“Oh my god!” I scream as waves of pleasure shoot through my body. Louis is thrusting deep into me with power, sweating and breathing raggedly.

“God can't save you now.” He mutters under his breath. I dig my nails into the lower part of his back, moaning loud. He is hovering above me, our sweating bodies sticking together in the most amazing way possible. My eyes are clenched shut and my head leant back, every thrust pushing me deeper into the mattress. I feel the familiar deep pull in the depth of my stomach, my whole body tensing.

“Lo-uis!” I moan. “I-I'm gonna...” I can't finish the sentence as a loud moan slips through my lips. My body shakes with the pleasure going through it with every hit.

“No. Wait!” He groans, moving back so that he's almost sitting on his heels. I look up at him and his hair is slicked to his forehead, sweat glistering off his chest and his muscles tense. He holds my hips up as he thrust deeper and faster into me. My eyes roll back in my head.

“I don't...I d-don't think I c-can.” I stutter out, digging my fingers into the sheets. The pressure is too much, I can't hold it. My body shivers with the sensation coming closer. He pushes fast into me, growling with every thrust.

“Lou!” I scream as I hit high, every nerve in my body singing to life, every muscle tensing and pumping. Louis continues to thrust into me and my orgasm goes on for longer than it should. When he finally stills, groaning deep in his throat, I am a pile of twitching nerves and slack muscles. I am absolutely exhausted.

Louis pulls out of me, throwing the condom on the floor and laying down beside me, pulling me on top of him. I lie limp on top of his chest, my breathing quick and uneven. I can barely get any air in my lungs. His breathing is pretty hard too, I'm moving up and down in a fast motion against his chest. His fitness is in such a better state than mine though. Probably because he goes to the gym several times a week. I should maybe start to workout. What a great motivation, working out to be able to have more sex. That's maybe the inducement that I need to actually do some work.

I can't believe this. Three orgasms in such a short time. That must be a record. My body is now dead, not able to move a single muscle. We lay like that for at least teen minutes before I feel movements underneath me except the breathing. Louis's hand comes up to lightly stroke my spine. The movement giving me goosebumps.

“So, have I been punished enough?” Louis ask, chuckling low. I smile, my eyes still closed. I love his after-sex-voice. It's so low, soft and raspy in the right way. I groan.

“I don't know what happened, I didn't mean me to be punished more than you.” I say tiredly. I really am all done. I don't think my body has ever been this beat. Louis chuckles under me, his chest vibrating.

“You did good tonight. That last one was fucking long.” He say and kiss the top of my head.

“I'm beat. I'll never recover.” I say, still not moving anything but my lips. Another small chuckle comes from Louis. He wraps his arms around me and holds me close. I can almost hear his brain working and if I had more energy I would look up at him, seeing if that cute frown is plastered between his eyebrows. A couple of minutes go by in silence before he takes a deeper breath.

“So are we good?” He ask low. I open my eyes in shock by his question. How can he ask that? Would we have done this if we weren't? I collect all the energy I have left to lift my head up and rest my chin on his chest. He looks down into my eyes, his blue eyes scanning mine.

“Of course.” I breath. “Why wouldn't we be?” I ask confused. My mind is still a little messy from the events earlier, all my braincells hasn't returned yet.

“You were so mad at me. Just tell me what to do in those situations.” He whisper, sounding so small.

“Don't play Harry.” I groan, rolling my eyes.

“But I don't know what to do. I would have payed myself, but I think that would be suspicious. What am I suppose to do then?” He ask, sounding so upset.

“You don't have to pay for anything. I'll live.” I sigh.

“Stop. You are my girlfriend, I wanna take care of you. Specially when you can't do it yourself.” He say, pinning me down with his stare. I take a deep breath. “Tell me what I should do in that situation.” He begs me.

“Fine. In the case that we are out with the guys and I don't have money. You can sneak the money into my pocket or something.” I agree reluctantly. I say it, knowing that I will not let myself get into that situation again. I will not agree to go out with them if I can't pay myself. It's harmless to promise him those words.

“Good.” He smirks, thinking that he's won the battle of money. Ha! He should only know. I lay my head down on his chest again.

“I need to pee.” I say without thinking, making Louis chuckle. I lay still, not feeling like moving.

“Need help to get there?” He ask and I can hear the huge smile on his face.

