Temporary home

I can't describe what I'm feeling as I can hear Louis's footsteps growing more and more prominent, I'm not happy about it, and I know that. But I'm also not exactly sad either.

I'm just caught not fully in between, just confused and feeling surges of intense emotions.

Hearing obviously Louis footsteps behind me, I start concentrating on the way I walk so I don't somehow manage to mess that up as well. As the flashbacks of this mornings breakfast hit me the self-hatred I feel is too overwhelming. I just want to curl up in a hole and stay there till I die, I was ready to burst into tears as soon as I got to my room, and was so caught up in my thoughts, I didn't even notice when Louis fell into step with me.

"Hey you," Louis said as I determinedly continued the short expanse to my journeys end. I sighed.

I reach fluidly into my bag to pull out my key, as I unlocked my door and stepped back to pull it open I crashed into Louis warm body that was way too close, and the worst part is I liked it.

"Sorry" I mumbled out barley unintelligible. I wanted to pull out of his arms but I was frozen in place with nerves as Louis' hand swung my door wide open. His arm which had remained snaked around my lower waist nudged me into my room, as he let himself in with me.

"Love, whats going on?"I blushed, looking down. The way Louis makes me blush give me a strangely lightheaded feeling. What is it with those English accents that make us American girls go crazy over any word they say the slightest bit different.

"I don't know."

"Do you like me, love?" I debate this for a moment before deciding to be honest,

"Yes I have since we met."

"Good, cause I've wanted you since I saw you." I had no idea where he was going with this. I haven't known him long enough to read his thoughts yet.

Louis's intense blue eyes stare into mine as he moves forward until his face is inches away from mine and our chests are pressed together, as my body feels warm from the contact his lips lightly graze over mine, the pressure starts out light but is ramped as I tangle my fingers up in his already tousled hair advancing him to pull me closer. The pressure, speed, and intensity becomes more insistent. I am sensitive to every little touch we make. I wasn't sure if I liked Louis or not yet. He was super obnoxious and loud. Don't get me wrong he was extremely friendly, but I was a more laid back kind of girl. Pushing that aside I followed my sexual drive and keep kissing him. I just can't get enough of him, and he wants more of me too.

" Ness, are you okay?" he whispered.

Something in the way he called me Ness or Love made me feel comforted and turned on like nothing else.

"I'm perfect."

He began placing kisses down my neck and came back to my lips kissing me fiercely. When he pulled back, his hot breath fanned across my face leaving a sweet honeysuckle smelling aroma. I could feel his bulge growing through his pants, He suddenly grabbed my hips and pushed me down onto the bed, as I allowed everything. His lips were on mine again, but we both opened our mouths this time. The taste of Louis's tongue was in my mouth as we got more and more passionate. We made out like crazy. When his hands touched my thighs through my jeans they also came up to my hips and unbuttoned my jeans I let him pull them off me as he stood up to get them off my ankles while I layed there panting from our kiss. Louis removed all of his clothes with an exception to his boxers.

Only his hands came back to my half exposed body pulling off my top leaving me in only my bra and panties. Louis laid his body on top of mine again fumbling with my bra strap as he kissed his way around my neck. His head moved off of my neck to my newly exposed breasts which he observed gently, while his hand slowly brings itself down my stomach. Wasting no time he plunges his slim fingers into me, swirling around my core. I grab a fistfull of brown hair as I pulled my head back and let out a long throaty moan. I hadn't realized how loud it must of been until Louis shushed me gently; as we assume my nextdoor inmates don't need to hear us.

Louis's bulge has grown immensely as he removes his index and middle finger out of me, he removes my underwear with it leaving me fully exposed. As Louis shuffles to remove his boxers I heard a rip and wondered silently where he was keeping the condom. Just like with his hand, he plunges into me and keeps our hips rolling into each other until my core gets warmer and my stomach tightens, and Louis gets close also. As I cum Louis does also which was something I thought only happened in movies.

Our ragged breath and sweaty bodies rest against each other as we could both get suspended for what we just did. As Louis tries to get up and leave, I stop him. It's just passed supper which means everyone will be outside and he could get in a ton of trouble for having sex with a minor. I put on a pair of grey sweat pants with a black hoodie as we awkwardly wait for the dinnertime rush to calm down. I act on spontaneous on the awkwardness neither of us know how to fill,


"I'm going to shower." I say quickly as I grab my small shower tote and a towel before dashing out of my dorm to the showers, before locking the door and sliding down it in frustration and confusion. Trying not to concentrate on the fact that Louis Tomlinson is sitting alone in my room whcih leaves me conflicted with emotions.

Notes

So here's chapter 3 I had major writer's block for the past 2 weeks and it always looked sloppy :/

BUT should I do the next chapter in Louis's point of view and what he finds/sees in Vanessa's room?

Let me know what you think! COMMENT, VOTE, SUBSCRIBE ILY <3