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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Two days later

Ellen’s POV

I lie in bed, I had gone to school this morning and been assigned a book to read by Friday when I have that class next, the book is in my hands, floating above my head as I look up at it, Louis would be back from school in less than two hours and im sure we will just be spending the night in.

I don’t hear Louis as he enters the apartment, his hands gripping my body as he crawls up the bed, the book being set aside as he lies to my side, his lips connected to mine in a gently kiss. “How was your day?” I mumbled against his lips and he pulls away trailing kisses across my cheek and sucking lightly on my jaw.

“Fine, yours?”

“Good I guess.” My fingers tangle in his hair, my head falling back slightly, I grip his wrist when it hand trails down my stomach and his finger dip into the waistband of my jeans, I pull it away and intertwine our fingers, “You cant.” I say as I press a kiss to the skin.

“And why not?” he asked and I take him by surprise flipping us so im on top of him, my legs either side of his hips as I press a kiss to his lips.

“Cause im on my period.” I don’t look up at him, just suck and nibble at his jaw line, Louis’ eyebrows drew together in a frown as he intently watched me shuffle down the length of his body. His shirt is lifted slightly and I pressed a kiss to the small trail of hair that disappeared into the briefs that were visible above his jeans. My nose ran along the band of his underwear as my fingers fumbled with his belt, I pried it open, popping the button and tugged the zipper down before pulling them open. With his help I was able to pull them down a little. I had a feeling my blue eyed lover knew exactly what I was doing, giving me a small smile to reassure my nervous gaze, I gently caught hold of the band to his briefs, stretching it away from his warm skin before cautiously slipping my fingers in, I watched his soft lips part, hooded eyes locked with mine. My touch gently curled around his penis, releasing it from the tight fabric confines, the blue of Louis’ pretty eyes were hidden from my view, body tensing, his underwear bunched up underneath before I hooked my fingers into the elastic on his smooth hips, tugging them down a little further.

A small gasp escaped my lips as I witnessed the twitch of the increasingly hard length resting on Louis stomach, my fingers grasping the ham of his shirt, pulling it up till he aided in removing it, throwing it on the floor to the side of the bed. My fingertips carefully traced up and down, coaxing soft sounds from the heart shape of Louis’ pink lips as he allowed me to express my curiosity, I watched in awe as blood rushed to his crotch, twitching again as I lightly teased the base with the tip of my warm tongue, the length becoming thicker, harder, heavier, my thumb slowly brushed over the head, Louis’ hips shifting. My mind quickly drew back to the knowledge of what Louis desired, how he liked to be touched, I cupped his balls in my palm, squeezing gentling as I went in search of the sensitive spot I recalled from the few times I had been in this position. Seconds later, a throaty groan was released above me, it brought a smile to my lips, carefully digging my fingers into the area again, my other hand was occupied in providing light touches to the pink head of Louis’ throbbing erection, I had never seen him so restless, unable to string together a coherent sentence. His hands were curled up in tight fists by his sides; it startled me as Louis’ now rough, laboured voice rang around the room.

“Don’t tease me.” He harshly spoke, gazing at him now, sprawled out and at my mercy; the sight brought a smile to my lips, I was in control, I liked it. “Ellen.” He was desperate, raising his hips slightly. I let go of him, my palms pressing to his v lines and forcefully pushing him back down to the mattress, Louis looked angry, his jaw tensing in frustration as I denied him. He shifted under me, my touch catching his wrist before he could take matters in his own hands, a spark of excitement rushed through me at the thought of witnessing Louis pleasure himself. I couldn’t deny that there was a small part of me that desired to leave him to it, watch as he coaxed at his own messy orgasm, but I wouldn’t let him.

“Behave.” I scolded, he brought his weight onto his elbows, propping himself up, Louis’ eyes grew darker, swimming in seductive lust as he tilted his head to the side and shamelessly grazed my entire body with his penetrating vision. The small smirk spreading on his mouth displayed his sudden mood change, biting at his lower lip before licking around with his tongue; Louis’ chest was harshly rising and falling as he remained quiet. “Good boy.” My praise made him grin, he knew I was using his words against him, my knees were placed either side of his left leg as I lowered down for my head to become level with his hips. I positioned my palms either side on the soft skin of his cutting v lines, watching the muscles tense as I puffed out warm air onto the area I had exposed, my eyes took one last anxious glance up to Louis who was impatiently waiting before swiping a bold stripe up the length of his erection with my tongue.

