Trapped With the One and Only... Louis Tomlinson.

When we first met, we were at a party. I guess that's just what we are... The party couple. But tonight, everything went wrong. I asked my boyfriend to pick me up, not knowing he was drunk, and now were trapped in a ditch. We don't have our phones, we have no food... And just to make it even worse... I'm three months pregnant.


14. The Bedroom

Or does it... Or does it what? I looked up at him. "What do you mean, Louis?" Once again, he just shrugged. "I dunno. It's just a theory... Harry and I studied this kind of thing in history" I flinched when he said Harry. "Babe, why did you just twitch?" I rose my eyebrows. "Nothing, I'm just thinking about all of this," I lied. "El, I can tell when you're lying, you do know that, right?" I only smiled at him. "I'm just tired, can we sleep and rest so we can leave tomorrow?" He looked at me concerned. "Sure, but I'm sleeping next to you and we're gonna find a... Less bloody place to sleep." I nodded in agreement, standing up and following him to a new area. He used his coat to put space between our bodies and the ground, and we used my coat as a blanket. We fell asleep fairly quickly, not talking at all, and with his body wrapped around mine. 

The dream returned to my head as quickly as I fell asleep. 

Harry pulled me upstairs, his large hands encasing mine. When we got to the top of the stair case, we walked into a large bedroom. The walls and bedspread were cream, there were little white lights hanging from the walls, and the bed looked fit for a queen. It was simple and beautiful... Obviously Japanese based.

He sat me down on the bed and kissed me sweetly. "Stay here... I'll be right back, love." And he walked into the bathroom. I sat on the bed for a few minutes before laying down and looking my shoes off. The lights resembled stars. 
When he came out of the bathroom, he was shirtless, showing off every muscle and tattoo on his torso. I stared at his chest and he chuckled. "Like what you see, yeah?" He sat next to me on the bed and pushed a loose strand of hair behind my ear. I shrugged and kept staring at him. "You're just so perfect," I whispered. He kissed me and smiled into it. "Not nearly as perfect as you, though." I blushed and let him kiss me again, more passionately this time. I got more intense and he crawled over me, letting his hips grind into mine. I moaned into his mouth and kissed him roughly. He smirked, satisfyingly, and his hands slipped underneath my shirt. "Ella," he moaned into my ear. I smiled and let him pull my shirt over my head. I dropped back onto the bed and his lips wandered around my chest and stomach, going lower and lower until he reached my shorts. He placed small kisses above my waistline before pulling my shorts off teasingly. I looked into his eyes and smiled at the bright green orbs that took in my body. "Love me," he whispered. And I nodded. "I will... Forever."

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