40. Kiss me, Love me
I grabbed his hand and lead him to the car. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. Seeing him made me so happy. In the car, I noticed he was wearing pajama pants. I started laughing. He looks over at me with a confused face, "What's so funny?" I point at his pants, not being able to speak since I was laughing so hard. He looks down and starts laughing too. He shrugs sarcastically, "Ah man! I guess I forgot my pants!" I grab his hand and kiss it. He look at me, "Probably because I couldn't wait to see you." I rest my head on his shoulder, "I missed you so much." He kisses my head, "I missed you too." When we finally get home, we don't get his stuff out of the car, we go start upstairs. I put on some pajama pants and a tshirt. I put my hair in a messy bun and lay on the bed with Louis. He cuddles me in his arms, holding me close. He lays there kissing my forehead. He starts giggling, "I can feel her kicking." He puts his hands on my tummy. I look down and see him kisses my belly, whispering to her. I start smiling, knowing he really will be the best daddy ever. He looks back at me and smiles. He leans up and kisses me. When he pulls away he whispers, "I missed my two princesses." I put my hand on the back of his neck, "I missed my cuddle buddy." He smirks and then presses his lips on my lips again. We sit there for awhile until I decide to tell him about my dad's family. "I meet my dad's wife, her name is Angela. She is really nice. She is a dance teacher at a Fine Arts Academy. I also meet my step-sister, Kristen. She has two little twin girls named Lyric and Melody. And her husband is in the military." He looks over at me, he saw the excitement on my face. He smiles and puts his arms around me, "I can't wait to meet them." He understands how I feel right now. He knows that I've missed my dad and wanted to see him again. And now he is in my life forever this time. I wrap my arms around Louis and lay my head on his chest. I could hear his heart beat and could feel his chest rising and falling with every breath he took. I look up at him, "So how was America?" He looks down at me, "It was amazing. The fans there are a little obsessed with us though." I laugh, "Correction, they're dedicated, not obsessed." He chuckles, "Correct. But America was wonderful. I can't wait to go back, but with you this time." I smile and he brushes away a strand of my hair out of my face. We sit there in silence, comfortable silence. We just wanted to soak in everything. I drift off to sleep, but before I fall asleep, I hear him singing, Hey There Delilah. I love him so much.