CHAPTER 11
"We should go. Now" Louis' hold on my arm is extremely tight and I fight the urge to smack his hand to rid myself of the pain.
"Okay, fine. Ease up on my arm, please" I gesture with my eyes to the location where our hands - his hand and my arm - meet.
"Now" He doesn't release me and doesn't loosen his grip, he just moves away from the group and through the crowd back into the house with me in tow.
I'm about to stop walking and stand rooted to the ground in protest that he needs to calm down when Louis steals my idea, he halts suddenly and I nearly ram into him but pause to see what's got his attention. I peer around his now tall, rigid fram standing in a towering protective manner facing someone in front of him. There is a man standing with a much more relaxed pose before us, hands in his pocket and gaze locked with Louis'. His face is marred with a long apparent scar from the temple to his jaw and the flesh is at least three shades whiter than his tan. His eyes are a glowing hazel and his smirk is chilling. He's adorned with a coat covering t-shirt and jeans.
"Louis, long time no see" He extends his hand but Louis remains still.
"Michael" Louis speaks after a tense thirty seconds. So this is the infamous Michael, boy would I like to have a word with him.
"How ya been?"
My feet begin to ache - probably from all the bloody walking and being pushed from pillar to post - but I hold it in, I don't think I want to bring any attention to my presence right now.
"Who is this that I haven't been acquainted with yet?" Too late, my presence definitely got some attention now
Michael moves forward towards me but Louis stops him, stepping between us. This is the only time I've ever wanted to be short so that I could just hide from the pair of glowing eyes I can feel on me.
"We were just leaving" Louis' hand comes around his back in search of mine. I'm reluctant to give it to him but I have no choice so I place my hand in his and feel the jolt in my arm as he tugs me away from Michael. He doesn't stop until we're outside and beside his SUV. Honestly, I'm a little diappointed, I wanted to know what happened between those two and what just happened isn't much to go on.
"Who was that?" As if I'm on a mission for the truth I ask him quietly. He doesn't fumble for his keys and just leans against the car facing me. We are shaded by several trees planted in a neat line beside our spot so you can't see us without squinting.
"No one you need to worry about, love. Let's go"
On the drive home both of us are fidgety and keep our tongues on a leash. Louis' apartment comes into view in no time and I hop out into the dry night air. After locking the car, Louis trudges up the steps to unlock the door but he does so in the loudest possible manner with the banging of the door, dropping the keys and ocassional cursing if he can't get the door open.
"What are you doing?" I ask jokingly
"Huh?"
"You're acting as if this is the first time you're coming here, calm down before you break something or wake someone up"
"There's no one to wake up"
"What do you mean?"
"No one else lives here"
"In the building? Really?"
He finally gets the door unlocked and pushes it open with newfound ease, we enter and he closes the door behind him. My breath is caught in my throat when Louis presses my back against the closed door and weaves his arms around my waist resting his hands just above my butt. Our chests are pressed together as Louis' lips come down on mine, letting my insides melt at the need I'm feeling.
"So we can make as much noise as we like" Louis whispers seductively against my lips. I gasp at his words but also the promise of experiencing something I never have, igniting a tiny flame deep in my belly.
Soon the tiny flame has dominated every thought and action in my body, my fingers run through Louis' hair as he lifts my legs up and wraps them around his waist. The kiss deepens, forgetting about oxygen and needing to breathe, passion runs wild and all there's only Louis and I here and now. Using the amazing speed that he possesses, Louis carries me upstairs to his bedroom and shuts the door behind us without breaking the kiss. My back is pressed up against a second wall but this time he reaches for the first button on my blouse and pops it open as with the others. His actions are hurried and desperate, I don't blame him because I'm just as bothered by clothing as he is, my blouse drops to the floor along with Louis'. His hands stay on my hips moving them forward to be pressed closer to his abdomen. I feel the button of my jeans releasing and the zipper opening, he peels the annoying piece of fabric off along with my shoes and tosses it farther than he needed to. I now stand almost entirely nude infront of him, his eyes travel from my eyes down to I have no idea where and back again. Approaching me, he lifts me up easily and lays me down on the bed before climbing on top of me his lips finding mine in the darkness.
His erection is pressing against my front and I realise that he wants me just as bad as I need him. His mouth moves away from mine and down my law to my neck where he leaves soft kisses on the skin. The lower he goes the more sloppy his kisses get, when he reaches my chest he holds the black bathing suit material and removes it with haste, throwing it onto the floor and attacking my left breast with painless bites and kisses. I'm out of breath by the time he gets low enough to make me moan.
"Well, aren't you eager?" He speaks in a low voice and I nearly didn't hear him.
The black bottom piece is discarded in a similar fashion to my bra. My back arches in the fit of pleasure when I feel Louis' mouth on me, I truly have never experienced anything like this and I doubt there is an equivalent. Louis' name escapes from my mouth in moans of surprise and satisfaction. When I am released he comes back up to my mouth and kissing me with an inexplicable passion and ferocity, I am only able to return a portion of that emotion due to my inexperience.
