The Boy I Fell In Love With
In Bed
Samantha's POV:
The warm sunshine spread on my skin as I woke up, groggy and sleepy. Louis was beside me; I was wrapped in his strong and protective arms.
I shivered, remembering the truth that Louis had told me. Was it true that Louis had lost his sister? That Austin was a murderer? I knew he was bad, but I didn't know he was that bad...
Louis stirred beside me, murmuring things that I couldn't understand. But something stood out. "No... I can't lose her, not like I lost my sister… Sammie, come back…" Tears rolled down his cheeks, and it hurt me that he thought I would leave. No, I loved him too much. I kissed the tears away and laid my head on the crook of his shoulder. "No, I will never leave you."
For a moment we just laid there, together. I knew I'd be safe in his arms. And I wanted to just lay there. Forever and ever. To be with him for all eternity. Suddenly, I just thought about the future. Louis and I could get married, have one or two children, and die old. For a second I thought that was possible, but then I remembered about Austin. But I can dream.
"What are you thinking about?" Louis abruptly interrupted my daydreams.
"Hmm?" I said absentmindedly. "Oh, just about the future."
"Good," Louis whispered, rubbing his thumb on my cheek. "Because sometimes, when you're thinking hard, I think you're thinking about leaving me."
"Louis, look at me," I told him forcefully. "I would never leave you unless I had too. For your own sake."
"But last time?" he swallows, hard.
Just then, I felt anger well up inside me. "That time I didn't leave you," I mumble, my words catching, my voice cracked. "You left me."
"I didn't mean to," he said in a small voice, like a kid who's getting in trouble, "Sammie, I didn't mean to."
The second he finished his sentence, I burst out crying. Pouring out the feelings that were bottled up inside me for two years. The tears that explained heartache, that explained my broken heart, that explained how I truly felt about the breakup. And Louis just cradled me in his arms, and I knew that those days were over. We were together again, and possibly forever and ever.
The warm sunshine spread on my skin as I woke up, groggy and sleepy. Louis was beside me; I was wrapped in his strong and protective arms.
I shivered, remembering the truth that Louis had told me. Was it true that Louis had lost his sister? That Austin was a murderer? I knew he was bad, but I didn't know he was that bad...
Louis stirred beside me, murmuring things that I couldn't understand. But something stood out. "No... I can't lose her, not like I lost my sister… Sammie, come back…" Tears rolled down his cheeks, and it hurt me that he thought I would leave. No, I loved him too much. I kissed the tears away and laid my head on the crook of his shoulder. "No, I will never leave you."
For a moment we just laid there, together. I knew I'd be safe in his arms. And I wanted to just lay there. Forever and ever. To be with him for all eternity. Suddenly, I just thought about the future. Louis and I could get married, have one or two children, and die old. For a second I thought that was possible, but then I remembered about Austin. But I can dream.
"What are you thinking about?" Louis abruptly interrupted my daydreams.
"Hmm?" I said absentmindedly. "Oh, just about the future."
"Good," Louis whispered, rubbing his thumb on my cheek. "Because sometimes, when you're thinking hard, I think you're thinking about leaving me."
"Louis, look at me," I told him forcefully. "I would never leave you unless I had too. For your own sake."
"But last time?" he swallows, hard.
Just then, I felt anger well up inside me. "That time I didn't leave you," I mumble, my words catching, my voice cracked. "You left me."
"I didn't mean to," he said in a small voice, like a kid who's getting in trouble, "Sammie, I didn't mean to."
The second he finished his sentence, I burst out crying. Pouring out the feelings that were bottled up inside me for two years. The tears that explained heartache, that explained my broken heart, that explained how I truly felt about the breakup. And Louis just cradled me in his arms, and I knew that those days were over. We were together again, and possibly forever and ever.
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