved ones, leading me out into the snow. The sky is dark with the early evening, the sun almost completely out of sight. Louis leads me down the slippery steps, taking extra care to make sure I don't fall.
"So where are we going?" I ask as he shuts me into the car, jogging around to get into the drivers seat.
"You see, that's the fun of having a foreign girlfriend," he looks at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I can keep everything a secret because you know nothing about London."
"I'm not that foreign," I scoff and roll my eyes before pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Now will you tell me?" I whisper, pressing kisses down along his jaw.
"Nope!" His voice is bright but I watch his fingers tighten around the steering wheel as I kiss him.
"How about now?" I breathe in to his ear and lightly tug on the lobe with my teeth, he inhales sharply and I watch his resolution waver as he tries to focus on the road.
"No," his voice is strained.
I hum against his skin and move my hand so it's lightly resting on his thigh, kissing along his neck.
"Genny," he pleads lowly.
"Yeah Lou?" I mumble against his skin, slowly sliding my hand upwards.
He groans as I trace my manicured finger along his thigh.
The car abruptly stops and I fall forwards before Louis expertly steadies me while simultaneously stopping the car.
"What the-" I startle before Louis interrupts me by smashing his lips against mine. My hand still rests on his thigh as I lean across the car. One of his hands travels to my waist while the other wraps in my hair. I hook my free arm around his neck while we kiss.
His tongue enters my mouth as we kiss. Suddenly the click to my seatbelt sounds and i rapidly push back the strap, freeing myself. He hoists me over into his seat, not once breaking the kiss. I sit straddling him, his hands roaming my body while our passionate make out causes warmth to spread through my body.

He pushes back my coat as we gasp for breath. I instinctively undo the buttons of his shirt and slide my hands along his chest. His eyes meet mine and everything slows. Our pounding hearts and heavy breathing are the only sounds as we look at each other.
"I think I'm in love with you," he says softly. His hand reaches up cautiously and he runs the palm of his hand across my cheek, lean into his touch and my eyes flutter shut.
"Being in love isn't something you think," I say slowly. "It's something you know."
"Well then," he breathes out a sigh and I open my eyes to see his smiling face inches away from mine. "I know I'm in love with you."
With those words I resume out kiss, this time with less passion and more gentleness at the tone of his words. Too soon I pull away and lean my head into the crook of his neck.
"I know I love you too," I whisper, scared to admit my feelings.
His arms wrap around me and he pulls my close, our synchronized pants slow down as we simply enjoy each other's presence.
"That was a great way to start a date," I muse, breaking the peaceful silence.
I feel his chest rumble as he chuckles. "Not my fault you attacked me," he states.
I lean away from him and my back digs into the steering wheel.
"I did not attack you," I scoff. "You're the one who stopped the car."
"Only because if your hand had travelled any higher we would have been most certainly gotten in a crash," he points out with a smirk.
I blush at his statement and cover my face with my hands. "Sorry," I mumble through my fingers.
He laughs lightly and grabs my hands, pulling them away from my pink face. "You know you could always finish what you started," he says suggestively, his eyes flicking down between his legs.
My eyes widen and I scramble off of his lap and back into my seat, he looks at me in confusion and I avert my eyes.
"You don't have to Genny," he says, trying to console me even though he doesn't understand my reaction.
"I'm a virgin," I blurt out, turning to face him.
He looks taken aback by my words, his blue eyes widening in shock. "You are?" He asks, his eyebrows furrowing.
"Yeah," I mutter. Well there goes this date.
"Huh," he states. I grab my coat off the steering wheel where it somehow got disposed and slide it back on.
"That's awfully vague," I mutter under my breath, glancing out the window.
"It's not a bad thing," he says after a moment. "I guess I just kind of figured..."
"Figured that I've been with dozens of guys?" I reply bitterly, narrowing my eyes as I look at him.
"No!" He exclaims, his eyes widening in panic. "I just didn't think you had never--I mean I thought that you would have--" he shakes his head as he fumbles for words. "I just didn't know."
"Well now you do," I shrug and look out the window, trying to avoid the knot in my stomach.
"Would you ever be open to uh, you know," he asks hesitantly.
"I don't know," I say.
"Are you waiting for marriage?" He asks softly.
I look over to see him staring at me with a gentle expression as I consider my answer.
"I'm waiting for it to be right," I say finally. "If that's when I'm married then I guess that's okay."
He nods along with my answer.
"I take it you're not a virgin," I state clearly.
He blushes slightly. "Uh no," he clears his throat.
"That's okay," I say softly.
"I don't want you to feel pressured to do anything with me," he says seriously.
I think that's the first time a guy has ever said something like that and been so sincere. I lean over and kiss the corner of his mouth.
"I don't," I whisper and sit back in my seat.
"Good," he gives me a small smile. "Now I think maybe we should actually go somewhere on this date, what do you say?"
I grin and look back at him. "I think that sounds like a good idea," I say happily. I think this date has already gone somewhere, at least emotionally. I don't think I have ever been with someone like Louis, and that is definitely a good thing.

Notes

Aw yay cuteness
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT NIALL ASKING HER TO HELP HIM STUDY?
IS LIAM JEALOUS?
WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THEIR DATE SO FAR AND WHAT DO YOU THINK IS GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT?