I Understand. An AU/punk story.

I slept for about an hour or two before giving up on sleep. When ten am rolls around Lou is still fast asleep. I smile down at his little pout sleep and peck his nose before getting out of bed and heading to the shower. Scrubbing my sore muscles, grimacing as I begin to remember the horrific events form just 24 hours ago.

He said he still loved me...

What if...

No.

I shake my head and squirt my shampoo in to my hand, massaging my scalp, so hard as if I was capable of scrubbing the memories out of my brain.

Once I'm showered and clean I tuck my towel under my arms, drape my wet hair to the side and go back to the room to a still sleeping Louis. I roll my eyes at his cuteness, grab an outfit and go back to the bathroom.

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Once I'm pleased with the outcome I stalk back to the bedroom where I find the one and only sleeping Lou. I creep over to him and straddle his back, leaning my chest on his bare back I wrap my arms around his sides and connect my hands under his tummy, smiling when he groans lightly and stretches. The muscles rippling underneath me as he stretches the sleep from his inked skin.

"Wakey wakey." I giggle. He chuckles lightly and brings his hands up behind him to put them on my sides, landing on the cut outs of my black dress his fingers rub longingly up my skin. "You've been asleep too long. I'm bored." I pout, pecking his cheek as he turns his head on its side on the pillows, his eyes still closed.

"Hmm, I think I can fix that." He chuckles.

Next thing I know he bucks me off his back so I fall on my own, the next moment hes on top of me, pinning my hips down with his own. My dress rides up to my hips and his boxer clad bottom half presses in to mine as he pulls me in for a long kiss. I kiss him back eagerly and pull my hands to his hips, squeezing lightly, buffering my excitement from our parts being so close.

I decide to go out on a limb here.

I slowly rock my hips against his, the ares between my legs rubbing down his length slowly. He groans and squeezes my sides tightly, screwing his eyes shut tighter than they were.

I smile on to his lips and repeat the action, there being an incredible small amount barriers since my dress is still on my hips. He breaks the kiss away and drops his head on my shoulder with a groan..

"Fuck.." he hisses when he does it again. On the fourth rock a rush of pleasure rushes through me and I find myself moaning lightly, allowing my head to drop back. Louis picks up my slack and rubs himself down my, his hands tight on my hips.

As he continues to move against me I can feel him getting more and more hard, only increasing the pleasure for myself. I grab the back of his neck and pull his mouth back in to mine, biting his lip to buffer some of the intensity.

"Baby I'm going to if we don't stop.." He breathes a few minutes later. I nod and lay back relaxing as he rocks a few more time. I look up at him, his lips barely open and his eyes screwed shut tightly. I kiss his neck sweetly as he lets out a final breathy groan and huffs, laying his head on my chest, wrapping his arms around my hips. I wrap mine around his shoulders and play with his hair. My legs still wrapped around his waist.

It wasn't enough to get me to come but I was kind of tired to be honest. This was enough for me for now.

"Thats one way to wake yourself up." he laughs, I smile and he slowly peels himself from me before meeting my eyes, cupping my cheek to kiss me once. "You OK?" I nod. "Do you want me to help you finish?" he asks shyly. I giggle and shake my head no. "Well alright, i'm going to go shower." he pecks my nose and gets off, heading to the bathroom and a few minutes later the water starts. I stroll in to the bathroom and jump up on the sink.

"What are you doing today?" I ask over the water. He peeks his head out of the curtain

"I really have to go to work today. You can come if you want." He offers. Why did he really have to go in today? I wonder if there is any gang trouble with Harry....

I frown,
Harry.....

"Oh, well I actually need to go shopping." I tell him, picking my fingernails. The water stops, he grabs a towel from the wrack and comes out with it wrapped snug around his waist, dangerously low in his 'v'

"I don't want you to go alone. Take the girls." he says sternly, walking up to me, reaching around me to wipe down the foggy mirror before putting his hands on my thighs.

"Why not?" I cock my head and put my hands over his own. he bites his lips and searches my eyes for a second.

"A lot of gang stuff going on... I just think it would be better if you went with someone. I wont be able to go with you." he tells me.

"What type of stuff?" I press, frowning at the thought of any of my friends having that type of trouble, knowing very well that they were all involved with this type of shit.

"Not important." He pecks my lips. I hate when people keep things from me. I roll my eyes and groan, jumping off the counter.

"I'll bring someone, I guess." I grumble, leaving the bathroom.

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From:Louis(:<3

Text me when you're leaving the mall. Have fun. xx

To:Louis(:<3

Someone sure is territorial this morning(;

From:Louis(:<3

Always when it involves you(; duh, silly girl.

I laugh and shake my head, shoving my phone in my vest and turning back to Martin whos admiring a blonde on the other side of the food court.

"Go talk to her." I elbow him and he looks back at me.

I was glad I invited him. He was kind and there was never drama when he was around; unlike every single one of my other friends. No joke there. His innocent looking features shift to nervous

"What? No way." He furrows his black eyebrows and frowns.

