Forbidden Love

Alana grew up in a military family in California. She finished high school early at 16 years old and went through schooling to be a body guard. She is one of few female body guards. When she aplies for a job as a body guard for a popular boy band that she has never heard of before, One Direction. She develops feelings for Louis that she doesn't want to adress. But is her will power strong enough to keep her feelings hidden from him and everyone else?


15. Towel Thief

Alana's P.O.V.

I wake up to Louis singing. I keep my eyes close and prentend to be sleeping. I recognize the song, it's Truly, Madly, Deeply by One Direction. After going to every one of the boy's rehearsals in the last few months I am starting to memorize all of their songs.


At the end of the song I open my eyes and look up to see Louis smiling above me. "Good morning, love", he says. "Good morning, did I ever tell you that I love that song?", I say. "I thought you didn't like our music.", he says. "Yeah, but there are a few exceptions.", I say. "Really? Which songs?", he ask. "Um, Little Things, Last First Kiss, Moments, and Truly, Madly, Deeply.", I say and yawn. "You like all of the slower songs.", he points out. "Yep. I don't really like pop music, but those songs are less popish.", I say. "Popish? I've never heard that word before.", he says teasingly. "That's because I came up with it.", I say.


He smiles and pecks my lips. "Is it monday?", I ask. "Yep. Mum's at work and the girls are at school.", he says. "Yay! We have the house to ourselves!", I say excitedly. "Yeah, now get your lazy bum up.", he says. "I would rather have a lazy bum than a big bum.", I say. "You don't like my big bum?", he says and makes a pouty face. "I like your big bum, but I wouldn't want to have a big bum.", I say and giggle. "You have a little bum.", he says. "Why are we always talking about bums? And why am I using the word bum?", I ask. "I don't know, I guess we like bums.", he says and I giggle.


"Alright I'm going to take a shower.", I say and get up from the bed. "Hurry up! I'm going to miss you!", he says. "I'm not going to miss you.", I say teasingly. "Hey!", he says. "You know I love you!", I say and leave the room.


I take my shower and realize that I left my clothes in Louis room, crap, I have to walk back to his room in nothing but my towel. I walk out of the bathroom and into Louis' room. He's reading something off of his phone but when he hears the door close he looks up and his eyes widen. "I forgot my clothes in here.", I say and blush.


He gets a mischievous smirk on his face and gets up from the bed. Shit, what is he up to? "You know what would suck?", he asks. I give him a questioning look. "If you didn't have a towel.", he says. My eyes widen and I say, "Louis Tomlinson! Don't you dare!" He grabs my towel, yanks it off, and runs from the room.


I quickly get dressed and chase after him. "You ass!", I yell at him. He's sitting on the couch with my towel draped over his neck. "You should walk around naked more often.", he says. "I didn't walk around naked! You stole my towel and I got dressed as fast as I could.", I say, I'm not really mad, just embarrassed. "I know, but you're really fit, you should walk around naked.", he says. "Oh my god! You are such a guy!", I say. "Would it make you feel better if you saw me naked?", he asks. "No! I don't want to see you naked!", I say frantically. "You are such a liar.", he says with a smirk on his face. "You are such an idiot! But I guess that's why I love you.", I say and sit on the couch next to him. "You know you will eventually see me naked, right?", he says. "Can we drop the subject? It's kind of embarrassing that you saw me naked", I ask. He laughs and says, "Okay, but you don't need to be embarrassed." "Alright, you should go take a shower and get dressed, I'll go make breakfast.", I say. He gets up and leaves the room. I laugh at how crazy my morning has been.


I go to the kitchen and start cooking pancakes. I hear Louis walk into the kitchen but I continue cooking. I feel his arms wrap around my stomach and he kisses my neck. I smile and continue to cook. He reaches out and turns off the burner of the stove. "Hey! I'm using that!", I complain.


He spins me around and pushes me against the counter. "I don't really want breakfast anyway.", he says and kisses me. He lifts me up so I'm sitting on the counter. I tangle my fingers in his hair and he starts lifting up my shirt. I stop him from lifting up my shirt and break away from the kiss. "What's wrong?", he asks. "I'm not doing this in a kitchen.", I say. He smirks and lifts me off the counter and carries me bridal style to his bedroom. He sets me down on his bed and we return to what we were doing before. We are never interrupted by anything and I never get any flashbacks, so I'm pretty sure you can guess what happened.  

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