His pants is unzipped and tossed aside like the other discarded garments. The bulge in his boxers is restrained by stretchy fabric causing slight physical pain that is visible in his facial features. My hands travel down his muscled back enjoying the feel of his back muscles moving beneath my palm and tug on the elastic band of his boxers.
He pauses for a few moments in deliberation but deftly removes the unwanted clothing and tosses it onto the floor. The way his mouth on my skin makes me feel is a feeling I won't get around to explaining, it makes me feel like the gazelle again and he is the leopard. I am his, only his and I crumble in helplessness beneath him, wanting only him to see every inch of my body.
My fingernails dig into his back when I feel him enter me, his welcome body invading mine.
"I'll stop if I hurt you" he breathes against my skin and delivers his first thrust.
Even though we've made love before - there, I said it - it was more of a dream the first time and this is real. His movements were slow so as maybe not to hurt me. My nails dug into his back to help keep my screams in and he moved in and out of me at a slow, treacherous pace.
Before I could stop myself I found myself gasping the word 'Faster' without thinking. I could tell that even he was overcome because he didn't check to see if I was sure, but just sped up his movements. He removed his weight from his elbows and held onto my waist as he lowered himself and erased all the space between us.
Louis smashes his lips against mine rendering me utterly disorientated, my greedy hands move down his long muscular back and my hand - under the control of my hormones and not my brain - squeezes his bum making him laugh softly.
His thrust hits a spot I wasn't acquainted with, forcing my back into an informal semi-circle in the air, Louis using this to his full advantage by wrapping his arms around my waist holding me to him effortlessly. The next few seconds I cannot describe, Louis and I release at the same time leaving me a mass of tired female hormones.
When Louis' movements do slow down he pulls out of me and lies next to me with his arms around my waist. He pulls me closer to his side with half of his frame hidden by mine. I fall asleep to Louis running his fingers up and down my bare back before planting a goodnight kiss on my forehead.
"I love you, Louis. More than you can imagine" my voice is barely audible but I know he heard me
"And more than I deserve" he responds just as out of breath as I am
"Never"
***
I am awakened by a slight warmth arising in my shoulder, when I open my eyes I realise that its just the sunlight beams coming through the curtains of Louis' room.
"Morning" I am greeted with quick kiss.
"Morning. What time is it?"
"Um.........eight, I think. Why?" When what he said is processed, I hurry to get out of bed but Louis has a hold on my waist and pulls me back,"Don't leave"
"I'm not leaving. Well, I have to get home because I have to get to campus in two hours"
"I'll take you, in two hours" he dips his head and buries himself in my hair.
My mind hasn't moved on from Michael and the mysterious happening that went down between Louis and him. Now or never, right? Right?
"Louis?"
"Love?" I could swoon at his response
"W-who's Michael?"
He freezes, muscles in his arms tensing and his breathing is straining to remain natural. I almost tell him not to worry when he speaks without lifting his head.
"Michael and I used to be really close a long time ago but he got greedy and it would cost people their lives which I couldn't allow. We got into a argument and I accidentally got too pissed and reacted violently. I gave him that scar" He's referring to the think white line on Michael's face
"Oh. Have you not spoken since then?"
"Nope"
"Why? Maybe he feels guilty and wants to make ammends"
"Maybe but I don't care. You smell nice"
This new information needs time to be processed and I file it away so that processing can be done at a later stage. Just one more question.
"Did anyone actually die because of Michael?" I ask
"Yes. Two"
"Oh"
His clipped tone suggests that I shouldn't question him further and I agree.
"I have to go-" I stop when my eyes fall on two separate pieces of black fabric that was supposed to be one,"You tore my bathing suit?"
"Maybe"
"Why? I liked that one"
"I bet you liked why I did it better though" I can feel his mischevious grin against my skin and push him away to get off the bed taking the duvet with me. My actions are done in a joking manner but I let him fry.
***
I get home at just after nine and find Nana and Jason having breakfast in the kitchen. My torn bathing suit bra was of no use to me so I had to improvise by wearing two t-shirts which Louis quite enjoyed watching me stumble about.
"Sam, is that you?" Nana calls from the kitchen.
"Yeah, be right there" I rush up the steps into my room.
Thankfully I have no work to be completed so I have a shower, put comfy clothes on and head downstairs. Jase turns and sees me causing a huge greeting grin to emerge. I scoop up his tiny body in my arms and hug him tightly planting a kiss on his cheek that he returns.
"Hey, Sammy. Do you want some breakfast? You can have some of mine" he reaches for his plate and I sit him back down on the chair before sitting beside him.
"Hey, Sam. Where were you last night? I was worried" Nana is her usual casual self but looking sternly at me
"Sorry, I should have called but my battery died" Technically, I'm not lying because my battery really did die last night
"And Louis had no charger at his house?" Nana's question makes me choke on a grape I stole from Jase. I look up at her and she winks up at me then leaves to go do something in the lounge. Same old Nana.
Jase and I finished up breakfast and washed all the dishes together. Afterwards I run up to my room and prepare to go to campus, packing my bag and checking to make sure my phone is fully charged. I'll be taking the car because I just want to get there and get back ASAP.
