Get Me Back

**Sequel to Hanging On (A.K.A. read Hanging On first)** It's now six months after the eight month tour begins and Katie can't help but feel her relationship with Louis falling apart. When she discovers the secret he'd been trying to hide from her, she's devastated; how could she ever trust again, especially after the one who promised to never hurt her went against his word? As Katie tries to build herself back up, a new set of arms help pick her back up, showing her something she hasn't felt for a long time. Katie finds herself in a troubling situation, especially when the truth is ultimately revealed to her. Will she try and rebuild what she once had, or will she embrace the new future presenting itself to her?


7. Chapter Seven


    I could hardly make it down the stairs quickly enough. Running out the door and to the curb, I opened the door to the limo, throwing my things to the floor and immediately pouncing on Louis who was waiting for me. My arms around his neck as I kissed him roughly, my tongue sliding into his mouth, I barely managed to shut the door behind me. I managed to stop long enough to make sure we were unseen; the cover was already lifted between us and the driver, tinted to prevent any wandering eyes. “You were ready,” I giggled, kissing the spot where his jaw met his neck. I felt his hands go to my thighs, pulling me onto his lap. I straddled him, running my hands down his chest as he lay back on the large, black leather interior. Like in the hall, I felt him thrust upward, desperate to feel me. I held his neck as I pulled him back up to a sitting position, working my hips against his. I felt him exhale sharply against my mouth, pushing his tongue against mine. I let him roll us around so he was on top and in control. He continued his actions, running his hands down and under my shirt, unclasping my bra. The seats became smaller, causing the sexual tension and frustration to build even more. I felt Louis’s hands become rougher as his frustration built. I moved my hips up against his, feeling his foot slide down to the floor to prevent himself from completely falling off of the seat.

    “We need a bed, Kat,” Louis breathed. I just nodded as he continued to assault kisses down my neck, biting each time. I put my hands down his chest to the waistline of his pants, tracing it gently. I let my hands go to his belt, teasing him as I tugged at it gently. I loosened it enough to let my hands slide in, working down to his building erection. “Kat, not in here,” Louis moaned. I ignored him, pumping gently as he worked back to kissing every exposed part of my skin.

    The limo finally pulled over and Louis jumped off, grabbing my bag and my hand. I giggled as I tried to keep my bra on, running to keep up with him. We ran through the lobby and Louis slammed down on the up button for the elevator. The doors slowly opened and we lunged in, continuing our scene from the car as soon as the doors closed. I felt him reach over and press the button to his floor, giving me the opportunity to slam him against the wall. I heard him grunt with the impact as I latched my lips onto his neck, sucking violently. I wasn’t going to let him get by without a love bite.

    “I like this side of you,” Louis laughed huskily. The doors opened and he led me to his room quickly, his fingers laced through with mine. We made it to his door and he fumbled with the card key as I teasingly slid my hands around his waistband, giggling at his struggle to open the door. As he closed the door behind me, he turned and backed me against the door. “It’s my turn now.” I giggled, wagging my finger back and forth in front of his face.

    “If you think you can handle that,” I whispered seductively.


    I woke up feeling exhausted and sore, but I was content for the first time in sixth months. My eyes slowly opened to find Louis still asleep, his breathing deep and even. I smiled, leaving a small kiss on his lips. I carefully got out of bed, slipping on my panties and Louis’s t-shirt, walking out to the small kitchen. I began to brew some coffee and flipped the TV on, catching up on the news. After the coffee finished, I walked around, noting how large the place was.

    A knock sounded at the door, causing me to jump slightly and spill coffee on my toes. “Shit!” I set the cup down on the counter, wiping my feet off. I looked over at the time; who would be here at 9:15 in the morning? I walked over to the door, opening it slowly.

    “Katie?” My face dropped as I realized it was Harry standing at the door, his gaze moving up and down my body. “You look hot,” he smirked. I missed his smile so much.

    “What are you doing here?” I hugged him and pulled him into the apartment. “Louis is still asleep.”

    “That’s actually a good thing because I need to talk to you.” Harry sat down at the counter as I sipped my coffee.

    “Shoot,” I told him, setting my cup down.

    “You can’t come on tour with Louis no matter what he says, okay?” Harry’s face had become serious, making me worry.

    “What are you talking about?”

    Harry sighed, running a hand through his curls. “Katie…I’m sorry but…Louis ch-“

    “Harry!” Louis came running out, clad in a robe and an angry look on his face. “What the hell are you doing here?”

    “What’s going on, Louis?” I turned to him. “Harry was going to say something about you before you came out.”

    Louis’s face dropped as he immediately looked down. “Can you please let me speak to Harry alone for a minute please?” I nodded and walked back to the bedroom. Whatever was going on, I was going to find out.

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