Feel Again (Louis Tomlinson)

{Book 3 - COMPLETE} All Marley Pennington wanted to do since her freshman year of high school was to turn her life around. To be someone she always wanted to be, and when she gets her dream job, everything seems to be headed in the right direction.
But Louis Tomlinson is another story. He's alone, afraid, and just wanting everything to go back to normal, before everything was ruined. Marley, a well-liked and cheery person tries to change Louis' look on life and love.

"Yeah with you
I can feel again
I'm feeling better ever since you know me
I was a lonely soul but that's the old me"


22. Louis

Chapter 22 - Louis

Marley really needs to stop looking at me like that. Just the way her blue eyes sparkle makes me want to throw the pizza off the table and kiss her senseless. But that's just it; senseless. I must not be thinking straight but this is better than not speaking to her at all; that, I couldn't handle. I must be weaker than I thought.

But that thought aside I learned a lot about her. She's very easy to talk to and I can see why she was well-liked in high school...after her freshman year of course. I learn that her favorite color is pink, although it wasn't hard to guess, her favorite food is a Bic Mac, which I was surprised by. If she loves it, she must eat it often, which doesn't make sense because her body is literally perfect and there is no way someone that eats like that can have a body like hers. I mean, shit, look at her. Her favorite memory is when she got her car, and when I asked her who she loves the most in this world and she said her sister, I thought she was going nuts. But then she explained it, and I tried really hard to understand her perspective. We both have sisters so I can understand that part but none of my sisters bailed and got themselves pregnant like hers did.

But because I am here with her now I listen, and I ask questions not because we're playing this stupid game, but because I want to know the answers. It's like am drawn to her, and to be completely honest if I was with anyone else, I would be snoring. But it's her, she makes me feel again, it's every emotion I was deprived of. I look forward to knowing her pet peeve, and it annoys me that she has to have everything clean. I think it's funny that her most ticklish spot is her knee. All these little things that I now know about her make me wonder; why wasn't I with her first? Eleanor and I were in love, I know that for a fact, at one point she was in love with me. I knew everything there was to know about her and vice versa. Why she threw it all away is a mystery to me but we never did what Marley and I are doing now. It took a long time for Eleanor and I to get to know each other. With Marley I am getting so much information at once and it's like I am becoming high on her.

Hours pass before the pizza is gone and we can't think of any more questions to ask. It's just past three in the after noon and preforming on GMA seems like days ago, not hours. Just as I am throwing away the pizza box the lads come in with Amabel and Parker in their wake.

"Did you guys have pizza?" Niall asks.

"Yeah..." I answer.

"Is there any left over?"

"No, sorry Niall." Marley says and Niall's face drops.

"Where were you guys? It's such a nice day out!" Parker says.

I shrug and Marley replies, "We stayed in, no big deal."

Niall and Zayn shoot me a look and I shake my head. They caught me sneaking out of Marley's room after we slept together and I know they're wondering what is going on between us.

"We have to be at the arena for sound check at five. Paul is picking us up at four thiry." Liam tells us. That only gives us an hour before we have to go.

I'm already knackered and we still have to do a show tonight. I'm excited though, I always am.

Detroit was massively loud and it was a great night. The lads and I really enjoyed ourselves. Before the show when Marley was getting us dressed and ready, I admit I didn't put my shirt on until the last second. It was amusing to see her staring, it's not like she hasn't seen me shirtless before. In fact, she's seen less.

Shit, I need to stop thinking about that night. It's difficult though, the way her small fingers curled around my bicep and the way her short pants puffed out of her pink lips...

Damn it.

As soon as we get back on the bus we fall asleep and I don't open my eyes until morning comes.


