Mrs Tomlinson

Summer had a great life but then it got even better when she met Louis Tomlinson; that is, after their differences.
*A/N* This story is all my own, please don't plagiarise my story. All characters are fictional and any reference to real people is purely coincidental. Thanks for reading <3 Thank you to PeanutButterGuitar for finding me the cover photo <3


5. The shoes

>Louis's POV<
"Harreh! I'm hoooome!" I yelled, throwing the keys in the bowl by the door.

"HEY! I'M IN THE KITCHEN!" I laughed, he was always in there cooking something or an other. "WE'RE HAVING TACOS FOR DINNER!!"
"SO WHAT'S NEW?" I yell back, laughing again. Tacos were his favourite, you wouldn't catch him eating but. When I don't want tacos, I have to cook, which I hate, so we eat A LOT of tacos.
I dropped my bag on the couch, took off my shoes and went to speak to him.
"So, interesting day?" I asked him.
"Nah, not really," he replied, facing the stove top, "you?"
"Well it wasn't to start with but on my way home it got interesting..."
"yeah? What happened?" he asked, finally turning around. "Will it explain why you have, in your hand, a pair of black heels, one with a broken heel?"
I had forgotten about those.
"Yeah it will."
I explained about the girl and that after she left, I sat there looking at the photo. Then I started heading home, the same way she had walked, and I saw a pile of rubbish and the shoes that I could have sworn she was holding. He was so engrossed in what I was saying, that he didn't notice that the taco mince was burning until the smoke alarm went off.
"There goes beautiful meat.." he said sadly, whilst throwing it in the bin.
"I'll order pizza." I say, trying to cheer him up.
"Chicken and sweet corn!?" he asked hopefully, I laughed before saying "Sure!" and he went off and did a happy dance.

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