"Why? You think shes cute and she looks sweet enough." I shrug, taking in the short, petite blonde girl giggling with a brunette a few seats away.

"I'm here with you and besides she doesn't seem like she would go for my type." He huffs, chewing his pretzel in concentration as he studies her some more. I look at him and can't help but laugh. "What?" He snaps, punching my arm playfully. I giggle and cover my mouth at his simple boy mistake.

"Um hello. She knows your staring at her and she hasn't left yet and she had obviously been looking at you too." His eyebrows raise and he shoots a look to the girl again. "So she obviously thinks your cute. Stop being a chicken!" I ruffle his hair and he watches me with skepticism for a minute.

"Yeah. I think I will." He decides.

"Good because I'm going to get my hair touched up and that will take a bit. I'll text you when I'm done." I smile at him and we go our separate ways.

-

"So did you get her number?" I ask him as we make our way in to the club in the mid afternoon

"Yeah her names Georgia." he blushes.

"Oooh." I cat call and poke his blush and he swats my hand and blushes harder as we take a seat with all of Lou's and I guess my friends. He's behind the bar when he sees me and his face lights up as I take a seat in front of him, greeting everyone.

"Hi, gorgeous." He smirks, leaning on the bar closer to me so only we hear.

"Hi." I smile back, leaning forward just as close.

"Want anything?" He asks I shake my head no but before I can respond further someone yells for Louis some where in a back room. he groans and rolls his eyes. "Boys lets go." He nods his head to the back and the boys kiss their girls bye and follow him back.

When I think they're gone a pair of arms wrap tightly around me making me jump.

"You look wonderful in this dress." Louis whispers in my ear before kissing my flushed cheeks and then really going back. I roll my eyes at his insane flirting and drum my fingers on the counter top, pretending to pay attention to the story Mariah is telling us on the next stool over from me. I don't hear the open and close of the door..

"Lilian." The raspy voice calls me from behind.

I let out a little scream and lean to far back on my stool, causing me to loose my balance. I'm about to fall flat on my face until two large hands grab me and steady me. He rips me back to a standing position.

"Would you be fucking careful?" He yells. I jump back and inch at his loud voice.

"S-sorry!" I whimper as Harry's green eyes scowl down at me. His face softens right away.

"Sorry but damn, you need to be careful!" He pleads, his hands finally leaving my sides.

"Well you freaked me out!" I pout, crossing my arms, clearly uncomfortable with talking to him. I peak a look at his face. He has a small black eye on his right eye and the top left corner of his lip is split from our little encounter the other night...

"Sorry." He says softly, frowning down at me.

"Why are you here?" I ask him as Niall, Zayn, and Liam all file in.

"Meeting." He says, adding a fake cough as if to say don't ask me about it. I knew our unspoken language too well. "Where's Lou?"

"He went back there somewhere." I shrug, pointing over my shoulder. He furrows his brow over my shoulder and I follow his gaze back to Mariah, Angela and Beth all watching us intently. "Sorry." I whisper to him so they won't hear. He shrugs and looks at his toes.

"Listen." Harry says just as I say "About the other night." We let out nervous laughs and look every where except each other.

"You first." He says.

"I'm sorry about.. punching you... in the face." I mumble. he laughs a full laugh and runs a hand through his curls. "I deserved it. Don't worry." He shrugs.

"You turn." I watch as Niall walks behind the bar and grabs a bottle of liquor, completely ignoring the girls who are yelling at him. I giggle and turn back to Harry who's laughing lightly at the scene too.

"You should come by and see Leroy and Marcel." he says with a deep frown.

I nearly fall over and die.

My poor babies.

I knew he had them but I haven't seen them in so long.

"Uhhhh!" I let out a weird whine thing and cover my face, sadness and guilt rushing over me. "I'm a terrible mommie! They probably hate me!" I whimper, keeping my face covered as memories of the four of us watching movies in my room and memories of the dogs and I jogging late at night. Memories of Audrey chasing them happily through the house.

"No don't say that. They're doing great. You're not terrible.. just... emotionally distraught." He stammers. I peak a look at him. His face full o worry and I can tell he wants badly to comfort me.

"I'll see what I can do..." I mumble, hugging my arms.

"Just text me whenever and I'll leave my house and you can let yourself in." He says in as trained tone.

The thought of being in his home again makes me shiver. I nod none the less. Suddenly his pointer finger sweeps under my eyes gently. I jump from his touch, the finger leaving a trail of heat.

"You have bags under your eyes. Are you sleeping well?" He presses his lips in to a tight line, a huge expression of concern in his voice. I shrug. "You should see a doctor. I haven't either since...." He runs a hand through his hair. "For a while...I got sleeping medication. They work great." He mumbles and makes a weird laugh.

"Yeah I think I will, actually." I decide. "I barely sleep nowadays." I breathe, hugging myself tighter, us both knowing exactly why. Something in me clicks at the thought of him tossing and turning over me too. Pain breaks over his face.

"I'm -"

"Whats going on?" I jump as Louis's voice sounds behind me.

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