A Perfect Stranger

When Lara meets a mysterious stranger in the park, they get to talking and she feels drawn to him. What happens when she finds out who he really is?


13. Later


“The way that you kiss on me”


The quiet breathing of my friends still filled the room, the sound of the city still hummed below. Louis’ arms wrapped me tightly, legs entwined, leaving pressed into every inch of him. It was only when he murmured my name did I realise why I had woken. His breath tickled the side of my neck as he whispered it again. I tried to tell myself that was why I had shivers down my spine, but I wasn’t sure. My eyes sought his face in the dim light and I smiled gently when my eyes managed to focus on him. He grinned back, “Hello you.”

“Any particular reason for waking me up?” I mumbled sleepily.

“I figured now counts as later, don’t you?” he murmured.

“You know I meant what I said. Every word of it.”

“Well then, I have a bone to pick with you. Do you really believe that I don’t feel the same way about you, what you feel for me?”

I was glad the darkness hid my blush. “Yes,” I mumbled, “It’s okay though Louis, it’s hardly even been a week

“You’re wrong. I do love you. But I’m obviously not doing it right if you can’t see that,” he murmured more to himself than me.

I frowned. “Louis, no. You’re not doing anything wrong,” I told him. Seconds passed in silence. My frown deepened. “Louis? I whispered, “Louis what’s wro-“


Lips silenced mine, overwhelmed them, crushed whatever I had been about to say. What had I been about to say? I couldn’t remember, didn’t want to remember. I was too caught up in the moment. He had never kissed me like this before, not with such intensity. I gasped as he pulled me closer. One hand slipped slowly under my shirt and up my back, my breath catching in my throat. I kissed him back, melting into the sea of sensation until I couldn’t separate myself from it. I knotted a hand in his hair and savoured his taste on my lips. I felt energy crackling through every part of me, raising the hair on the back of my neck and giving goose bumps and delightful butterflies in the pit of my stomach. I wrapped myself as close to Louis as I could. The ragged gasps of my breath matched the pounding of my heart and I sighed in disappointment when he eventually pulled away. I blushed again when Louis ran a hand down the side of my face. “Do you believe me now?” he murmured.

I nodded. “Mmhmm,” I hummed

He pressed a kiss to my forehead and I could feel him smiling in the darkness, “Good.”

I lost my battle against the big grin that surged to the surface, burying my face into Louis’ chest with a smile so wide my cheeks hurt. “I love you,” I whispered.

There was a quiet chuckle, “I love you too.”

I fell asleep to the beat of his heart.



I blinked groggily, eyes slowly adjusting to the light as I tried to figure out what had woken me. Looking up, I saw my little family of friends standing and looking down at where Louis and I lay. He was still sleeping soundly. Careful not to wake him I scowled up at the audience. “What’s going on?” I muttered.

They all chuckled and a phone was passed down to me. I pried one arm free and took it, wincing at the brightness of the screen before properly seeing what was on there. When I did, my face reacted with its usually emotion and my cheeks burned cherry red before I tore my eyes away and hid in Louis chest again, dropping the phone to the floor. The picture was burned into my mind. Louis and I lay fast asleep, cuddled up close together.

“You two are just too cute together,” cooed Gemma.

“Yeah whatever,” I mumbled, embarrassed, from where my face was buried into Louis.

“Young love!” sighed Harry dramatically. Everyone laughed and I felt Louis stir beside me. I pulled back and watched his face as he woke. “Welcome back to the world of the living,” I joked.

He smiled sleepily at me. “Why are we being watched and why is everyone laughing?” he paused and studied my face, “And are you blushing?”

The word was a trigger for my face to light up again. I reached around for the phone and handed it to him. He studied it for a moment before a quiet smile settled on his features and he looked at me. “You’re beautiful,” he said quietly. There was a clamour of ews and naws from the boys and girls as the all fled the room, Niall yelling something about lovey-doveyness putting him off his breakfast. Louis shakes his head as he looks at me and I smile back at him. Life was good.


Short chapter, I know. But be happy, the surprise is up next! Remember, favourite, comment etc!




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