Only You (Louis fanfiction)

Kelsey is just a normal 17 year old girl. other than the fact that her mother passed away when she was 15 and that her father became abusive ever since. Oh and she dropped out of school due to bullying. She dances to deal with all the pain. Kelsey feels so alone. What will happen when she is forced to help the biggest boy band, which she hated, One Direction? Will she finally find someone who cares for her, who loves her?


22. I'll Knock

Kelsey's POV

"Kelsey. Wake up sweetie." I heard Louis's voice awaken me, along with some movement.

"No." I protest, pushing my face deeper into the soft pillow. I've never actually been a morning person. If mornings happened around 2pm I would be set for life.

"Babe, we have dance class." He states. Ugh, I forgot about that. I slowly turned around, opening my eyes only to see Louis sitting beside me on his bed, all dressed and ready to go. I groaned when I looked towards the window, the light burning my eyes. I retreaded under the blankets not wanting to get up and go dance, only to hear a sigh, the blankets be lifted from on top of me and Louis pick me up and lift me over his shoulder. I was thinking of protesting, but it was way too early so I let him take me wherever it was he wanted me to go. I closed my eyes, hanging my head low. Suddenly, I was being put down on a cold surface.

"Get ready. You have 30 minutes, babe." Louis kissed my forehead as I opened my eyes to  see that I was in the bathroom.

"But I have none of my dancing clothes or anything!" I whined, resting my head on his shoulder and closing my eyes. I heard Louis sigh; guess he didn't think about that.

"Would you like to go to your house t-"

"No!" I shouted before he could finish his sentence. "I don't want to go back there until I have to." I stated, starting to tremble a little. Louis's eyes softened and he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his lap and holding me clothes.

"Alright, that's alright." He whispered into my ear, stroking my hair. "But how are you going to get clothes for dance? You have to be there." I wondered.

"Isn't Danielle a dancer? Do you think she would have some of her dancing clothes at Liam's flat? Do you think they would mind if I borrowed them?" I asked all at one shot.

Louis chuckled and pulled out his phone. "I don't know. Lets find out." He smiled, dialing Liam's number.

"Hey Liam, quick question; does Dani leave any of her dance clothes in your flat?" "Do you think they would fit Kels?" "Would you mind if she borrows them? She doesn't have any and we don't really have time to go to her house." "Alright, thanks Liam." Then he hung up the phone.

"He's coming right over with the clothes." He smiles, pushing off of his lap so I land on the floor with a loud 'thud'.

"Um, ow." I whine, rubbing my butt.

"Oh, sorry." Louis tries to apologise, failing at containing his laughter. He extends his arm out for me to take it, so I did. But instead of pulling myself up, I bring Louis down to the ground along with me. Somehow he ends up on top of me, straddling me while we laugh. Once the laughter dies down, Louis just looks me  in the eyes.

"I don't know how someone could ever hurt you. You're perfect." He whispers, inching our faces closer and closer until out lips were barely touching. When I gain enough courage to finally close the space between us,

"Hey guys where ar-" Liam walks past the  bathroom, but soon backing up. "I am so sorry. Oh my gosh." Me and Louis pull away, chuckling. Louis got off of me, helping me up.

"You know Li, it's always you who walks in on us doing something. That's twice in less than 24 hours. I really hate to think how many times we'll have to go thru this in a week." Louis smirks, taking the dance clothes from Liam's hand and handing it to me. I just smile, because he was messing with Liam's head.

"I said I was sorry! I promise I'll knock next time." Liam says frantically.

"It's alright Li, just go now." Louis shoves a sorry-looking Liam from the bathroom entrance so he could find his way to the front door.

Liam quickly runs out of Louis' flat. Louis shakes his head, smiling because his friend was too awkward and innocent for a 19 year old. I Iook at Louis expectantly, waiting for him to exit the washroom so I could change.

"Yes?" He asks in a teasing tone.

"I need to get dressed." I explain bluntly.

"So, get dressed." Louis smirks, leaning on the sink.

"Louis get out." I laugh, hitting him with Danielle's shirt.

"Alright, alright I'm going!" He raises his hands in defeat and kisses my cheek before leaving the bathroom, closing the door behind him.


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