“No. I'm just collecting some energy.” I take a deep breath and push myself off of him, feeling every muscle in my body complaining. It's crazy how fatigued my body is. I step of the bed and slowly walk to the bathroom. I almost feel drunk.

I crawl back into bed into Louis open arms when I get back to the bedroom. I snuggle close to him and he pull the cover up over us.

“When are you starting tomorrow?” He ask, stroking his finger over my arm. I love when he touches me in those small, gentle ways. It's so comforting and nice.

“Not until one.” I mumble against his chest.

“Oh, okay. Well then I will go before you. We have a meeting at ten, so I'll be going half an hour or so before that. You have the key right?” He ask and I nod, kissing his chest. I can feel myself drifting away, my body can't hold on any longer. I fall into an exhausted, deep, wonderful sleep.

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I get pulled out of a beautiful dream way too early by someone nuzzling me. I feel hair tickling my face and a nose running down my jaw. I groan. I hear Louis sweet laugh, quiet in my ear. I had such a good dream. I was dreaming about the ocean, the warm sand under my feet and sun heating my body, it was very nice. I wish I was there.

“I'm going now sleeping beauty.” He say and I know he's smiling. I groan in answer, my body doesn't want to wake up. I wish I had the strength to open my eyes and see his beautiful face, but I don't. “I'll call to you later.” He say and kiss my cheek before I feel the bed move and I instantly fall back asleep, not even hearing when the door closes.

I wake up a while later, stretching my body out in sleepiness, every muscle in my body feeling tender. I love Louis's bed. It's so big and cozy, even though it feels empty without him in it. He has the fluffiest pillows and cover, I feel like I'm laying in a cloud of cotton. I reach out for my phone on the bedside table and see that the time is eleven thirty. I need to start moving. I sit up reluctantly, stretching my arms in front of me. I wonder if Louis is as sore as I am. Probably not, his muscles are used to work out.

I step out of the bed, walking into his bathroom and start the shower. Even his shower is big. I let the warm water relax my body a bit before I wash my hair and body and step out. I don't have too much time, otherwise I would stay in the shower longer. I put my clothes from yesterday on, feeling a little dirty. I really should keep extra clothes here. I walk out into the kitchen and open his fridge to see if he's got anything eatable. I need something in my stomach and know that I only have old bread at home. Louis's fridge is pretty stuffed. I take out some orange juice and fix myself a sandwich. I eat standing up, not daring to sit, because that will make it harder to get up later. And I really should go. I have to walk all the way home.

I put the glass in the sink before going and putting my shoes on. I pull the scarf tight against me before putting my jacket on. I stick my hand into the jacket pocket to fetch the keys when I feel something else. Something rustle in my right pocket and I pull out the paper-like material and sigh when I see three twenty pound bills. Fucking Louis! I shake my head. He is persistent, I'll give him that.

I walk back into the kitchen and pull out a paper from the drawer where I know that they lay and a pen. I put the bills on the kitchen bench and write a little note and put it on top.

Nice try Mr.
x. J.

I don't dare write my name, knowing that one of the other guys could be the first one to see it. I leave them there and walk out of the door, locking it behind me. I know he think he's nice and all, but I never want anyone to be able to say that I'm with him for his money, because I would never be interested in that. I hate people that are too materialized and I don't want to be one of them. Of course I love to shop, who doesn't? But I like to be able to know that I earned my money.

It feels good to be able to walk the halls of the apartment building without being scared to run into one of the guys. Now I know that they are at their meeting. I walk as quick as I can home, keeping warm in the cold air and there I change clothes before going to the bakery for my shift.

I close the shop at eight and aren't out of the building until just before nine. Another normal day at work. I feel tired and my body is tense and exhausted. I walk the few blocks home, freezing in the cold air. It has snowed during the day so there is a nice coat of white covering the street. It's very pretty. My nose is cold as ice when I reach my apartment. I sigh in relief as I step inside and the apartment is warm. It would be such a luck if the heating was out, but thankfully it's not.

I change into sweats before walking into the kitchen to make some tea. As the water is heating on the stove, I open the fridge door to get out that last marmalade for my sandwich. I stop frozen as the door swing open. Holy shit! The fridge is filled with food, lots of it. For a second I look around me, making sure that I'm in the right apartment, but of course I am. One of the shelfs has a note sticking to it and I take it down, holding the cold paper in my hands.

