Holding On

Rose, the word ponders around my crammed mind and all it ever picks out is the color red. Red, the color of love, anger, blood. My name is inexplainable. My life, was inexplainable, until I met him.


19. All Better

Everything felt right. I wish we could have stayed like that for infinity and a half, but the kiss eventually died down.

Louis smiled, and grabbed my hand. "Let's go get those cuts taken care of? Okay?" I nodded as he guided me out of bed and into the bathroom.

I was so embarrassed. My clothes were scattered across my bathroom floor. I grabbed any bras and underwear I could and ran out of the room with them, stuffing them in a random drawer.

"Sorry...for the mess." I bit my lip and felt my cheeks burn up. Louis just smiled.

"When you live in a house with 4 other guys, you get used to it." He half laughed half spoke.

"Uhm, Louis?" I asked innocently. He directed his attention to me.

"You can't really...fix the cuts...unless I take off my shorts." I spat out, feeling even more embarrassed and uncomfortable with the situation as he laughed hard.

"Rose, I grew up with four sisters, I've seen more underwear than a man should in his life. I don't really care, but if it makes you uncomfortable then you don't have to take them off. Either way those cuts need to be disinfected and bandaged up.

He was right, but I had an idea. "Can you look away for a minute?" He nodded and covered his eyes.

I quickly ran and put on the biggest sweatshirt I could find. I took off my shorts, and pulled the sweatshirt down. It didn't show my underwear. Feeling achieved, I walked into the bathroom smiling like an idiot.

"You can look now." I said, sitting up on the counter. He looked at me and laughed.

"Clever. Now where do you keep you rubbing alcohol and healing cream?" I pointed to a drawer which I thought they were in. When he opened it his face grew wide.

"NOT IN THERE!" I yelled as I slammed the drawer (that contained adult things) shut with my foot. Louis bursted out in tears laughing, falling on the floor while doing so. I just cupped my face and groaned.

Louis was still on the floor laughing, so I just got the stuff myself. "Here. Now get this over and done with before I bitch-slap backhand you." I said jokingly.

"Wow, sassy are we?" He snickered. I just rolled my eyes and sat back on the counter.

"When did you do this?" Louis asked, all of a sudden becoming serious when he had a closer look. "They look fresh."

"Th-this morning...before we went to the beach." I stuttered. Louis just frowned at me and looked back at them. Suddenly, he leaned down and kissed them.

It took me by surprise as he planted a gentle kiss on each cut. It didn't hurt, but just felt awkward.

"Okay," He began. "this may sting a little so I'm sorry if it does." Before I could speak he applied rubbing alcohol to the first cut. It stung extremely bad and I bit my bottom lip down hard in order to prevent any scream from escaping. After he put on the healing cream, and a bandaid.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. I just nodded at him and let out a huge sigh of relief.

"Two more." Louis stated, putting rubbing alcohol on a cotton ball.

By now my leg was tingling, so the second one didn't hurt as much. Louis did the same with the third cut, and within minutes I was finished.

"Thank you for being an amazing doctor Mr. Tomlinson." I giggle as I went to put my shorts back on.

"It's only because I had an amazing patient." He smiled at me, but then smirked. I saw a twinkle in his eyes.

"Maybe you can play nurse sometime." He smirked and raised his eyebrow at me.

"Louis!" I yelled at him, slapping his arm playfully. We both laughed hard.

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