Fix You *A Louis Tomlinson Story*

Jess lost her family when she was only ten years old. Her life has been a mess ever since. She won't let anyone into her life, but when she by coincidence bumps into a lovely boy named Louis, will that change? Can he fix her?

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7. Chapter 7

Songs for this chapter are

She Looks So Perfect - 5 Seconds Of Summer

Say Something - A Great Big World

Enjoy!

I opened my eyes slowly and felt my head ache as my eyes adjusted to the light.

It had been a long time since I’d slept as nice as I did last night. I had no idea why, but it was amazing. I hadn’t felt this full of energy for so long.

I tried turning around, but froze as I felt an arm wrapped around my waist, holding me tight. What was going on? I looked around in the room and my eyes burned slightly as my gaze met the white walls. They quickly adjusted and I groaned as my head started pounding again, as it usually did every morning.

My heart was slowly speeding up its beats as I turned my head and Louis’ minty breath hit me. His nose touched mine and I smiled as I looked down at his hand around my waist.

His hair was all messy and his lips were parted, just enough for his hot breath to hit my neck and send chills all the way down my spine.

I felt safe. Lying here with a sleepy Louis by my side was just perfect. I’d never felt anything like it, so it’s hard to explain, but I felt like for a second the pain disappeared and I had no idea how he managed to do that. I was just happy he did.

“Good morning” he mumbled in a deep and rusty voice as a groan escaped his lips. He removed his hand from around my waist and rubbed his eyes quickly. I frowned and placed my hand where his had been only seconds ago, though it wasn’t easy with the cast around my arm and everything.

“Good morning Louis” I whispered, my voice cracking a few times. I turned my head and wondered why he was even here.

“You had a nightmare I think” Louis finally opened his eyes and looked directly into mine “I didn’t know what to do, but this seemed to work” he said placing his hand in mine and nodding towards it. I blushed slightly, not knowing why he had such an effect on me.

“Thank you. I can’t even remember the last time I slept this tight” I looked away, remembering exactly when it was, but not wanting to tell him.

He just smiled and squeezed my hand.

“Well… would you like some breakfast? I’m actually great at cooking” he bragged, grinning. His eyes were greener now than they were yesterday and I found myself quite intrigued as I looked into them. His gaze suddenly moved and he cleared his throat, waiting for an answer.

“Oh, yeah, that sounds great” I sighed as I sat up and removed Louis arm. Well the dream couldn’t last forever… this was the real world, and I admit, I had some trouble facing it.

As I was about to get up Louis took a hold of my wrist and pulled me back “no, no, no, no, you’re not leaving this bed young lady” he placed a hand on each side of my head to support himself as he hovered over me. “Wouldn’t be very gentleman of me to drag you all the way downstairs, now would it?” he smirked as his chest hit mine every time he took a breath.

I felt my cheeks redden and he grinned, knowing exactly what he was doing.

“Breakfast in bed will be here soon, don’t move” he pointed a finger and raised his brows at me before leaving me alone in the huge bed, in the huge room, in the huge house. I sighed as I let my thoughts flow.

I hated being alone. Being alone led to thoughts, and thoughts usually led to memories, and memories led to mom and Kevin. I took a deep breath and blinked to get away the tears that had filled my eyes already. I thought of my life after they died and what it would have been like if we had stayed home that damn day. Everything would’ve been different.

I didn’t see my grandparents anymore, not since the accident. We weren’t that close anyway and they just reminded me of them and I didn’t need that.

It’s funny how everything changed. One single day changed a lifetime, three lifetimes actually. I rubbed my fingers against my temple and tried to relax for just brief moment, but it was impossible. Only Louis could make that happen. He must have some magic in him, I don’t even know.

I looked down at my body and snorted. Oh, how appealing. I was still wearing my black skinny jeans with holes on the knees and my old, but favorite, black rolling stones t-shirt. My hair was everywhere and I bet my mascara was too.

“Breakfast is ready love” Louis suddenly spoke up as I heard him getting up the stairs. I smiled to myself as I ran my hand over my stomach, feeling a bit hungry. The lovely smell of pancakes and bacon had already filled the room as Louis entered with a tray in his hands.

He smiled smugly as I sat up and he placed the tray in front of me. I smiled as I saw two plates, both filled with pancakes, fried eggs, bacon and some bread. A little purple flower in a little black vase and a white candle were sat between our plates and I smiled at his effort. 

