Jess is just starting her second semester of being a Junior in high school. To start the semester off, she volunteers to show the new kid around the school. Mainly because she gets to skip gym class, but also because she is intrigued by the idea of meeting someone new. Over the first month of school, Jess becomes really close friend with the new student, but who wouldn't become best friends with Louis Tomlinson. He's funny, entertaining, and not to mention cute, but Jess would never admit to thinking that. Louis is always there for Jess, especially when she gets heart shattering news that changes everything.


15. Fourteen.

“I have a question,” I told Louis when we were further into the movie.

“But you just asked me so many questions,” Louis whined.

“I know, but this is the last one. I swear.”

“Fine,” Louis said, rolling onto his stomach to look at me.

“I know that you just poured you heart and soul out to me, but I was just wondering why?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like, why share all of that stuff with me when you know that I might not share it back? Why tell me that you have liked me since the beginning when you know that I can't say it back?”

“I think you deserve to know how I really feel about you. I know that saying those things might have made things awkward between us, but I honestly think that you deserve to hear those words said to you. And, yeah, I know that you may never say them back to me, but that doesn't matter. I don't care if you ever like me back, I just care that you are in my life.”

“Each word that comes out of your mouth makes me feel like a total bitch,” I told Louis.

He started laughing, flopping over onto his back and laying his head on my lap. My hands automatically went to his hair, my fingers running through the soft locks like a reflex.

“Why's that?” He asked, smiling up at me.

“It makes me feel bad because I just don't know how I feel about you.”

Louis frowned. “Please don't beat yourself up about that. I didn't tell you all of that stuff because I wanted to guilt you into liking me. I told you that so you would know.”

“But what about--”

“Nope. End of story.”

“No, Louis--”

“I don't want to hear it,” Louis shoved his fingers in his ears.

“Louis! Listen to me!”

“Hush,” he put his finger on my lips.

“Can I kiss you?” I blurted out.

Louis stiffened, looking cautiously into my eyes. His finger was still frozen against my lips, the air around us thickening to point where I felt like I might start choking if Louis didn't say something.

“Are you sure?” Louis asked.


Louis sat up, moving slowly, like I would run away if he moved too fast. He scooted close to me but only close enough to make our shoulders touch. I turned my head to face him, to see him already staring at me. He reached his hand out, tucking my hair behind my ear, his hand resting on my cheek. His thumb gently moved against my cheek, his gentle touch making me feel like an antique doll. Louis leaned forward, his eyes never leaving mine as he inched closer. I placed my hand on his chest, feeling his heart bear fast underneath my palm. His nose bumped into mine.

“If I kiss you now,” he whispered, his warm breath hitting my lips. “I don't think I will be able to handle just being friends.”

I nodded.

Louis leaned the rest of the way forward to barely touch our lips together. He pulled back after a second, his chest moving up and down against my hand in heavy breaths. He looked into my eyes, and, in a split second, his lips were on mine again. It took Louis a little bit to relax, but, once he did, his hand slid into my hair, the other gripping my waist. He was so gentle, but I could tell that he has been waiting to do this for a while. There was a sense of want and urgency behind the increasing pressure of his lips on mine. I felt Louis try to lay me down, but then he stopped. I knew that he was struggling with trying to figure out what was okay and what wasn't, probably because he didn't want to make me feel forced to do something that I wasn't comfortable with. So, I took the lead, grabbing the front of his shirt in my hands and pulling him down with me as I laid on my back. His lips separated from mine to say something, but, before he could, I wrapped my arm around his neck and kissed him again. I felt him smile against my lips as he rested his weight onto his forearms, which were on either side of my head.

The longer that we kissed, the more I began to realize that I have been wanting this for a while now. It felt so right; just the two of us, close to each other.

“Louis,” I said against his lips. “I really like you.”

“Took you long enough to realize that,” Louis laughed, laying his forehead on mine.

“Sorry,” I laughed with him.

My hand moved to his hair, twirling the longer pieces at the base of his neck around my finger. I stared at him, trying to engrave what had just happened into my brain so I would never forget it.

“You're so beautiful, Jess,” Louis said, not giving me a chance to reply before he leaned down to kiss me again.

I could feel his heart beating fast, mine doing the same, as his fingers lightly moved along my side.

Then, Louis' phone went off, interrupting our kiss. He groaned while he rolled off of me to get his phone. When he looked at the screen, he groaned again.

“I have to go. My mom wants me to help with dinner,” he said, looking at me with a sad face.

“Darn. I was just beginning to like hanging out with you,” I said back to him, giggling.

I sat up and moved to sit next to him.

“I knew you were only using me for my lips.”

“How could I not? They're amazing.”

“You're amazing,” he said, cupping the side of my face and kissing me again.

“Don't you have to go?” I laughed.

“It can wait,” he said, pulling me back.

We kissed for a while, until I finally had to tell him to stop because his mom wouldn't stop calling him. The first time he just ignored it and kept kissing me, but then she kept calling and calling until he finally had to pick up to make his phone stop ringing nonstop. And when he did answer, his mom proceeded to yell at him for ignoring her.

“I got distracted by Jess,” he spoke into his phone. “She was kissing me.”

I hit him on that arm with a laugh. Of course he would tell his mom that.

“My mom said to invite you over for dinner,” he turned towards me, his eyes shining.

“Sounds good. I'm always up Johannah's food.”

“She said she's only coming over for your food,” he said back to his phone.

I could hear his mom laugh on the other side.

