Leave Your Lover

Vivian's POV





Lou's words from a week ago are still stuck on replay in the back of my head. He's just not the type that falls in love. And for him to say that he actually likes someone, that's something special. She's probably a beauty. I mean, if this is the first girl he likes she would be pretty, right? Well with him being famous and all that.


"Babe, go to sleep," Liam groans next to me as I impatiently tap my book's cover with my index finger.


"Sorry babe, it's just so frustrating not to know," I sight.


"Lou's crush, you mean?" He asks sitting up from the bed. I look at him and smile. His sleepy face is so cute.


"He'll tell you when the time is right," he kisses me softly at the comer of my mouth.


"Where are you going?" I question him as he walks to the door


"Coffee?" He answers in which came out more like a question.


I open my book again. This is the forth time I'm ready 'Romeo and Juliet'', but damn I will never get tired of this book. It's amazing! Beyond amazing actually!


I read over a few words then sigh.


"I give up," I tell myself as I place the book back on the bedside table.


I lay on my stomach and pull the duvet over my back then try my best to fall asleep.










"Baby," I hear Liam whisper in my ear whilst kissing me in my neck. I smile with my eyes still closed and push some hair out of my face. I feel his hand run over my lover back then over my bum, then his hands stop at my thigh. He starts sliding his fingers into my panties but stop once I turn around to look at him with shock.


"Don't ever, and I mean ever, wake me up like that again, alright?" I tell him with a serious tone.


"Geez babe, relax," he holds his hands up in surrender then walks to the bathroom shaking his head.


I sigh then slowly make my way out of bed but gasp one I see Louis standing in the doorway with a pretty pissed off look.


"Good morning," I tell him kissing him on his cheek.

He nods then turns around walking away. What's his problem?


"Baby!" Liam yells from the bathroom.


"Coming,"











Louis' POV






"He fucking touched her," I run a hand through my hair shaking my head.


"They are still together, you know that right?" Harry asks as he holds out a beer for me.


"Yea but while she was sleeping? Really? They should do shit like that in the privacy of their own house, not a house filled with other people," I tell him scanning through the TV channels. I switch the TV off since there's nothing on and turn my attention back to Harry.


"Have you told her?" He asks me


"No, not really," I shake my head.


"Maybe you should,"


"When the times right,"


I hear someone clear their throat and look to my left to find a furious Liam.


"How much of that have you heard?" Harry asks him. Liam looks at Harry then back at me. The skin around his hand turns white from the tight fist he's making.


"Enough," he spits out and storms back out of the room.

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