I knew you weren't going to take the money. This you can't return. Eat something!
xo. L.

I can't help but smile at the note. He knows me too well. I wonder when he did this, he is so sneaky! I shake my head, but with a smile on my face and pick out some of my new groceries to make a sandwich, a much nicer one than the one I thought I was going to have.

I put the plate with sandwiches and the cup of tea down on the living room table before I sit down and put the TV on. I pick my phone up to text Louis.

To Louis
You are insane.

I smile as I take a bite of the very tasty sandwich. I flip the channels trying to find something fun to watch. My phone pings and I pick it up.

From Louis
If keeping you fed is being insane, then sure.

To Louis
There's just one problem.

From Louis
What's that?

To Louis
I have a lot of food in my kitchen, but who's gonna cook it?

From Louis
I can come tomorrow. 7? ;)

I smile wide.

To Louis
That's good. Good thing the food comes with a chef.

From Louis
Isn't it? ;)

I eat my sandwich and drink my tea cuddle up on the couch. Around half past ten I'm beat and head for bed. It feels like it's been a long day. Probably because my body is tired from last nights events, though the thought of them make me smile and my body tingle.

I start work at ten the next morning, feeling a little more relaxed. I had a good night sleep and my body isn't as tense anymore. It's busy in the bakery, every person needing to get warm with some tea, coffee or hot chocolate.

When I take a break I see that I have a missed call from Harry on my phone. I decide to take a cup of hot chocolate and call him back.

“Hello there.” Harry answer with that happy tone of his, making me smile.

“Hey! Saw that you'd called. How are you?” I take a sip of the warm liquid, burning my tongue a little. I hate that, it's so good that I want to devour the whole thing, but it's too hot.

“I'm good. Been a long day today planning and such, but now we are free for the holiday. Yeah, I called. I was wondering what you are doing friday?” He ask and I frown, trying to think.

“I don't know, don't think I have anything planned. I work to six.” I wonder what he's planning.

“Good! We're having a party for Louis. Since all of us is leaving for christmas, we thought we'd have a party before that.”

“Oh...” I have totally forgotten that Louis has a birthday now. Time has gone so quick lately. That means that it's only a week till christmas. Wow. Dad is coming in on sunday. Shit! Louis's birthday? Why haven't he said anything?

“Yeah, we're going to eat some cake that Perrie is baking and give him some gifts, then more people are coming and we'll party.” He add and I sigh. Shit! I haven't thought about gifts for him. I have been concentrated on dad and Niall for christmas.

“That sounds fun. Shit, what should I give him as a birthday gift?” I ask hoping that he can give me some tips.

“You don't have to buy him anything. He didn't get you anything for your birthday.” Harry say, dismissing it. He should only know. Does that mean that I have to give him something in the same line as the key he got for me? Shit. My brain stands still with ideas. “We're gonna be at Liam's at seven.” He add and I sigh, now I'm going to think about this for the rest of the day. Desperately trying to figure out a gift.

“Sure, sounds great. I have to go back to work now, but I'll talk to you later?” I drink the last of my cup and stand up.

“Sure, sure. Talk to you soon.” He say and hang up.

This is going to be hard. I feel like I really want to give him something special, not just a shirt or something. I have to think about this. I only have a couple of days.

I continue working and feel exhausted when I finally is done. I have done nothing else but think hard on any gift for Louis. I even asked Lea for ideas. Nothing seems good enough, I don't know if my standard is too high, but I really want to get him something good.

Suddenly something flashes in my head as I walk out the door from the bakery. My eyes widen in hope as I get my phone out of my pocket and hit call on the one person who can actually help me with this. Hopefully making this possible. I get butterflies in my stomach as I think of the idea I have.

“Hello?” His low raspy voice say on the other end, making me feel at home.

“Hi dad!”

Notes

Got any ideas of what it could be? ;)

I am so happy. I've listened to the album for the whole week, I'm in love. I really like it!! ANNND! I am so, so, so happy, because I bought tickets to the guys tour next year! Woooohoo!! :D Who else is going? ;)

I hope you liked this! I'm glad I could get it out sooner than last time. haha! Hoping to never do that again ;)

xx.