Coincidental Meeting (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

I meet Louis Tomlinson by complete coincidence. I'll let you figure out the rest.
*Note* Not your typical fanfic about a One Direction member.


43. 43. Love Life

*Mature Content*


Louis and I drove around for a few hours before decided that we really needed to eat. We knew better than to try and eat at another restaurant so we took a quick trip through the McDonald's drive-thru.

"I wanna show you a pretty special place," I said making Louis pull over so I could drive. I climbed behind the wheel and took him to a place I would always go to think. It was an overlook of the city, nothing too fancy. I parked the car and we got out, leaning against the hood.

"I'm going to miss you so much Louis," I said putting my head on his chest. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my forehead.

"I never thought you could miss someone before you actually left them," he said slowly. "I love you so much."

We spent the next few hours talking, planning how we would stay in touch over the time.

"Emily and Brianna are going to be going to the show in September. It's the Friday after my birthday," I bit my lip trying to control the fact that I was slightly angry at them for being able to go.

"And you'll be going to! We all had talked about getting you all tickets that were close by."

I smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.

"We have two weeks left to spend as much time as possible together," I said kissing him harder.

"And we will spend as much of those two weeks with each other, doing everything we can to make sure we stay together."

"How are we going to stay together?"

"Our love, it will keep us together."

I just stood there with his arms wrapped around me and I knew that he was the one for me. I loved him with all my mind, body, and heart. Honestly, I believed we could make this last for a lifetime and I never was one to think optimistically about love and relationships.

"Promise me something," Louis said looking down on me.

"What is it?"

He sighed, "No matter what the reporters write about us, no matter what the fans say, no matter what anyone says, you won't let it get to you. You'll come to me with something, promise?"

I thought about it for a moment. One thing that was especially difficult for me was not saying anything to a rude comment, another reason I had stayed off my Twitter. I knew if fans had found my account and were saying negative things about Louis and I being together then it would be hard for me to not acknowledge that. I couldn't hate on Louis' fans though no matter what they said. The reporters were always known to get the story wrong or never tell the whole truth so I couldn't let that get to me either.

"I love you Louis, I promise."

It was getting close to midnight so we decided to go back to my apartment. The drive wasn't long and I couldn't wait to have Louis to myself. I missed him in every way possible. I was wondering how in the world I was going to go one month before I saw him again. I still had two weeks I kept reminding myself the whole ride home. Louis held my hand and felt safe with him. I felt like nothing could stop me from being me, and that I could do anything and everything with him.

We walked into the apartment, slowly turning around to kiss him while he shut the door. I reached passed him and locked it.

"I love you," I whispered against his lips and walked toward the bedroom. I heard Louis' footsteps right behind me and once we reached the room he spun me around. His hands were on my waist and he bit my lip.

I kicked the door shut with my heels and pulled him closer, running my fingers up his body. I began kissing down his neck pulling off the suit jacket, walking toward the bed. I fell down on the bed pulling Louis on top of me kissing him hard.

"You're," Louis barely managed to get out between kisses, "wonderful."

I was slowly unbuttoning his shirt while kissing him hard. Pushing him over so I could climb on top of him to begin straddling him. I finished unbuttoning the buttons to his shirt and went back to kissing his neck. Barely audible moans escaped his mouth and I knew he was enjoying himself.

I started pulling off his shirt, running my fingers down his chest. Kissing down his neck, past his collar bone and down his chest. My hands wandered down to his pants line and I could feel him getting excited. I started kissing back up his chest, making my way back up to his lips.

I bit on his lip and ran my tongue across his lips.

"I want you," slipped from between his lips.

I smiled, kissed him gently, "I know."

Louis pushed me over, running his hands up my thighs. I relaxed with his touch and his body covered mine. My hands ran up and down his back as his kissed my neck. His hands were exploring my body and moans were being released from my mouth every few minutes.

Switching up positions once more I was back on top of him. I slipped the straps of my dress off my shoulders and leaned down to whisper in Louis' ear. "Help me," I said in a quiet, almost mute voice.

With Louis' help soon my dress was off and laying somewhere on the floor revealing a black bra with red bows and matching underwear. Louis smiled while looking me up and down. My hands fumbled a bit, as if this were the first time, when I got to his belt. Relaxing a little, I unhooked the belt and slowly pulled off his pants.

A feeling shot through my body like adrenaline but ten times more powerful. A realization of this being love was washing over me and I was feeling perfect.

Louis laid me down on the bed. He kissed my forehead, my nose, then my lips. His hands were touching everywhere and nowhere all at once. I felt every single touch and every single kiss. As his lips moved further down my neck my back began to arch. Every single kiss was ninety percent love and ten percent lust, a perfect mix.

Before I knew it the final remainders of clothes were being shed and kisses were going in places that were causing extreme pleasure. Each of us giving so much to each other with hands and mouths. The desire was taking over but don't worry love was still present.

A rush of lust took over in that wonderful moment. So much love, so much desire was involved. Love was being made between two people who were in love.

After an hour or two, a climax or two, I ran my fingers through Louis' hair.

"I love you Louis Tomlinson, I never want to experience this with anyone else. You are the one and only."

"Maria, you complete me. I love you. And I promise you, one day I will marry you."

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