Louis talked to his mom for a little longer. He turned to me after a bit and rolled his eyes, clearly not paying attention to anything Johannah was saying to him. And when he hung up, he flopped onto his back and groaned.

“That woman can talk forever,” he said and turned to me. “Be my girlfriend?”

“Obviously,” I laid down next to him.

He turned onto his side and smiled at me. A smile that was truly happy.

“This day didn't go the way that I thought it would,” he told me, taking my hand into his. “But I'm glad that it turned out this way.”

“Me, too,” I said, ending the sentence with a kiss. “I can't come over until I finish the rest of my homework, is that okay?”

“Just text me when you're on my way,” he stood up, holding his hand out to me.

I took his hand and stood up, hugging him around the waist. I took a deep breath, smiling into the side of Louis' neck as I was filled with happiness.

“It tickles when you breath on my neck,” his giggle filled the room.

I kissed the spot in front of my lips, just below his ear. “Ticklish Louis.”

“Oh, yeah. Rub that in my face,” he laughed. “I have to go now, though, or my mom will lose it.”

“Okay, I'll see you soon,” I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek.

Later that night, when I finished the leftover work that I had from missing so much school, I texted Louis and told him that I was coming to his house. And when I got there, he was waiting for me on his front porch.

“Hey,” he said to me as I stepped into his embrace.

“Hi,” I replied, taking a step back so I could look into his eyes.

“Fair warning, my mom will go insane when you walk through the door,” he told me, hands no on my waist. “She's very excited that your my girlfriend.” His cheeks turned pink as he said 'girlfriend'.

“Should I be scared?” I laughed.

“Have no fear, Jess. I shall protect you,” he announced, striking a pose like a superhero.

He then scooped me up in his arms, his arms under my legs and around my back, and ran inside.

“Mom! I brought you a Jess!” Louis called through the house as he carried me into the kitchen.

“Jess!” Johannah said, approaching Louis and I. “Louis, set that poor girl down and go set the table for dinner. I need to talk to Jess for a second.”

Louis nodded and gave me a thumbs up before he left the room.

“I have a secret for you,” Johannah said as she turned back to the stove. “I have never seen my son so happy. He's the happiest when he's with you, and his smile never leaves. And moving here, I was so worried that this would be too big of a change for him, especially so late in his life, but he's adjusted so well. He's smiling so much, and he's always so happy. There's a light in his eyes that wasn't there before. I really think that it's all because of you. You were there for him since the beginning, inviting him into your life and letting him become friends with you. It has made him so happy, and I'm so thankful that he has you.”

“Oh, Johannah,” I cooed, seeing her tear up a little. “I really think that I have Louis to thank. Honestly, he's been so amazing to me, especially with everything that I've been going through. I feel thankful to have him.”

“You mean so much to him,” she looked at me, hand on her chest.

I nodded. “He means so much to me, too.”

Johannah smiled at me, tears in her eyes, and gave me a hug.

“Oh, no,” Louis said as he walked into the room. “Did she say something embarrassing about me?”

“Of course not. You know me, Louis, I would never do that,” Johannah winked at me. “Now, let's eat.”

“What did she say to you?” Louis asked me, pulling me out of the kitchen and back into the living room.

“That you're happy,” I put my hands on his shoulders, standing on my tip toes so we were close to eye level.

“I thought you knew that already?” He smiled at me, bending down a little so we were the same height.

“I never really understand why you were so freakishly happy all the time,” I shrugged.

“And what am I freakishly happy all the time?”

“Because you love me,” I nodded.

He rolled his eyes. “Sure.”

“I hate to interrupt this little moment we're having, but can we go eat now?” I said, feeling my stomach growl.

Louis chuckled, kissing my cheek, before taking my hand and pulling me to the kitchen. When we walked in, our arms around each other, Johannah began cooing at us, saying that we are so cute together and wondering why we never got together the day we met, because we are obviously meant to be together, and then she had to excuse herself because she thought she may cry.

Louis and I laughed at Johannah until I somehow ended up pressed against the fridge, Louis' lips on mine. My fingers ran down his chest, stopping at his hips to pull him closer to me, then running back up and coming to rest on his shoulders.

“Louis,” I mumbled against his lips. “I'm starving.”

Louis laughed. “Only you would make me stop kissing you to eat food.”

“I can't help it,” I giggled.

“Well, Miss Starving To Death, we better get you some food before you die.”

“Music to my ears,” I smiled.

Louis called his mom back into the kitchen so we could begin out meal. She came back in, pulling the dishes from the oven and telling us to help ourselves. We piled our plates and all gathered in the dining room to eat together. Louis and I sat next to each other, his hand holding mine throughout the meal. I smiled at his touch.

“So, Jess, where are your parents tonight?” Johannah asked.

“Jared's doctor recommended that they see a specialist, so they left this morning to go see him and will be out of state for a couple more days. It's nothing big, they are just going to learn more about his case. Apparently this doctor might come back here to help treat Jared, if he thinks it could help,” I shrugged.

“I hope it all works out for the best,” she smiled at me.

“Thank you,” I smiled back.

Sitting with Louis and his mom made me happy. I haven't had many family dinners lately. Either it's just John and me, or my parents are too busy to cook a real meal, so we eat take out. They've been under so much stress lately, I think they've forgotten about the rest of the family. But, I can't really blame them. Anyway, it was nice to be with another family that didn't have something weighing over them and could freely enjoy themselves. I was enjoying the home cooked meal and the family feeling of being with them. I needed a family, someone to distract me and to keep me feeling okay. Louis and his mom made me feel at home.

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