***
We have a single lecture to attend and its no longer than an hour and at the end of it I throw all my belongings into my bag. The iPad Mini Nana had bought for me was in use as I made little notes and recorded certain explanations for later attention. Ella didn't greet me even when I did, and Zack had kept a space for me not her. Something's up and before I can ask her about it she stomps off out of the room and I retire to pack my things up.
Someone clears their throat - male from how it sounds - and I turn around to see Tony standing in front of me blocking my every exit route and his satchel tightly gripped in his hand. Trying to remain cool I throw my bag over my shoulder and sum up some courage.
"Tony, can I help you?"
"Actually, yes", These two words alone make me want to scream,"I need your help" his tone isn't mocking so I pay attention
"How?"
"I-I need help in......in class. I got into Oxford by my dad pulling a few strings but I really do want to do well and I'd like you to help me"
"And this isn't a prank?"
"I swear, it isn't"
"Fine, I'll help you. Um........we can go to the diner down the street now"
"Really?"
"That's what I said"
"Awesome"
We take my car and head to the local diner with the meanest pie on the planet and I'm craving some right now.
The waitress takes our order of two pieces of pie and coffee and saunters off.
"Okay, so, tell me what it is you need help in" I ask in opening
He explains a specific area he is confused about and I launch into a full-on explanation using my iPad as visual and audio aids. When our pie comes we take a break to eat and dive back into my tutoring. Tony isn't half bad except the fact that he hangs out with complete barbarians and maybe I could get him to be with us sometimes.
"Hey, what time is it?" Tony asks
"Um...four. Why?"
"No reason. We've been here a long time"
"And I hope you learnt something too"
"Yes, ma'am" he salutes me and I laugh
Tony insists that he pays the bill and I pay the tip. Walking out of the diner I see a very familiar black SUV parked in the spot next to where my Volvo is supposed to be. Where is my car? The owner however is nowhere in sight and I'm relieved because I can't imagine Louis' reaction if he sees Tony. Tony turns around to look at me when I see the person I really hoped I wouldn't walking up to us.
"See you tomorrow then" Tony gives a slight nod but doesn't leave and I realise its because I haven't said anything in my haste to get him away. Louis is right behind us and puts a hand on Tony's shoulder, oh Hell no.
"Maybe you won't" Louis looks mad and I want to scream at him for not letting me be for a couple seconds!
"Or maybe you will. Bye, Tony" I put my hand above Louis' on his shoulder and pry it off to allow Tony an escape. He strides off without even a glance back, maybe he knows Louis and doesn't want to get into anything.
"What's wrong?" I face Louis
"Do you know who he is?" His finger pointing in the direction Tony just left
"Yes, he's Tony. A student in my class who wants help"
"He's Tony from the same bloody gang that followed you and Aggie that night and he isn't safe"
"You cannot tell me who I can and cannot spend my time with, Louis"
"If it means keeping you safe then yes, I can"
I leave him standing in the parking lot and head to my car when I realise it isn't there.
"Where is my car?" I ask Louis
"At home. You're coming with me"
"Oh no, I'm not"
My house isn't far from here and I turn to stand walking when Louis pulls on my hand so that I look at him again.
"I will man-handle you and put you in the car, Sam"
"Don't you dare. I'll scream kidnap"
He ignores me and opens the passenger door for me to climb in, despite my rage I get in because its late and I'm tired. We drive back to his apartment - damnit - and he pulls up and I get out.
"I thought we were going home" I stand on the sidewalk and ask
"We will, in a second"
We enter his apartment and I realise that I didn't ask a crucial question.
"Who told you?" I stand infront of the door after we enter
"Told me what?"
"About Tony and I being at the diner" My statements makes him wince as if he's in actual pain
"No one"
"Tell me, Louis"
His tone grows more and more aggravated, his eyes darkening and expression hardening. This is not the Louis from last night, this is scary Louis and I hate him.
"Ella" he walks away towards the steps
"How did she tell you?"
"She texted me"
"She just texted you first?"
"Yes"
"I'd like to go home. Now" he pauses and turns to face me
"I said in a second"
"No, now. You can come back and do whatever it is you need to do"
"You're mad at me"
"You think? You poked your nose where it didn't belong and was rude to Tony"
"He's a filthy bastard" he walks up to me and towers over me
"Maybe but he didn't come to me to be a filthy bastard, he came for help"
"You can't trust him"
"Why the hell not?"
Everything is a blur but I somehow end up shoved against the wall with Louis standing five feet from me. His eyes are wide and his mouth gaping at me. What's wrong? Oh..............I feel the pain in my arm. From the pain, its a bruise and not a very big one. Louis had pushed me against the wall in his fit of rage and now he is standing motionless infront of me.
"Can I go home now please?" My voice cracks
"Sam, I'm so sorry. I don't know came over me, it was a mistake. Please, forgive me. I'm so sorry" He moves closer to me warily and tries to take the hurt arm but I don't let him.
"Please, Louis. I want to go home, take me home"

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