Behind Her Smile [Louis]

The confusion of Louis’ face left along with Harry. Instead of the wrinkle in his forehead, a smile emerged on his lips.
“Did you decide already?”
“About?” it was my turn to be confused.
“What book you’re going to read, silly!” he chuckled.
“Oh!” I tried not to worry and let all of this just go. “I don’t know… I have no idea..” I sighed, sitting down on a bed.
“You can try them all” he suggested.
To be honest, I don’t really care. I grabbed the first book and left the small space. Louis followed me to the table Zayn and I were just sitting.
“What are you doing?” I asked, not unfriendly but just curious.
“Following you..” he smirked.
“oh, okay?”
I began to read the first page but I couldn’t concentrate with Louis in front of me. I started to smile without even thinking.
“Why are you smiling?” He laughed softly.
“I can’t concentrate if you look at me like that” I admitted as I closed my book.
“Great! Let’s do something else” Louis took my hand as his teeth showed when smiling.
“dudeeeee” I laugh as I punch him in the shoulder.
“So…” I say as I stand there, I have literally no idea what you can do. I had no time to think of this when I was younger.
“So, what do you want to do?” His smile returns and I faint.
“I have no idea..” I breathe out.
“I am so bad in this, but maybe you are good in it.. Can you make cookies?”
“Yea, sure” Everything what revolves around cooking is pretty easy for me. I’ve done it enough the past years.
There was a pretty comfortable silence between the two of us while making the dough. It was pretty odd to see all the ingredients in this bus, it’s like too good to be true a few weeks ago I was on this exact moment being scared to death waiting for my father to come to me and beat the shit out of me, and now I’m here making cookies with my (best?) friend. He’s my best friend though.
“I think your face is a little bit too perfect” Louis laughs as I turn around confused.
“What?” I ask as he covers my face in flour.
“Louis!” I protest as I break the egg in my hand and hold it above his head.
“Jess! Eww!”
“No, No, No, No, don’t mess with food” I hear Niall’s voice as Louis and I continue messing with the ingredients.
“No! stop! Finish the cookies pleaseeeeee” Niall keeps begging.
“Jess please” he tries another time as I continue rubbing the egg in his hair.
“You are so gonna pay for this” Louis laughs, also ignoring Niall as he lifts me up.
“No, put me down again” I protest still laughing.
“Louis, put me down or-“
“or what?” I bet he’s smirking and those crinkles by his eyes are showing off.
“I thought so” he chuckles since I didn’t answer.
“Where are you taking me anyway?” I ask wondering.
“You two, continue flirting later. First finish those cookies, I am hungry” Niall begs like a little child, tugging on Louis’ shirt.
“Urgh, fine” Louis turns around, still with me in his arms. He puts me down as soon as we reach the little space where the kitchen is.
“There’s something on your face.” He smirks before cleaning up the ground.
“Oh no, that’s me. I’m naturally pretty pale.” I explained shrugging. He chuckled a little as I bent down to help him clean up the mess we made.
-
“What shall we do while waiting?” I ask when shoving it in the oven.
He lifts his hand up and brings it to my cheek, I start to panic more the closer he comes. He rubs his entire hand over my face.
“You got some flour there” he laughs and I nervously chuck along.
“I don’t know what do you suggest?” He asks.
“I really want to take a shower” I laugh as I try to wipe off the egg on my hands.
“I can join you” He shrugs and my eyes widen.
“Kidding” a laughter fills the room. “You should of seen your face.” He points at me while he continues laughing.
I flick him off and walk to the little bathroom after I took some new clothes.
-
“They’re delicious” Harry moans as I join a few people in the ‘living room’.
“Did you make them?” Liam asks friendly. I glance over to Louis who’s shaking hysterically his head.
“No?” I ask “yes?” I try another time. “I’m confused.” I laugh.
“You made them, or not?” Harry asks another time.
“Uh, Louis helped.” I glance over to Louis again.
“BURN!” Zayn laughs and Louis looks disappointed but laughs anyway.
“Louis said he made it without any help.” Niall explains not looking away from the cookie in his hand. “But nobody believed him.”
“Why? That’s the most useless thing I’ve ever heard.” I chuckle as I sit down besides Harry.
“I know right, Louis makes no sense at all.” Harry agrees with me.
I smile friendly at Harry before taking a cookie as well. I’m glad this suffocating thing, whatever it was, is over between me and Harry.
It’s soooo cold in here suddenly. Maybe because my hair is still a little damp, but it’s killing me.
“Are you cold?” Harry asks with a low, raspy voice.
“Uh, a little, but It’s fine.” I smile a little.
“You can wear my sweater, I am hot anyway.” Yea you are. I mentally slap myself before nodding gratefully at Harry and pulling the sweater over my head. It was still warm from his body heat and the scent was indescribable. I was literally drowning in his sweater and I loved it. I closed my eyes while inhaling his scent for one more time and try to memorize it.
“So much better, thank you” I say softly after a while.
“Anytime” Harry says casually, he’d probably given his clothes to a billion of other girls, but for me this was a pretty big deal. Not that I felt anything for Harry, but it was still big.
-
I was pressed against Niall’s body while watching a movie. Not that I had any other choice, but even though it was a pretty huge place for a bus, the couch was not really big enough for all of us.
It was so comfortable, that I had issues not to fall asleep right there.
“I’m going to bed, I guess” I say, trying to escape from the couch.
“Sweet dreams” I heard a few voices answer, not really looking up. I walked away yawning, but then quickly turned around.
“Oh, Harry.. Your sweater.” I say, when he looks up I toss him his sweater and continue walking. “Thanks a lot” I say once again, not looking back.
“She smells so great, I wonder how she smells after..” I hear Harry laughing, along with the others. I smile a little before changing into PJ shorts and a top to sleep in, I quickly brush my teeth and finally lay down.
I’m so exhausted, I even fell asleep before I reached chapter two in Harry’s book.
**
“Jess” Louis’ voice softly whispered.
“yea?” I wake up from my nightmare.
“Are you okay?” I suddenly noticed I’ve been crying.
A wave of images from my nightmare penetrated my thoughts again and I couldn’t control my tears any longer.
“No” my voice even broke when I spoke out this one word. Louis’ face was even worse, he looked so sad and sorry. He took my hand and climbed under my blanket.
“I don’t know how to comfort someone” he admitted whispering, and I let out a nervous laugh in between my sobs. His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer to his chest. His lips touched my forehead as he began to rub his hand on my back.
“It’s going to be okay, Jess.” He whispers as I let all my pain go.

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