“It looks delicious Louis, you did this?” I took a bite of a pancake and smiled at its heavenly taste.

“Look, I don’t want to lie to you…” he scratched the back of his head as his eyes narrowed. “Harry made it and I just picked the flower” He sighed and half-smiled at me.

I couldn’t hide the giggles I let out as Louis started laughing as well. “He’s seriously skilled” I mumbled, my mouth full.

“Yeah, it’s like he’s good at everything… None of us have found a thing yet where he’s been terrible. I don’t understand how it’s possible, but apparently it is” Louis chuckled as he rambled about Harry and his eyes got brighter.

“Is he the one you’re closest to out of them all?” I asked before even thinking it over. He just seemed so happy while talking about Harry and it really made me smile. I wished to have a friendship like that someday, but I knew I shouldn’t get my hopes too high.

“Yes, I think so. We’re all close of course, but yeah Hazza and I have a special connection” he smiled at me as he took a bite of the fried eggs that Harry had made for us.

I totally understood what he meant. Kevin and I were the same back when we were kids. It was like we had this special bond that no one could ruin or understand. We didn’t care though, ‘cause we knew it was real and that was all that mattered at the time.

I smiled at all the memories I had with Kevin, the moments that no one could take away from me, the only bit I had left of him. A tear rolled down my cheek and I quickly ran my hand it, hoping Louis didn’t notice.  

“Did I say something?” his eyes were full of sadness and a frown had replaced his smile. He gently stroked up and down my arm and moved just a bit closer to me. I closed my eyes and focused on his touch.

“No Lou, you say all the right things. I just always manage to make it into a bad memory or something. I’m sorry… this is none of your fault” I opened my eyes when I felt his breath on my lips. He was only a few inches away and without thinking I placed my right hand on his chest. His heart was beating rapidly and I smiled to myself, knowing I did that.

He looked down at my hand and smiled too. “Watch out, it can explode any second now” he grinned, referring to his beating heart.

I bit down on my lip and looked at the perfect guy in front of me. What was happening? I had a weird feeling in my stomach and I was suddenly craving his lips on mine. My breathing had slowed down as my heart beat sped up until it matched the rhythm of Louis’.

“You feeling it too?” he moved his hand to my back and his fingertips drew small circles all the way from my neck to the point where my jeans stopped him. I was heavy breathing and I noticed he was too.

“Yes, yes I do” I looked into his beautiful emerald eyes and a dark green ring had appeared in them. I was drawn to him and his eyes just confirmed he was drawn to me too.

I opened my mouth slightly to talk when his lips found mine and all air seemed to have left the room. A moan escaped my lips as he put his other hand on my waist and slowly laid me down on the bed. He let out a husky breath and gently hovered over me, his hand beside my head to support his weight. I bit down on his lip as he moaned, his grip tightening around my back, pressing us closer together.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and he smile, his lips never leaving mine. As I ran my hand through his brown and messy hair he grinned against my lips and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

The world was on hold at this exact moment with Louis and I wished for it to never stop. We both needed to catch our breaths though and soon enough I felt his breath tickle my neck as he moved his head and his soft lips left small kisses towards my jawline. We were both heavily breathing as his fingers grasped my t-shirt and he gently got it over my head. I did the same with the sweater he was wearing and immediately my fingertips ran down his toned torso. I felt him breath and slowly moved my hand to his back, pressing him against me. He lips connected with my skin and placed kisses down my stomach as I moaned once again.

I noticed all the tattoos on his arm and smiled. A little bit of a bad boy. I liked that.

Louis was very gentle and made sure not to hurt me in any way. My arm, which was broken, was a bit in the way, but we managed to ignore it and I couldn’t be happier at the moment. He caressed my cheek as he left kisses there and when I closed my eyes images from that day flashed in front of my eyes.

I gasped and pushed Louis away, my breath getting caught in my throat.

“Jess, what’s wrong? Did I do something?” Louis whispered as he continued to caress my cheek carefully. His eyes were dark now and a frown appeared on his plum lips.

I felt sorry the second I looked at him and I quickly got up and ran out of the room and down the hall till I reached the bathroom.

I broke down in sobs. My feelings were a mess and I think I was a bit overwhelmed by it.

So, there I sat for the next couple of hours, crying and considering, with a broken Louis knocking on the door and begging for me to let him in.

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