But if you like causing trouble up in hotel rooms
And if you like having secret little rendezvous
If you like to do the things you know that we shouldn’t do
Baby, I'm perfect
Baby, I'm perfect for you
And if you like midnight driving with the windows down
And if you like going places we can’t even pronounce
If you like to do whatever you've been dreaming about
Baby, you're perfect
Baby, you're perfect
So let's start right now


6. vi

We're still driving. Louis made me feel better, but it won't take away the pain I still feel. It hurts. I sigh. "What's wrong ?" He asks. "Nothing.. A lot of stuff" I whisper the last part. He slows down on the empty highway and pulls over into the hazard lane. "Olivia" he says. He says my name in a way that makes me feel happier, "I'm not deaf. I heard what you said" he smiles in a way that makes me feel silly. "Right. Of course" I place my hands on my lap, "look.. I'm just still confused about Harry. And when I get confused, I get stressed out, and when I get stressed out, I get mad. And when I get mad, I cry. I'm an emotional roller coaster right now, but I'll be okay" I manage to give him a genuine smile. "We're here" he pulls up to his house after driving in circles. "I texted Liam and Niall and asked one of them to take Chanel for tonight" he puts his truck in park when we pull into his garage. "Why?" I look at him. "You're staying here, with me" he smiles.

Instead of refusing his 'offer,' I decide to step out and follow him inside. He leads me up to a bedroom. "If you need to shower, I can get you some towels and a washcloth" "I'll take a shower. It relieves my stress" I nod. "Be right back" he rushes out of the room and I hear his feet his the stairs until he reaches the bottom. His house is quite large like Harry's. I walk over to the window with white lace curtains. I move them from my face and glance through the glass. The side of his house has a nice garden with flowers everywhere. "Okay.. I'm back" he rushes in out of breath. He nearly causes me to go into cardiac arrest. "Oh my gosh!" I put my hand on my chest and turn to him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, love" he apologizes. "It's fine" I say. I take the towel and washcloth and walk into the bathroom and click the lock. I turn on the shower and immediately undress and stand under the warm water. After showering, I wrap the white towel around my body and take my clothes out into the bedroom and shut the door. I stare at my clothes. I slide on my underwear and bra. I don't want to sleep in jeans. I wrap the towel back around my partially clothed body and search for Louis in his large house. I don't feel like shouting for him right now. I find his bedroom. 

"Louis?" I knock on the doorframe. "Yes-" he turns and looks at me. He stops what he is doing and drops his shirt on the floor. "Oh, sorry" I awkwardly say, forgetting I only have underwear and a towel on. "No, it's okay. Is something wrong?" He smiles at me. He respectfully doesn't look me up and down. He stared at my eyes the entire time. "Can I, um, have something to wear to bed?" He shoots down and picks up the dropped shirt. "You can wear this. It's big on me, so it'll be a dress on you. Do you need shorts or anything?" He hands me the black tee. "I don't think I will" I walk over and take it from his hands, "thank you" I nod and rush back to my bedroom.


I didn't want to disrespect her. Her body is beautiful and sexy, but I will not scan her like a wild animal. She's a beautiful young girl. She amazing. Harry treated her terribly. She deserves more. If I could give her the world, I would. I'll give her anything. Not just physically, but emotionally. Mentally. I feel like she's wanted for how she looks. 

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