I Survived

Natasha is a normal girl. The problem is that she lost her family. She meets Louis Tomlinson, however she doesn't know who he is. It's been a though time for her and Louis had been there to help her. Will they become more than just good friends?

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41. Chapter 35

Natasha’s POV
 
“Do you hear banging?” I skeptically asked, tilting my head to the side whilst my eyes remained fixed on his.
 
“I feel banging.” Louis disbelievingly spoke. My eyes followed his where they landed on the roof we were still stood on. He was right, the banging was coming form underneath us, sending a vibration through my feet and up my body.
 
“What the?” I muttered under my breath.

“Not to be a party pooper or anything.” Harry shouted up, mine and Louis headed snapped towards the ground where he stood calling up at us. “But as you can tell we need to go.”
 
“We’ll be down in a sec!” Louis shouted back before turning to look at me.

“You better hurry, Niall is getting impatient!” He shouted out before returning inside the bus.
 
“That would explain the banging.” Louis chuckled.
 
“Huh?”
 
“Niall is banging on the ceiling, most likely with a guitar hero remote.”

“Oh right. He better not break it.” I joked.
 
“We should probably get down then.”
 
“Yeah, probably a good idea.” I smirked.

“But I just need to do this.”

“Do what?” I asked but was soon silenced by his lips landing straight back on mine, not like I cared it was just unexpected. I knew we had to get down but out lips were hungry for more.
 
“Oi! Stop eating each other’s faces and get your butts moving!” Harry interrupted us, his voice was full of jest causing our kiss to break apart from my uncontrollable laughing. I could se Louis smirking out the corner of my eye, which only caused the grin on my face to spread wider.
 
“Alright, we’re coming!” I laughed as we walked towards the end of the bus, ready to descend.
 
“You know he’s doing it on purpose.” Louis shook his head as he spoke.
 
“What do you mean?”

“He does it to everyone, he was had a thing about ruining the moment.”
 
“He needs to get himself a girlfriend.”
 
“Harry is very picky when it comes to girls…” He trailed off as he slid down the ladder. “You need a hand?”

“No, I’m fine thank you.” I replied, sliding down the side of the ladder, who needs steps? “And what do you mean by picky?”

“They have to have a certain hair color, eye color, fashion sense, music taste ect…”
 
“But didn’t he date Taylor Sw-“
 
“How do you know who he dated?” He asked, stopping in his tracks as he turned to face me.

“You do realize there is a difference news story everyday about you guys, it’s impossible not to know something’s.”
 
“I wouldn’t know, I don’t watch the news.”

“Probably for the best.” I spoke whilst yawning.
 
“C’mon, let’s get you to bed. Big day tomorrow.” He grinned.
 
“What’s happening tomorrow?” I yawned again as we walked back inside the bus.
 
“Yeah, what’s happening tomorrow?” Niall chirped in, appearing shirtless in the front lounge caressing his stomach. Normally people would find this odd behavior, but for Niall, this was normal. Either he had just eaten or he was about to eat. Although the burp which followed after concluded my theory that he had just eaten.
 
“It’s a surprise!” Louis beamed as he skipped down the aisle. My eyes went wide at the sight and my eyebrows raised a considerable amount, I don’t think I’d ever seen Louis this happy.
 
“How am I supposed to sleep now?” I moaned as I followed him, walking like a zombie, to the bunk area.
 
“You can sleep in here.” He grinned as he whipped back the curtain to his bunk.
 
“You do realize you’re like six foot and there bunks are miniature?” I questioned, raising an eyebrow at him.

“I guess it’ll be cozy then.” He winked.

“Cheeky.” I smirked before grabbing my pajamas from my bunk and sauntering off to the bathroom. polyvore.com/pj/set?id=111534908
 
“Oh Natashaaaa!” Louis sung, I’m guessing form his bunk. I turned around form where I was standing to be greeted with a sight of Louis half hanging out of his bed, completely shirtless, whilst doing exasperated hand movements as he sung my name.
 
“I’ll be there in a second!” I laughed lightly as I took a quick sup form a glass of water.
 
“It’s okay Natasha, he doesn’t need you anymore!” Harry shouted as he literally jumped into bed with Louis.

“Well don’t you look cozy.” I smirked as I peered into Louis’ bunk as I stood the very tip on my tip toes.”
 
“I got my boo bear to protect me form the monster under my bed.” Harry grinned as he attempted to snuggle into Louis who was eagerly trying to back away.
 
“Hey! My bunks under yours!” Niall shouted from down below.

“Exactly!” Harry joked.

“I guess I’ll just have to sleep in my bunk now…”

“No it’s fine, Harry’s moving.” Louis beamed.

“No I’m n-” Harry was cut off by literally being thrown out of the bunk.
 
“What you doing down there?” I joked as I watched him pick himself up off the floor.

“Oh you know, just checking for dust mites.” He sarcastically replied as he climbed into another bunk, once again it wasn’t his.

“The Zarry shippers are going to love this.” I smirked as I snapped a picture on my phone.

