The End Of Me

Later that afternoon Louis came to pick me up. He drove me home and I went straight up to our room.

He could tell that something was wrong because I was quiet, he asked me about it but I just told him that I was tired and still in pain.

He then told me that he was going to spend the rest of the day with me, which instantly made me smile.

"How are you feeling?" Louis asked out of the blue.

"Better." I lied but I plastered a smile on my face. Louis hovered over my body as I laid on my back. He brushed my hair out of my face before he placed a soft kiss on my lips.

He placed feathery kisses on the bandage covering the cut on my neck. I smiled as he did so, I brushed his hair with my fingers while looking at him.

His perfectly sculpted jaw was in line with every single feature on his face. And his stormy blue eyes are the windows to my soul.

I placed a kiss on his soft pink lips before pulling back to look at him again.

"I fucking want you so bad right now." Louis said while placing ki