Louis Doesn't Have To Know

Sophie Ayers never intended on meeting Louis, yet she was so thankful that she did. He showed her what it was to love, and how it was to BE loved. He healed her broken heart, and did it with that gorgeous smile on his face. But when Danielle and Liam break up and Sophie goes to comfort him, he tells Sophie it was because Danielle suspected him of having feelings for HER...and that his ex girlfriend wasn't wrong. Sophie soon finds herself caught in an addictive web of lies, schemes, and cheating. She falls in love with BOTH One Direction boys, and is unable to choose one over the other. Liam has an idea though: Louis doesn't have to know...right?
<<<WARNING>>> There are scenes of a sexual nature in this movella.


5. Three Month Anniversary

2013, Three months into Louis and Sophie's relationship, in Louis' London flat:

Sophie opened her eyes sleepily and found herself looking at Louis. She smiled, thinking about the night before.

It had been so magical, Louis had taken her out for their three month anniversary. They had gone to a nice restaurant, then he just took her for a moonlit stroll, like in movies. They were holding hands, with their fingers entertwined, just enjoying each other's company when Louis suddenly stopped. Sophie stopped as well, looking at him. He was shuffling his feet, and looking at the ground like he was nervous.

"What's wrong?" she asked tentatively, worried because Louis was never nervous about anything.

He looked up quickly and smiled at her. "Nothing's wrong babe. Actually, everything's right." She cocked her head in confusion, not knowing where he was going with this.

He led her over to a bench and sat her down, preparing to continue speaking. "Soph...when I'm with you, you just make me feel so...whole. I feel light, and happy, like I can take on the whole world as long as you're by my side. You're so beautiful, on the outside and on the inside. When I'm with you, I want to be a better person. You're so caring about others, and you always put everyone else before yourself, even when they don't deserve it. You're so caring and...and I love you." He spit out the last three words quickly, like he was afraid he would chicken out of saying them.

Sophie smiled widely and grabbed his cheeks, pulling him in for a deep kiss. She turned her head slightly, licking his lips and dipping her tongue inside his mouth hungrily. He was surprised at first, but responded eagerly. He put his hands around her waist and pulled her tight against him on the bench. She fisted her hands in his hair, and he moaned into the kiss. After about a minute of this, they finally had to break for air. They leaned their foreheads against each other, breathing heavily.

"So..." he said, "you love me too?"

Sophie nodded furiously, making him chuckle. She said in a very breathy voice, "Oh yeah. I love you too" before attacking his mouth again.

Now as Sophie layed beside him on his queen sized bed, and ran the back of her hand across his stubbly cheek, she turned red just thinking about what had happened when they'd returned to his flat.

He had been the perfect gentleman, reminding her several times that they didn't have to do anything she wasn't comfortable with. She wasn't a virgin, but she wasn't exactly an expert in sex either, only having done it a couple of times, all of which were not that fun.

She just rolled her eyes at him, and pulled him up to the bedroom, reassuring him that she was ready for the next step.

As the door closed, she turned to him shyly. He just stepped up to her, taking her face in his hands sweetly. "You're so beautiful" he murmured against her mouth as he kissed her softly. She pressed her hands against his hard chest, deepening the kiss as she began to unbutton his blue dress shirt. She finally finished, and rolled the shirt off of his shoulders and onto the floor. She broke the kiss, rubbing her hands up and down his sexy stomach and pecs, admiring his physique. He made a sound in the back of his throat that sounding like a growl, and she looked back up at his face. His eyes were dark, smoldering, and beyond sexy. Without a word, he picked her up bridal style and carried her to the bed. She lost all of her shyness, realizing that she was with Louis, who she knew would never hurt her.

After a minute or two, they were both stark naked, their clothes in a heap on the floor. He was on top of her, kissing her deeply and passionately. He moved his mouth away from her lips, just to continue kissing her jawline, and then down to her neck. He reached a soft spot just above her shoulder, and began to suck, making her body arch into his. She felt his hardness against her inner thigh and she smiled in satisfaction that he was just as excited as she was. Suddenly he raked his teeth against that same soft spot and she moaned in pleasure. He pulled back away from her and she whined a little.

He look down at her and smiled his trademark toothy grin. "Why'd you stop?" she asked incredulously.

