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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Next day

Louis’ POV

I wake up with a thumping head ache, my muscles were aching and I wander what I did last night, I look around and for a moment I panic not knowing where I am then I see the small marble printed cat beside me, Bandit. I pull the blanket off and carefully get out of the bed that smells of Ellen and stand up, dizziness overwhelms me and focuses me to stop and stand for a moment, once I’ve caught my balance I start to walk to the opening that leads into the main room, Ellen is at the island table sitting on a stool, her laptop in front of her as she types incredible fast. She turns to face me, obviously hearing my in some way and smiles.

“How are you feeling?” she asks, I shrug and make my way towards her.

“Like shit.” She smiles and pats the stool beside her before jumping up and walking around the island and reaching up into a cupboard pulling down a small box and sitting it on the counter.

“Take these.” She says placing two tablets in front of me before putting the box back and going to the fridge, getting out a bottle of juice and grabbing a glass. I thank her when she places a glass of orange juice in front of me and I take the tablets. “Guess what?”

“What?” I ask.

“It’s Christmas.” She tells me and I smile.

“Merry Christmas.” I say, she leans over the counter and closes the laptop.

“Can I have a merry Christmas kiss?” she asks puckering her lips, I lean over and meet her lips with mine in a light kiss. “Your mum called wondering where you were, I told her you came here drunk last night, she found it funny.” I smile.

“You looked very pretty yesterday.” She blushes and I can’t stop the memory of yesterday evening coming back, I know for a fact everyone is surprised at the way I am around Ellen, I can’t help it, she is the best thing that has ever happen to me and I’m in love with her. “Come to my house for the day, were having a big lunch and probably dinner.” She smiles.

“Okay, let me go get dressed.” she walks back around the island and towards the bedroom, coming out shortly after dressed in jeans, a black top and a full black Varsity jacket, my jacket hung over her arm as she made her way towards me.

( )

Four days later

Ellen and I lie on my bed, her lap top on my knees as we watch an Australian show Ellen downloaded so she could still watch it over here, her head on my stomach as we share a pair of earphones, my fingers stroke up and down the small part of her back that her shirt reveals, it’s just past midnight and Ellen and I have been watching the latest series of house husbands for most of the day.

“Ellen, are you still awake?” I wait a moment but she doesn’t reply, I gently pull the earphone from her ear and close her laptop, placing it gently on the floor beside the bed, her arms tighten their grip around me as she stirs slightly, I pull the blanket higher up her body and drape and arm over her waist and close my eyes.

Next morning

Ellen’s POV

I wake up to the light coming though Louis’ window, my arms around him and my head resting on his stomach, I must have fallen asleep, I lean up slightly and look at Louis asleep under me, gently I move up the bed so my head rests on the pillow, he stirs in his sleep and wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his body, my head now on his pillow as he holds me against him. I wrap one arm over his stomach and close my eyes, im not sure if I want to go back to sleep or just wait for him to wake, a few moments later Louis rolls on his side, I open my eyes to meet bright blue ones.

“Good morning.” I whisper.

“Morning.” He smiles, our noses brushing as we lie on our sides right next to each other, “How long have you been awake?” he asked and I shrug reaching up and pushing his hair off his forehead.

“Not long.” I reply and kiss his lips lightly, I fell his hand under my shirt slide around to my back, pulling my body towards his so we’re touching, I wrap an arm under his and hold onto his shoulder, our noses brushing every so often as we lie there observing each other. “What are we doing today?” I ask and I feel him shrug.

“What do you want to do?” I shrug in return and he laughs.

“I could do this all day.” I tell him and he kisses my lips lightly.

“Then that’s what we’ll do.” I hold Louis tighter as I bury my face in the crook of his neck, breathing in the scent of the cologne I got him for his birthday, his fingers run over my bear skin, his warmth engulfing me before he grips my hip and pushes me back so he is now slightly laying on me, our faces inches away, my hands resting on his chest. “I like it when your under me.” he states and I smile, my left hand sliding up to cares his right cheek.

“I like being under you.” I say softly, he leans down and kisses my lips softly, he pulls away and my left hand moves from his face around the back of his neck pulling him down for another kiss, our lips moving as one as his hands start to slid my shirt up higher, once I feel his fingers on my ribs I move my hands over the top of his, stopping him from going any further, my eyes closed as he pulls away from the kiss, when I open my eyes he’s looking down at me, my hands still over his, I smiles shyly up at him. “Not yet.” I almost whisper, he moves his hands out from under my shirts and grips my sides in line with my breasts, my hands moving around his neck, my fingers tangling into his hair as we watch each other, our foreheads touching. “Louis.” I say softly.

“Mmm?” he hums his response, his eyes never leaving mine.

“I think im in love with you.” I say softly, his deep blue eyes seem to sparkle at my words.

“And I think I might be in love with you too.” He tells me, a small smile forming on my face, I lean in and kiss him, pushing him back so I now straddle his hips, my hands on his shoulders and I push up from his body, looking down at him, “I think I’ve loved you ever since the day you had trouble with the heater.”

“That seems like forever ago.” I state and lie my head on his chest, he wraps his arms around me as it rises and falls with his breathing, a moment later there is someone at the door trying to twist the handle, I quickly get off him and he jumps up to unlock the door, Phoebe stands on the other side.

“Mum said she had to go to the hospital, can you make me breakfast?” I sit on his bed watching with a smile.

“Go watch TV, I’ll be out in a second.” He tells her, she smiles at me before walking off, Louis closes the door again and come back towards the bed, pushing me back and crawling over me, his lips kissing and lightly sucking my neck, my hands on his shoulders.

“Louis, go make her breakfast.” I say and he pulls away looking down at me, I smile and lean up and peck his lips, “We can do this later.” I say rolling him to the side and standing up, I reach my hand out and he takes it and hops up off the bed again, I lead him out of his bedroom and down the hall into the kitchen, I sit on a stool while Louis opens the fridge retrieving bacon and eggs.

“Liam told me Amber was never you girlfriend.” I say as we lie on Louis’ bed, both facing the roof.

“Did he.”


“What else did he say.”

“All she was to you was a shag.” I feel his eyes on me and I turn my head to look at him, I smile, “Don’t worry Louis, I don’t care.” I look back at the roof, his hand grips mine in his, intertwining our fingers between us.

“Why is it all my friends like you?” he asks and I roll on my side, resting my head on his shoulder and my free hand over his stomach.

“They don’t.” I say softly and kiss his cheek.

“Zayn thinks you’re the fittest girl his ever met, it’s obvious Liam like you, and Harry well his just a dick that doesn’t know what his feeling are towards you.”

“I want to make up with Harry, I feel bad about what I did, I let my anger get the best of me.” I look up at him when he chuckles lightly.

“It was hot.” I smile.

“Was it?” he nods, I kiss his check again and lie my head back on his shoulder, I can believe I confessed my love for him this morning, and he did it right back, did he mean it or did he only say it because I did? We lie there in silence, I don’t know what his thinking about but im thinking about him maybe not actually having such strong feeling for me. “I have to go home.” I say sitting up.

“Why?” he asked, a frown on his face.

“Sassy and Bandit.” I say and he sits up, I swing my legs off the side of the bed and slip my shoes on, grabbing my laptop and phone before I stand, Louis does the same and we walk out of his room and down the hall towards the front door, he walks me out to my car and I place my things in the passenger seat. “I’ll see you later.” I say as I kiss his lips, he kisses me back for a moment before I get in my car and start it.

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