When I wake I'm the second to last person up. Zayn is always last and Harry is cooking something. Food doesn't sound appealing at the moment so I keep walking, finding everyone in the front room. Niall and Liam are on their phones and Parker and Amabel are talking quietly. My eyes look for Marley and I smile when I see her in front of the TV. Her knees are brought to her chest and arms wrapped around her legs. Between her fingers and toes are foam dividers, so I assume she was painting her nails. Curlers are in her hair and she resembles a stay at home mom in the fifties.

Marley puts so much effort into her appearance. Normally I wouldn't like that, with anyone, but she can pull it off because she doesn't have to draw on her face. She doesn't wear loads and loads of makeup and I like that about her, she's gorgeous without really trying. When she does try, it makes her ten times more beautiful.

I see that she is watching Family Fued, a show I never really watched as I kid. It's almost cute as she tries to guess "what the survery said" and funny when she doesn't get the answer right. She's twenty years old and watching family games shows on the telly. She really is one of a kind.

"Food is ready!" Harry calls from the kitchen and everyone runs over to get some. I just take a seat and watch as everyone files in, with plates piled high with eggs.

"You should eat something." Marley says to me, taking a seat next to me.

"I'm not hungry."

She frowns. "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day."

I roll my eyes. "Heard that before."

"Louis Tomlinson, you go get some food and don't bother coming back here unless you're eating." She demands, but a smile is playing on her lips.

I wink at her and get up, ignoring the fact that Niall is going red in the face from holding back laughter. I kick his foot on the way. Harry fills my plate and I thank him, making fun of his chef hat. Where did he even get that thing?

"Happy?" I ask when I sit back down.

"I will be when you're eating."

I mumble something about women being bossy but eat anyways. This side of her isn't something I have seen and I like it, she's almost like a mother around here. Always making sure we're eating three meals a day and cleaning up after us. Usually that's Harry's job, the cleaning, but he doesn't seem to mind the "time off" as he likes to call it.

Once my plate is cleared I toss it in the sink and go to get dressed. It's really hot here, too. America is great, but you never know what the whether is like. We have one more show tonight then it's off to Cleveland, then Pittsburgh for two nights each.

Steps coming closer make me look up just as I pull my shirt over my head. I smile when I see Parker. "Louis Tomlinson..." she starts, then punches my arm. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

I frown. "Ow! Bloody hell, what the hell what that for?"

"You're insane, alright? I don't know what is going on between you and Marley but it's driving everyone on this bus crazy and I know it's your fault!"

As much as my arm is throbbing right now, I am glad Marley hasn't told anyone. Yes, Niall and Zayn know but I didn't openly tell them. A little part of me expecting her to go run and tell everyone that she slept with Louis Tomlison but that isn't her. She's one of the kindest people I have ever met and relief fills me when I think about how our...whatever it is that we're doing is almost secret. "What makes you think it's my fault?"

"Because Marley is so innocent and I know she has no idea what you're doing to her!"

My eyes widen. Is she serious? "Are you joking right now?" I am trying to keep from shouting. "I'm not doing anything, we've just been spening time together! Is that so wrong?"

Parker frowns. "I don't know. For months you were in a bad place and now all of a sudden you're happy and...dating? Is this real, is this happening or is it some game for you to feel something?" I am aware that we are whisper shouting, but I hope no one hears this.

"She makes me feel alive, but that's not just what this is," I admit, "I'm not in love with her, I'm not even sure that I like her at all like that. But I'm not using her." I would never use her. No one has any idea what happened to her in high school, she's not innocent at all.

"I hope you're right Louis. You're my best friend but so is she and you better not hurt her, she really likes you."

My heart stops. She likes me, actually likes me? I might sound like a douche for saying this, but I'm not surprised. The way she kissed me and the way she looked at me yesterday when we were playing Twenty Questions, I would think the same as Parker if I was watching us from the outside. 

What do the lads think? They probably assume that I'm going insane. I went from hardly speaking to anyone to laughing and smiling. But it's not my fault, it's hers, it's Marley's fault. Parker walks away and I put on a random shirt, we're leaving soon and this show is going to be long, I know it.

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