I gave Louis no time to accommodate, taking him into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks and sucking. Louis’ strangled cry was accompanied by breathy pants, a shaky hand travelled down to brush my hair to one side, allowing him to witness the pink of my lips stretched around him, hips involuntarily bucked, stimulated by the image, I accepted the curse word that slipped from his mouth as an apology, his clammy hand touching over mine that rested on his hip. Louis intertwined our fingers, squeezing every now and then, giving me the confidence to continue, but I felt his thigh tense beneath me as I guided his touch to my hair, allowing him to tangle his fingers between my strands, he seemed a little apprehensive, my eyes locking with his, I pull away and nod at him.

“It’s alright.” I spoke quietly, he gently guided me back down, my fingers curling around him for a moment as I put him back in my mouth, I wanted to show he need not be so delicate with me all the time, but I was appreciative of the fact Louis knew not to be too rough. His length withdrew completely from the warmth of my mouth, my tongue licking multiple times over the pink of his head; it caught me off guard when his deep, strained chuckle rang out.

“It’s not a lolly.” My giggle followed, cutting his amusement short as I engulfed him once again, the palm of my left hand pressed to his lower abdomen, muscles clenching becoming taut. His hand gently pushed me further down, Louis’ taste overwhelming my senses. The erotic nature of our position was beginning to heat my core, my lips popped Louis from my mouth, his whimper echoing as I ground my crotch down onto his thigh. I think he was a little surprised, groaning in encouragement as I used his body for my own pleasure, relieving my pent up frustrations. His tip entered the wet warmth he desperately craved, struggling to breathe as he lifted his thigh a little higher, displaying his desire for me to continue the actions of my hips. Louis dropped flat to his back, swearing in pants, I winced as fingers tightened in my hair, a result of my attempt to take him a little deeper, I responded by raking my nails across his stomach, sure to leave a few raised red stripes, a pained moan vibrated as Louis desperately tugged at my hair, forcing me to draw back.

“Ellen, I’m gonna come.” Louis throatily spoke, his tone was hard and laboured, my small hand replacing my mouth as I pumped his throbbing length, my left hand encouraged Louis to release my hair entwined in his long fingers, knowing he would try and prevent me from what I desired to do, once free, my mouth engulfed him. I brushed his hand away as he attempted to stop me, I wanted to taste him properly, and by the astonishment erupting through the darkness in his eyes, it was clear he realised my intention. “Fuck.” A large hand desperately travelled down to hold mine as his hips rose involuntarily, my eyes squeezed closed, Louis breathily calling my name as he released his orgasm in hot spurts into my mouth. I struggled to swallow, allowing Louis to ride out his peak, warmth trickling down my throat; it tasted how I remembered, salty like the other times I’d taken droplets from the tips of Louis’ fingers. He slipped from my mouth, the length resting back on his stomach as I rubbed small circles into the underside of the head. The slow ooze signified he was spent; dripping onto his tight abdominal muscles as Louis’ chest harshly rose and fell. “Ellen.”

I ignored Louis’ plea, my tongue flicked out to lick up the remnants of white substance on his stomach, attempting to clean him up, he desperately grabbed my hand using it as leverage to pull slightly and catch hold of my forearm. I was effortlessly tugged up Louis body, he lightly laughed, shaking his head, the pad of his thumb brushed the corner of my mouth, collecting some of his warm release, I willingly took it past my lips, sucking, he stared at me almost in awe. “Oh my god.” He expressed quietly.

“You liked it?”

“I think that’s an understatement.” He smiled, my tongue collecting the remaining droplets from the corners of my lips before sharing a passionate kiss, my fingers brushed back a few damp strands from his forehead. Louis’ soft touch traced down my spine, though my shirt, my body weight resting on top of him until he grasped my hips, rolling me off. I watched Louis who lay to my side, my cheeks blushing as he readjusted, pulling the front of his briefs up to cover his exposed expanse. A giggle escaped my lips as Louis wiggled his hips, lifting his backside slightly up from the bed to tug up his tight jeans, long fingers found the zipper, zipping and buttoning them up before pulling his belt closed. Part of me didn’t really want him to cover up,  Louis naked body was beautiful, slightly tanned and muscled, I had never seen anything quite as stunning as the angel like figure who I had whimpering in pleasure beneath me a few minutes prior.

“That was fun.” I whispered, his laugh made me smile, body rolling to hover over me slightly, Louis’ touch ran up and down my forearm, amusement dropping a little.

“Do you have cramps?” I did but they weren’t bad, I shake my head.

“Im fine.” I tell him and he presses a kiss to my lips, laying his body weight on my side as he tugs my shirt up slightly, the warm skin of his hand resting on my lower stomach before he started rubbing small circles, I smile. “Thank you.” A soft kiss is placed on his cheek.

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