One Thousand Songs Later

Luke's POV:

It had been almost an hour, but I didn't mind. Now that I knew Lily was safe, I could play Minion Rush without a care in the world. Although the game was three years old, I had loved the game to pieces while Lily was -er- away because we had both liked playing it.

"Luke?" I heard Lily call from the locked bathroom.

"Yes, love?" I responded, setting down my phone.

"Could you grab my pajamas? They're right behind all the pillows on my bed." Pushing the plump, pink, pillows aside (now, that's a tongue twister), I grabbed the clothes lodged between the bed frame.

I knocked softly on the door and it opened a crack, a hand extending out. I set the pajama's into her hand and the door closed firmly. I sat down by the door, closing my eyes and enjoying the feeling as if the whole world was lifted off of my shoulders.

Two minutes later, Lily came out, her flaming-red hair damp from her shower. I smiled, contently.

"What?" She asked, on the verge of smiling.

"Just seeing you makes me smile, love." She blushed deeply, like she always used to as a freshman. Glancing at the clock, I sighed when I saw 9:29.

"I guess I should leave you to sleep." I said sadly. She shook her head, her eyes wide with terror.

"No, stay with me. I'm not going to sleep."

"You need to sleep." I insisted, tracing the dark circles under her eyes. She held my hand as I stroked her cheek, lovingly.

"Please stay." She whispered. After a moment of me, caressing her cheek, she pulled my hand away and then turned off all the lights and crawled under the covers of the king-sized bed.

"What are you waiting for? You can sleep fully-clothed." I chuckled at her naïve words, doesn't she know that every guy sleeps one way and one way only?

"If you want to sleep with me, you're going to have to do it on my terms." I informed her as I started stripping off my clothes until I was only in my boxers and socks. I climbed in the bed next to her, fully aware that I was under hot-pink sheets.

"Come here." I murmured to her. She hesitantly moved closer to me. I wrapped my arms around her and we both turned to the right side. At first, I could feel how cold and stiff Lily was in my arms, but slowly, her muscles started relax and her body began to warm.

"This is nice." She murmured, more to herself than me, as if reassuring herself. Everything was going just fine until I squeezed my grip on her. She screamed with fright and jumped out of my arms.

"What's wrong?" I asked confused as her eyes darted around the room, vigilantly. She didn't respond as she checked all the windows and looked fearfully inside her bathroom and closet.

"Lily...what's going on?" I asked nervously as she ran her hands through her hair. I got out of her bed and began to approach her but she waved her hands around, wildly.

"Stay away from me!" She shouted. I frowned.

"Wh-what? Why?" I asked as she started backing up as I started walking forward.

"You need to go." She begged. I took a step forward and she took one back.

"P-please, leave and-"

"No." I murmured, then backed her into a corner. I placed my hands on her cheeks and leaned my head closer to hers.

"I'm not leaving until you tell me what just happened." I murmured. I looked her dead in the eyes, searching for an answer.

"How about I promise not to shut the world out again, I know that's what Louis wanted you to do." I scanned her body, reading her body language and the look in her eyes - I found my answer.

I nodded slowly, gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, and then began to put my clothes back on.

"What are you doing?" She asked, I chuckled.

"You wanted me to leave didn't you? But don't worry, I'll be back, first thing in the morning. Just promise me you'll go downstairs and talk with your parents, they're worried sick about you." I tugged on my winter coat and began the descent, down the stairs, leaving Lily loss for words.

I left the Tomlinson residence without another word. I hugged my coat closer to my body and climbed in the passengers seat, sliding over to the right, to the driver's. Before I left, I glanced up at Lily's window. At first I thought I saw a dark shadow, looming over the window, but when I looked again, nothing was there.

Shaking my head, I started repeating the answer I had found in the head to toe examination:

Give me time, I'm not ready to tell you yet.

Notes

I'm sorry for the boring chapter!! Next one will be in Lily's POV, what do you guys think is going to happen? Anyways sorry for the slow update. I. Hate. School. #SOML

Thank you for reading my story!

-Louistomlinson

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