"I'm sorry, it's just...well that was really hot. I can't believe I made you moan like that. Just by kissing your neck."

Sophie rolled her eyes and put her hand behind his neck, pulling his face down just inches away from her own. "Do it again" she said seductively, and his eyes darkened once again.

He didn't waste any time, going back to sucking and nibbling her neck, making deep moans erupt from her body. He slowly, but thoroughly, moved down to her breasts, then to her stomach, placing tender kisses on her soft tummy. She had her hands knotted in his hair, and he looked up at her, his long eyelashes hooding his dark eyes. It was beyond sexy. He winked at her, and very gently pressed two fingers in her.

She squeaked a little, but then the pleasure hit her like a wave. She closed her eyes and revelled in it, his fingers moving expertly in and out of her body. His long fingers curled and stroked inside her, and she heard herself gasp out, "Fuck, Louis!" as he hit her g-spot repetitively. At some point he put a third finger in and she arched off of the bed, feeling the orgasm just around the corner. "Louis, I'm gonna...I'm gonna--"

"No, no, not yet!" he said hurriedly, keeping his fingers inside her, but stopping the motion as he pulled his torso up to hers, his face so close she could smell his aftershave.

She whined a bit, and he chuckled. "Are you ready?" he asked her, concern in his eyes.

She looked deep into his blue-green eyes. "Yes" she said simply.

Without breaking eye contact, he removed his fingers and pushed himself inside of her. She let out a gasp. It hurt a little bit, but only because it had been a while and he was fairly large. The pain instantly turned to pleasure though and she threw her head back, "Oh my God Louis!"

He stroked inside her, and it was so different than the times she'd had sex before. It was like he and she were both pouring their love for each other into the sex, making it that much hotter. They both climaxed at the same time, him crying out her name as he pressed his face down into the crook of her neck. He collapsed onto her body, but didn't take himself out of her. She reached around him and felt all the muscles on his back, digging in her nails as she held him tight against her. A minute or two later, after they'd both caught their breath, he pulled his face back to hers. He raised up a hand and brushed some stray strands of her hair away.

"I love you Soph."

"I love you too, Louis."

They'd done it two more times after that, each time somehow better than the one before. Then she'd fallen asleep in his arms.

Sophie glanced at the clock and saw that it was 2:43 a.m.

Why on God's green earth am I up at 2:43 in the morning? she thought to herself. Maybe that clock is wrong. Thinking this the possible case, she reached out to Louis' phone, which was closer than hers. Louis' snore pattern changed a little bit as she moved, and she froze, afraid she'd woken him up. Finally he got back into his normal rythym, and she settled back down into his embrace. She clicked the power button on the phone, and it lit up bright, making her squint her eyes.

Well I'll be damned, it is 2:43 in the morning.

Sophie shook her head and noticed that Louis had a text message from Liam. She punched in his lock code (her birthday) and pressed the messages button. This was a normal thing for them, they were always on each other's phones. She opened up the unread text message from Liam and couldn't believe what it said.

Lou, Dani broke up w/ me. i cnt talk to the other boys about it yet but i know i can talk to u. can u come over? i need u mate -li

Danielle broke up with him? But why?! Wait that's not important, he needs Louis. She looked at the bottom of the message and saw that Liam had sent it four hours ago, probably about the time that she and Louis were on their second time. Bloody hell he must be going crazy...

Sophie turned to Louis, intending to wake him up and go comfort Liam, but when she saw his sleeping face, she couldn't make herself do it. He had been so tired lately, doing interviews and shows every week, not getting much sleep, and worrying about not spending enough time with Sophie. He needed the rest, and he looked so peaceful.

But Liam still needed someone there with him. Sophie realized what she needed to do.

She slid out very carefully from Louis' arm, and pushed herself away from him and out of the bed, without disturbing his sleep. She was still naked, so she tiptoed over to his dresser and grabbed a pair of his boxars and red sweatpants. She threw on a tanktop (not caring that she didn't have a bra on) and grabbed her white North Face to head out the door. She scribbled a note on the back of a crumpled up receipt she'd found in his sweatpants and put it on the pillow next to him.

She opened the door quietly, and closed it without making any noise. She smiled at her stealthiness as she tiptoed down the stairs and out the door onto the street.

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