“What?” A sleepy voice of Zayn spoke.
 
“Nothing.” I replied as I jumped onto Louis’ bunk.

“What did you do?”
 
“Nothing.” I defensively answered.
 
“I don’t believe you.” Louis smirked as he narrowed his eyes at me.
 
“I haven’t done anything yet…” I chuckled as I began typing away on my phone.

“What are you doing now?” He questioned, shuffling closer so his arm was draped around my waist and his head rested on my shoulder. I squirmed slightly as his hair tickled my bare skin.
 
“Keep it PG!” Niall shouted from underneath.

“I only moved!” Loui shouted back, trying his best not to laugh.
 
“What’s going on in the twitterverse?” I titled my phone towards him in reply as he scanned over the screen. “You’re evil.”

“I know.” I winked back as I slipped my phone on the little side compartment of Louis’ bunk. “You do realize I probably won’t be able to sleep.” I sighed as I turned to face him.

“Why?” He asked, a worried look spread across his face.

“I hate surprises.” I sulked in a jester like manner.

“I know.” He smirked.

“Now who’s evil.”

“Still you.” His eyes glistened as he spoke, staring directly into my eyes, out faced only centimeters apart. His hot breath was tingling on my lips as we remained in complete stillness, our eyes not even blinking as we peered into the depths of each other’s mind. “Goodnight Natasha.” He finally spoke ending the temporary silence, which once again appeared as our lips puzzled together for the final time that night, short and sweet, but every ounce effective on my body. The butterflies were back and so was the tingling vibration through my body.
 
“Night Louis.” I whispered as I snugged into his body, taking in his body heat which was stopping me from shivering. The air condition is on a constant cycle keeping the bus fresh, especially since there are five boys living on it without parental supervision. I felt my body being engulfed by Louis as his arms gripped around my waist tighter and tighter until he was comfortable. My head rested against his bare chest, as it rose up and down to the beat of my own heart. I smiled as I began to drift into sleep mode.
 
 
*
 
When I woke up the next morning the whole bus was still completely silent except for the roaring of the engine still chugging along underneath the bus. My eyes fluttered open to see the completely lifeless Louis next to me. I was tempted to grab a sharpie and decorate his face, maybe ad a few cat whiskers here and there but his face was too perfect to destroy. I tiptoed out of the bunk are and into the front lounge where I popped some beard into the toaster. The sound of the toast popping up even sent a shock through my body, I need more sleep. It was hard trying to butter toast whilst constantly yawning, I’m sure Gordon Ramsey would have been satisfied with my breakfast. Zayn was the first one to appear out of his bunk, he still looked half asleep as he slouched down into the sofa.
 
“Morning.” I yawned.

“Alright?” he replied in his sleepy voice.
 
“Mhm, you?”

“Yeah.” He replied as he stretched out his arms. “Bumpy ride.”

“I know.” I sighed.
 
“Why am I trending?” Harry asked as he appeared, holding his phone. “Zayn, why are we trending?”

“We are?” Zayn asked with a sense of alertness in his voice as he pulled out his phone.

“Zarry is also trending…” Harry skeptically responded. “And some other interesting stuff.” He added as he flicked through his phone, confusion spread across his face.

“Dedicated fans.” I smirked as I placed my plate in the sink.
 
“Natasha…” Zayn trailed off.
 
“Yes…” I replied hesitantly as I turned to face him.
 
“You do realize you’re trending as well right?”

“Yeah…wait, what?!” My eyes winded as I ran towards my phone. “Ha, so I am. Is this was it feels like to be famous?” I grinned towards my phone.

“My hair is very flattering in that photo.” Harry commented.
 
“You saw?” I smirked.

“How could I not when it was all over twitter?” He laughed.
 
“What’s going on?” Louis yawned as he walked over to me, planting a shot kiss on my cheek.

“Morning.” I gingerly smiled as I returned a kiss. “I’m trending on twitter.” I grinned proudly.
 
“What did you do?” He sighed as he sat down.
 
“Why would I have to do something for me to trend?” I gasped as he sat down next to me, peering over at his phone as he flicked through twitter.
 
“This doesn’t surprise me.” He chuckled as he waved his phone in front of my face, the picture of Zayn and Harry sleeping prominent on his screen.
 
“Talking about surprises…”

“Not yet.”
 
“But-”
 
“Patience there young one.”
 
“You’re mean.”

“I know.” He smirked. I could have carried on the conversation longer but we were all cut off by the abrupt ringing of someone’s phone; Harry phone. Our gazed fixed on him as his eyes went wide at the sight, a small smile appeared on his lips as he charged out of the room
 
“Who do you think that is?” Zayn questioned.
 
“A girl.” I stated.
 
“How do you know?”

“The way his eyes lit up, the way he smiled… the way he had to leave the room.” I concluded.
 
“I could be his mum…” Louis suggested.
 
“My best is it’s a girl.” I replied.

“I guess only time will tell.”

 

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