Talia POV.

I woke up to the sun brightly shining through the sheer curtains. I flutter my eyes open and made the mistake of looking straight at the sun’s light, causing me to shut my eyes and groan a little tiredly. I heard faint snores coming from beneath me. I quickly remembered I slept on Louis last night.

I smiled to myself, remembering last night. I actually felt better telling Louis about that horrible past story. It felt like a ton of dead weight lifted off my shoulders. I lifted my head up and stared down at Louis. I admired all his masculine features.

The way his jaw twitched at certain times, the little amount of stubble that was starting to grow back from his last shave, the way his nose crinkled at times, and that sexy bed hair of his. I knew he was going to get irritated by me waking him buttttttttt I don’t care.

I gently pulled my arms from under the covers and raised my hands up. I decided to poke his nose first. I tapped his nose repeatedly which only caused him to stir and turn his head slightly. Well that didn’t work. I started poking both of his cheeks at the same time. He groaned and shook his head slightly, causing me to giggle quietly.

“Talia quit.” He sounded a little mad but his sleepy voice only made me do it more. “What if I don’t want to?” sounding a little defensive for no apparent reason. He didn’t answer me back, sleep taking him back. I continued to poke him but he didn’t say or do anything else but choosing to ignore me. I sighed and stopped, a little mad by the fact that he got irritated by me which is stupid. I rolled off of him and turned on my side, facing away from him.

“You’re no fun.” I huffed out, not looking back at him. A couple silent minutes later, I heard him sigh and turn to me. “Talia.” Sounding more like a demanding tone than a questioning one. I didn’t answer him, just continued facing on my side staring out the window. He only sighed again and I felt the bed shift then his arms wrapping around me, pulling himself closer to me.

No matter what this boy did, I always fell for his touch. I sunk into him, sighing happily. “Don’t be mad at me.” I paid attention back to what was going on. Still a little irritated I continued to look the other way. “I’m not” simply stating it as an obvious fact. I felt him shake his head on my shoulder, sighing again.

“I know when you’re made Talia. Don’t lie” I stared off at the beam of light shining in, thinking about his comment. He was right. This boy knew everything little thing about me. He didn’t even have to try, he just knows. “Oh really? And how do you know I’m not?” He chuckled a little bit at my statement but I really wanted to know how he knew so much about me without me telling him something.

Talia, I study you like I’m supposed to. I know you like the back of my hand. I know how you walk, talk, how you pick at your food when you don’t like it or it’s cold, the way your nose crinkles when you laugh, how concentrated you look when you’re busy doing something, you scrap the nail polish of your nails when your nervous, and how you mentally count when your pissed off. I just… know you.” I couldn’t wipe the smile forming on my face at hearing what he said. How much detail he put into it. He did know me really well. I shifted around to face him completely. “You know, that’s creepy Lou.” Still smiling at him. He just chuckled and closed his eyes, opening again. “You love it though” I nodded my head in agreement. “I do.” He smiled and brung his face closer to mine, pecking me on the lips.

We were in the middle of a heated make-out session when the door barged open.
“Hey you gu-… Oh sorry!” We pulled away immediately and looked at the door. EVERYONE was standing there. I could feel the reddish tint cover my cheeks as I hid into Louis chest, him releasing an annoyed groan. The door shut but not before Liam mentioned one more sorry.

I swear, there is no privacy in this house.

Notes

Very short soooooooooooooo SORRY!
These AP classes are kicking my ass right now but i'm making it!

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