-DYLANS POV-
“What are you doing here you crazy loon! You are supposed to be performing for millions right now and here you are, in my living room.” I giggle a little as he presses his lips to the top of my head.
“You left me.” He whispers as he holds me tight to his hard frame.
“I know, I know, I am so sorry.” Louis lets go of my waist and brings his hands to cup my cheeks. His thumbs caress my face gently as he stares deep into my eyes. “It was just too much for my small brain too handle.”
“You better be coming back with me tonight.” He says, obviously not taking no for an answer. “Fine, but only on one condition.” I narrow my eyes at him.
“Anything.”
“You have to play nice.” I tell him in a hushed tone.
“With who?Because I didn’t plan on playing nice when we got back to that hotel.” He leans in really close so his lips are almost brushing mine and his eyes shoot downwards to look at my cleavage then back up to my face.
“Shh! My parents are in the room.” I glance over subtly and see my mom watching us with a proud smile on her face, as well as Emmy, while my dad and brother eyed my boyfriend closely.
I clear my throat and glance back at Ashton, who was pretending to be texting someone. “SO! Mom, Daddy, Ry, and Emmy, this is my boyfriend Louis Tomlinson. Lou this is my family.” I smile and let out a nervous breath.
My mom shoots up from the couch and walks up to Lou with open arms. She pulls him in and hugs him while he chuckles. “It is very nice to finally meet you Mrs.Walker.” He sends her his breathtaking and charming grin as she pats his cheek.
“Ryan Christopher Walker, get your lazy ass up and shake his hand.” I hear my mother scold very quietly my brother as she walks out of the living room and into the kitchen. He groans and pushes himself off of the couch.
“Good afternoon Mr.Tomlinson. You can call me Ryan. Yes, I am the protective older brother. No, I will not hesitate to bash your face in if you hurt her, no matter how many twitter followers you have.” Ashton chokes up a laugh behind us as he leaned against the wall. “It was nice meeting you. Have a great day.” Ryan explains so dearly as he shakes Louis’ hand and walks away, giving Ashton a fist bump in the process. I couldn’t hold in my laughter when I saw Louis shocked and quite intimidated state.
“I am sorry about my son. He is a little much.” My father chuckles in his English accent as he shakes Louis’ hand, much like my brother. Louis shoulders relaxed a little as he realized my dad wasn’t there to threaten him.
Emmy shuffles over quickly and gives him a hug. “You two are lucky I am a directioner or else this hug would be nonexistent.” She jokes and we laugh.
“Well boys, Emmy and I will return shortly but I have to go change into some Disney merchandise and make junk food. Stay.” I narrow my eyes at the two boys. Both of the let out a groan and plop on opposite couches.
As I walk by Ashton, I lean down and whisper in his ear. “I have already spoken to him and now I am telling you, if I hear anything more than sweet casual talk, I will cut your fingers off while you are sleeping and staple them to your forehead.” Leaning up I smile as if I had said nothing and walked up the stairs, giggling to myself.

