Before I Met You, Louis Tomlinson.

Seventeen year old writer, Ellen Aprils is displayed affection in a new light, but her dreadful past forces her to push it to the back of her mind and tell herself the feels aren’t there. Ellen keeps a journal and is told from a young age to keep her emotions together by putting her feelings on paper, before Louis came along she didn’t know what love and heart break was. The young writer leaving her family, friends and first love in Australia to join a school in London to progress a future in writing. She starts her life and thinks she has Louis place behind her but it’s when she heads to a party with her neighbour, Liam that her and Louis are reunited, she experiences things like non other after Louis and her pursue there once dead end relationship.


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Ellen’s POV

“Louis.” I say softly, his grip gets tighter on me as I softly say his name for the second time, “Lou, wake up.” His eyes open slightly and he looks at me before nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck, “Come on, let’s go to bed.” I say and try standing up but he doesn’t let me, his teeth sinking into the skin on my neck, my lips parting before I took my bottom lip between my teeth. “Louis.” I almost whisper, my eyes falling closed as he starts to suck lightly, I grip his face and somehow get him to lean back against the lounge while I climb onto him, my legs either side of him as I strudel him.

“This is a turn of events.” He says amused and I push my lips onto his, he kisses back instantly, my fingers tangling in his hair as his hands travel down my back until his finger tips are pushing into my butt cheeks when he squeezes thought the fabric of my jeans.

“Let’s go to bed.” I say against his lips, he takes my bottom lip between his teeth and tugs on it slightly, I hop of his lap and hold my hand out which he takes, we turn the lights off on our way down the hall and into his room, before I can even think about changing he has the door closed and the light off, pushing my down on the bed, his body weight slightly resting on me and we kiss ones again, his lips trailing to my neck as he kisses just below my ear, causing goose bumps to form on my body, his left hand cupping my cheek as we make out, his right hand gripping my hip. After a while we pull away breathlessly, Louis pulling me into his body and we just lie there for a while, stealing kisses and telling each other little random things.

Next day

“What’s the day?” I ask Louis randomly as our convocation starts to come to an end.

“Ah, Wednesday.” My eyes widen and I sit up.

“I have work.” I look towards his bed side table before sighing and lying back down. “I still have a few hours.” He laughs and folds my body under his kissing my lips softly, he pulls away slightly our noses touching ever so slightly. “You have to stop squashing me fat arse.” I say smacking his butt.

“What was that?” he raises an eye brow, “Huh?” he wraps his leg around me to be straddling my stomach before sitting most of his weight on me.

“Louis, your killing me.” he shakes his head and pushes more weight onto me.

“Your still talking, I can’t be squashing you that much.” I reach up and grip the nape of his neck pulling him down our lips connecting in a hard kiss, his body forced back slightly, I let him settle between my legs as the kiss ends and he rests his head on my chest, I push my fingers though his hair before letting them slide up and down his back.

“Can we go eat?” I ask and he laughs looking up at me before sliding up on his knees and looking down at me, he grips my hips and pulls me up before sitting back and letting me cross my ankles behind his back, I slightly higher than him, causing him to look up at me as I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him softly, his warm finger tips running up my spine before I pulled away. “Food please.” I say and smile sweetly before pecking his lips and getting off the bed, Louis is now standing at the door waiting for me as I stand at my suit case, “Go out so I can change.” He lets out a laugh before opening the door and leaving, I strip from my jeans, the ones I still had on from last night and slipped a pair of tracksuit pants up my legs, I cross my arms over my body and grip the ham of my shirt and pull it up and over my head, grabbing a jumper and pulling it on I make my way out of the room and to the kitchen.

“What would you like to eat?” Louis asks as we both stand in front of the open fridge, his chin on my shoulder as we observe the foods on the shelves, I grip the bottle of milk and turn my head to look at him. “Milk and what?” I shrug.

“I don’t know, you pick, im just thirsty.” He looks amused as I duck under his arm and make my way towards the bench, I place the milk down and turn back to him, still interested in the fridge I kick his butt softly, “What cupboard are the glasses in?” I ask and he points and I smile and turn to open the cupboard doors, as im reaching Louis swats my butt causing me to let out a sharp squeal, I turn, my lips parted as I gape at him. “How dare you.” I place the glass on the bench as I watch him, a smug smirk on his lips, leaning against the counter on the other side of the kitchen, I run and jump, having him catch me as I look at him.

“You deserved it.” he said kissing my cheek, I smile and wrap my arms around his neck, he turns and sits me on the bench, kissing my lips for a moment before pulling away and going towards the milk and glass, he pours the liquid into the cup and brings it towards me.

“Such a gentlemen.” I say as he hands me the glass of milk, he stands between my legs as I take a sip, I place the brim of the glass against his and he tilts his head slightly as I tip the glass and he takes the liquid into his mouth, I placed the glass beside me on the counter top and drape my arms around his neck, lightly playing with the hair at the nape of his neck, looking into his deep blue eyes, “I love your eyes.” I say softly.

“I thought you loved me.” I shake my head.

“I guess you were mistaken.” I bit my lip as he squints his eyes at me.

“Take that back.” I shake my head, “Do it now.” I shake my head again, he connects his lips to my neck, my head falling back slightly, his fingertips digging into my hips as his teeth sink into me skin below my ear.

“Okay, okay, I take it back. Louis, I take it back.” I’m breathless for most of it and he pulls away smirking

“That’s what I thought.” I smile and kiss his lips.

“I have to love you because your kisses are the best.” He smiles.

“Is that the only reason?”

“Maybe.” He pushes his forehead on mine.

“Do you love more than my kisses?” he asks and I bit my lips, my arms around his neck, our eyes observing one another’s.

“I already told you I love your eyes.” he kisses my lips.

“What do you want to eat?” he asks pushing off the counter and walking over to the cupboard, I pick up my glass of milk and take a sip as I shrug.

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