Lost and Found

"Andi, what's wrong?" Louis exclaimed. His face was a blur through my watery eyes, but I could still see his shock and concern. Poor Louis doesn't even know what happened. Sobs racked my frame as Louis placed an arm around me, pulling me to his chest. His shirt began wet with my tears, but he didn't seem to mind.

"Andi, talk to me please." I shook my head in response. I could barely get enough air to breath, let alone talk. I just need a moment. Sniffling, I pulled myself together, reining in my emotions so that the crying stopped. Thank god it worked. I escaped from Louis's grasp, staring straight ahead at the road.

"Are we going to go? We have a plane to catch." I half smiled as I spoke, but Louis was just staring at me. I quickly averted my gaze. How can I get him to not ask questions? I really don't want to talk about what happened.

"Umm, yeah. Right." There was a loud noise as the engine started up and then Louis pulled away from the curb, heading toward my house. We had to grab my clothes and stuff for the trip. I hope everything is sorted out for me to go. Especially school. Mom will take care of it, I'm sure. Staring straight ahead, I was keenly aware of Louis's eyes flickering back and forth between me and the road. He's gonna get us in an accident if he keeps driving like this. God, it's so annoying. Can't he see I just want to be left alone?

"Would you stop staring at me? Jesus." I snapped, finally turning my hard gaze against him. He looked shocked by my outburst. We stopped at a red light.

"Andi, don't you think we should talk about-"

"No. No no no. Oh and let me think." I paused dramatically. "No."

"But-"

"Don't you get it? I don't want to talk about it!" I shouted, my hand smacking the dashboard. I watched as his eyes became steely.

"Well too bad! We're gonna talk about it!" He yanked the car viciously to the right, driving us almost onto the curb before he stopped the car. He flipped the parking brake on, unbuckling his seatbelt so he could face me.

"Andi, you were really upset about something. Tell me what happened."

"No, there's nothing to talk about." I lied. We both knew I was telling a little white lie, but I couldn't help it. I've never enjoyed being open about my feelings. I've only opened up to Lyna and Belle and look what that got me. A whole lot of pain and hurt feelings.

"Stop lying and tell me the truth."

"I did."

"No you didn't."

"Yes I did." Why can't I just admit what happened? It's not that big of a deal. I'm just being stubborn.

"No you didn't!"

"Just stop asking then!"

"God damn it! Tell me what happened!" He yelled, his hand slapping the wheel. The horn had to blare before Louis took his hand off of it. He exhaled loudly, placing his head in his hands. Why am I doing this to him? He just wants to help me and I'm pushing him away. Tentatively, I placed my hand on his arm. He didn't move.

"Louis?" No response. "I'm sorry."

"Just stop." He muttered.

Of course I didn't listen.

"Lyna and Belle keep a huge secret from me and lied about a lot of things. I was just really upset about it. And then Grant and I may not be friends anymore so I was having a crappy day and I took it out on you. I'm sorry, I just-"

"Stop." Louis raised his head to meet my eyes. His hands grabbed mine, thumb rubbing over the top of mine. "It's fine. I'm sorry about your friends. It'll all get better, I promise. You'll see."

"I hope your right." I breathed, inching closer. Slowly, his lips met mine and I melted. Louis was just being a caring boyfriend. I need to stop pushing everyone away. It's going to make my life lonely and miserable. I pulled away smiling.



"We still have that plane to catch." I whispered, watching his eyes reveal his panic.

"Shit." He cursed, leaving me laughing as we sped off to my house.

***

"So this is your room?" Louis asked after I dragged him up to the second floor of my house.

"Yup." I said, popping the p. I got on my hands and knees, reaching for my luggage that was hidden beneath my bed. I glanced over my shoulder sneakily to find Louis staring at a specific part of my body. I laughed as I stood.

"Take a picture. It lasts longer." He blushed once he realized I'd caught him, but then he smiled cheekily.

"No, I've got you for months. I'm good." He came forward, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. I walked us over to my closet so I could pick out my clothes.

"How long is tour anyway?" I asked, biting my lip as I tried to decide between one of my red tops and a blue one. Too many choices. I need less clothes.

"3 months are left." Louis murmured into my neck, tickling my skin with his lips. I wiggled in his arms. Then I realized what he said.

"3 months?" He nodded against my head. "Oh." That's a long time. Long time to be away from home, from my parents, my girls, everything. Why did I agree to this? I just should have stayed away from the boys. I knew they were bad news.

"Please don't freak out." He pleaded, causing me to sigh and lean against him with all my weight. I let my head fall back on his shoulder as his hands explored my sides and hips.

"How can I not? I feel terrible for leaving my mom and dad for that long." I breathed, closing my eyes slowly.

"Don't feel bad." Louis began to kiss my neck, nibbling on my skin as he trailed up and down. I drew in a shaky breath. "You can call them everyday and skype and all that." His hands slipped under my shirt and danced along my stomach. It felt so good. I couldn't tell him to stop. Not that I wanted to, but that's not the point. I mean my mom is right downstairs.

Oh my god.

My mom is downstairs.

"Louis." I moaned, trying to squirm out of his grasp. I got loose and turned around to tell him we had to stop, but the words died in my throat as he pushed me up against a wall and kissed me hungrily. I like this rough passionate side of him. It's sexy as fuck.



Wait, no.

We have to stop.

But it just feels so good.

Then his hand trailed down to the edge of my jeans. That's when the panic set it. I've never been this sexual with a guy before. At least, not that I can remember. And now that it's happening I'm totally losing all of my sense. What the fuck am I doing?!

"Louis. Lou. Stop. Lou!" I practically shouted, shoving at his shoulders. He stepped back breathing hard and stared at me.

"What? What'd I do?" I rubbed my arm self-consciously while biting my lip.

"Well I umm I just...I don't know if..." I couldn't figure out a way to finish the sentence. Luckily, Louis saved me.

"It's okay. I forgot about that truth or dare." Right, he knows that I don't even know how far I've gone. "It's okay." He came forward, wrapping his arms around me. I buried my chest into his shoulder, letting his warmth wrap around me.

"Andi! Could you send Louis down?" I heard my mom yell up the stairs. I met Lou's worried gaze.

"Relax. You'll be fine. I'll be down in a minute with my stuff." I giggled as I watched him sigh and drag himself out of my room like a boy who just got caught.

He's just lucky that my mom didn't walk in on us a minute ago.

Talk about embarrassing.

Notes

Hey everybody! I havent updated in so long I'm so sorry! My grandpa passed away and I was really upset by it. I still am but it's not as bad as last week. Anyway howd you like this chapter? I tried to make it longer than usual for you guys!

1. Isn't Louis just so caring and understanding? Will he stay like that?
2. What does Andi's mom want ot talk to him about?
3. Do you think Andi and Lou are cute together??? hehehe I do :)

I shall update soon my lovelies!!!

Izzy <3