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“What is the point of this movie?” My brother shouts exasperated.
“Shut up mate! This is my favorite part!” Ashton plants his giant hand on Ryan’s face. I giggle a little and Louis’ arms tighten around me.
Let’s explain the seating arrangement shall we? My brother and Ashton were lying on the floor on a shit load of pillows, Emmy was passed out on the other couch, and Lou and I were cuddled up the recliner. I was sitting on his lap and my back was pressed against his chest. His large arms were wrapped around my torso and my head was nudged into the crook of his neck.
He smelled so good.
Every once in a while he touch my sweetly in some way or another, whether it was planting a kiss on the top of my head or rubbing his fingertips lightly over the exposed skin on my tummy.
We were watching Tangled, which just happens to be my all time favorite movie. Ashton and I watched this movie at least three times every time we see each other and we refuse to watch it unless we are with each other.
I am being completely literal when I say that I could quote this movie by heart.
“Alight kiddies, it’s about time for the rock stars to head to the airport.” My mom walks in and sighs. I pout. I wasn’t ready to leave my family. As much as I love touring the world, being away from home so long is hard and quite honestly I don’t know how the boys do it so much.
I crawl off of Louis’ lap and help him out of the comfy chair. Emmy was now awake and standing. She walked over to me and pulled me into her arms. I hug her tight.
“Don’t let any of those boys define you okay? You are an amazing person you do not need to change yourself for them or any other jack ass on this planet. Promise me you will call me if you need ANYTHING.” She squishes my cheeks between her palms and I giggle and nod. When she lets go of me I turn around and see my brother who had a small smile on his face.
I take a step towards him and he hugs me.
“Call me more okay loser? I would like to know how this works out.” He motions his head over to Louis and I roll my eyes.
After hugging my parents and watching Louis hug my mom and shake my dad’s hand, we all piled into the black Mercedes.
The drive to the airport was uncomfortably silent. Lou was driving and had a firm grasp on my hand while Ashton was in the backseat, fumbling with his phone and trying to fall asleep.
Louis’ refusal to let go of me showed just how much I had actually hurt him when I left. And that killed me. I never meant to hurt him, I just needed to get out and I was selfish with not really thinking of how my on-the-road family would feel. But as long as I can help it, I don’t plan on leaving him again.
Seeing him hurt, made me hurt.
His blue gaze was fixed on the road in front of us. I wish I knew what he was thinking about.
I guess he felt my staring eyes, because for a split second his head turned and looked at me before returning back the road, then back to me again.
“What? Have I got something on my face?” he asked me worriedly checking himself in the mirror.
“No.” I giggled. “Then what?” he sends me a cheeky grin.
“No! Not that you weirdo!” I laugh and flick him on the side of the head. He rubs his temple as he acted as if to be hurt by my fingers.
“Don’t abuse me!” He pouts. “I’m just a horny man who wants some from his sexy, sexy girlfriend.”Louis pretends to shrug casually as my mouth hung open. I nervously glanced to the backseat and let out a relieved sigh when I saw that Ashton was snoozing happily.
Suddenly an idea popped into my head. I casually moved my hand to Lou’s knee, which wasn’t usual because we were alwayscarelessly touching each other In some way or other while we were driving.
“Oh so you are horny?” I giggled and smirked to myself. Before he even had a chance to realize what was happening, my hand was inching its way up his thigh. I felt his body stiffen under my touch.
“Don’t even think about it Dylan. I am driving.” He growls attempting to shoo my hand away but I hold my ground.
“Too late, my thoughts are already here.” I giggle again and reach for the button on his dark skinnies.
“You wouldn’t do it with Ashton in the car.” He laughs humorously.
“How much you want to bet?” I challenged.
“If I win, you have to come on stage at the concert tonight and do whatever we want you to.”
“And if I win, you get to buy me tickets to Ed Sheeran because he will be in Switzerland when we will be.”
He smirks and holds his out for me to shake. I spit on my own and reach to touch his.
“Ew no!” Louis shrinks back at the sight of my spit and I can’t help but burst out laughing at his disgruntled expression. Of course he would enjoy me sucking his dick but as soon as he sees my saliva out of my mouth, he is revolted. I wipe the spit on my jeans and shake his hand for real.
I wait until he has his head turned back to the road before reaching over again and laying my hand in its original place on his thigh. I heard him suck in a breath between his teeth and grinned to myself as I leaned down across the seats to unzip his zipper, ever so slowly.
Suddenly we heard a groan come the back seat. I don’t think I could have shot up faster as I saw Ashton stretching his arms slightly.
“Dammit” I cursed to myself quietly. Now there was no chance of winning Ed Sheeran tickets.
“How close are we to the airport?”
“Like 3 minutes.” Louis chuckles at my pouty face from the corner of his eye.
FUCK! Now I have to do some random shit in front of thousands of people tonight.
I don’t know why he is smiling so much; he is the one who didn’t get his dick sucked.

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“Don’t be mad at me.” Louis pouts as he lays his head on my shoulder. We were already on the plane and I was ignoring him. It’s not fair! Ashton was not supposed to wake up now I probably have to embarrass myself in front of thousands of teenage girls.
Fuck my life.
“I need to pee.” I mumble and get up out of my seat. Louis sighs and lays his head back as I walk past him and to the bathroom in first class.
I look into the mirror and sigh.
Why was I being so stubborn about this? Because we all know he is going to make you do something stupid.
Suddenly the door was swung open and I was pushed up against the wall. I was getting ready to scream for help when I realized that the intruder was my stupid boyfriend.
“Louis seriously? You couldn’t have explained yourself when I was sitting out there?” I sigh rubbing my temples.
“You were not going to listen to me unless I corner so here you are in a corner” He moves his hands around as if just noticing that this bathroom was really only built for one person. He leans his body against the counter and pulls me towards him by my hips. I don’t fight him due to the fact that even though I am mad, I still want to be close to him.
Stay strong Dylan, don’t fall for that face!.....that beautiful face….
Dammit!
It is so hard to stay mad at someone so pretty.
“You can’t stay mad at me.” He whispers as he cups the side of my face in his soft hand.
“Yes I can.” I lie and look away but his other hand leaves its place on my hip and finds its way onto my other cheek so he is gently angling my face towards him.
“No, you can’t.” Louis’ breath was now blowing on my lips as he was so close to me.
I wasn’t going to break first.
“If you don’t kiss me right now, I will walk right out of this bathroom and sit in coach for the rest-,” I was cut off by Louis’ lips smashing to mine.
HAH! I win.

Notes

NOTES
Hey guys so yall are probably really mad at me because I haven’t updated in like 3 weeks but I have just been having a really rough month. To sum it up I found my boyfriend of 4 months cheating on me. His girlfriend swung at me. I cried. He is too pussy to talk to me in person so he apologized over a note -__-
Turns out he had told her that we had broken up a month before all of this happened (Which we hadn’t) and now he lost both girls and we had all of the same friends so most of his friends too.
Whatever that dick head deserved it.
Also I have midterms all week this week so I have been having a shit load of school work.
Anyway I love you guys so much and sorry this chapter is so late. Hopefully I can update again in the next few days.
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