Tutor Girl

“Louis, what is going on?” Lux asked, finding him on her doorstep at 12:30 in the morning.

“Me and my dad got into a fight,” Louis told her, looking down at his feet as he spoke of his step-father.

“Oh. Come in,” Lux said, moving aside as she invited him in.

He silently slipped by her into the warmth of the foyer, taking off his jacket automatically. As he went to slip it on the hook like he always did, Lux grabbed it from him.

“We’ll take that to my room. My dad doesn’t need to know you’re here at 12:30 in the morning,” she told him and he nodded lightly.

Lux quietly retraced her steps back to her room and Louis followed closely behind. Once they were both in the confines of her room, she slowly shut the door and tiptoed to her bedside lamp, turning it on.

Louis automatically took a seat on her bed as she hung up his jacket on the hook on the back of her door.

“What happened, Louis?” Lux asked as she took a seat next to him on the bed.

“I was up playing video games and my dad came downstairs and just started yelling at me about how I never do anything around the house and that I should be in bed getting my rest to be geared up for soccer because soccer is pretty much the only thing I have going for me. And then he went on about how Lottie has ambitions and aspirations and will easily make a name for herself where as I will struggle through my life because I’m lazy and I don’t have the drive that fucking Lottie has. And then he pretty much told me if I don’t get the soccer scholarship I better be getting a job straight out of high school because whether I move out of their house or stay, I’ll be paying rent, because again apparently I don’t do anything around there,” Louis told her in one breath, his chest heaving slightly when he was done.

Lux’s heart broke all over for him. He was pretty upset over his step-father’s negative comments. They upset her, so she knew they upset him.

“Don’t listen to him, Louis,” Lux told him.

“That was another one of his rants – how I never listen to him or mum. And how I have no respect for them,” Louis sighed.

“It’s no wonder you don’t have respect left for them,” Lux said quietly.

“But I do. I mean, they’re my parents. That’s the way I was raised – to respect my parents no matter what,” Louis said and Lux nodded in understanding. It was how her father raised her too.

“Louis, I’m sorry. I’m sorry your dad can’t appreciate you for you. I’m sorry he doesn’t see you like the rest of the world sees you – like I see you,” Lux told him.

“How do you see me?” He asked, looking into her eyes.

“I think you’re smart and talented and you are sweet, Louis. And you respect me and accept me and you’re a good friend,” she told him honestly.

“I do respect you and accept you,” he nodded.

“You are a good person, Louis. I don’t want your dad to discourage you. You’re going to let that talent outshine everyone and you’re going to get a scholarship. And you’re going to show all the people who told you that you weren’t good enough. You’ll see,” she told him, feeling confident in her words.

“You’re really getting good at that,” Louis said, smirking at her.

“At what?” She asked, knitting her eyebrows together.

“Giving pep-talks,” he chuckled and Lux couldn’t help but blush.

“Thanks, Lux,” he said as he leaned over to kiss her cheek.

“Anytime,” she breathed.

“Do you… do you think I could sleep here? I don’t want to go home,” he said sadly.

Lux hesitated as hers and Tyler’s conversation flooded back into her brain. She didn’t think she was ready for that – not right now. So she hoped Louis didn’t have any expectations forming in his head.

“Just to sleep,” Louis added, most likely sensing her discomfort.

“Sure,” she nodded.

“Thanks,” he told her with a smile.

“Come on,” she said, moving up toward the head of the bed.

Louis crawled up the bed to settle in next to Lux as she pulled up the blanket. She couldn’t believe this was actually going to happen. A boy was going to sleep with her in her bed.

Once they were lying comfortably next to each other on the mattress, Lux reached over to shut off the table lamp.

“Lux…” Louis breathed through the dark.

“Yeah?” She replied quickly. She could feel her heartbeat in her throat as she waited on what he was about to say.

“Seriously, thank you,” he told her, and she could hear the relief in his words.

“You’re welcome,” Lux told him as she reached over and found his hand, squeezing it in hers before releasing it.

“You’re a good friend, too,” he added.

“Thanks,” she said before the darkened room fell silent again.

“Lux…” He breathed out after a few moments.

“Hmm,” she hummed contently.

“Would kissing you right now be entirely inappropriate?” He asked quietly and her heart sped up in her chest. She really wanted him to kiss her.

“No. Not entirely inappropriate,” she said quietly, unable to hold back the smirk on her lips.

His hand came up to cup her cheek before his lips met hers through the dark. And they couldn’t help it. Their one kiss led to more and more kisses. They were drawn in by each other.

But after a little while, Lux had to be the voice of reason. It was entirely too late to be tangling together in between the sheets.

“We should probably get some sleep,” she told him as her chest heaved with exhaustion.

“You’re right,” he agreed as the two of them fell back against the mattress into their rightful places.

“Goodnight, Louis,” she said finally.

“Goodnight, Lux,” he replied.

Lux rolled onto her side to get comfortable and moments later, she felt Louis’ arm snake around her waist, spooning her body to his. Her heart beat wildly in her chest and she couldn’t help but smile through the darkness. Her heart was like a firework, exploding for him.

She fell asleep to the quiet inhale and exhale of Louis’ unconscious breathing in her ear. It was almost like a lullaby singing her to sleep.

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Lux woke up entirely too early the next morning. The fact that there was a foreign entity in her bed really seemed to disrupt her sleep pattern. Although she was almost glad she woke early because she was awarded the opportunity to be witness to how incredibly adorable Louis was when he slept. Lux still couldn’t get over the fact that he was currently sleeping next to her in her bed.

She took the time to watch how his eyes danced below his eyelids in his sleep and how at times he would slightly suck in his bottom lip. And she watched the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed, and fully appreciated the way the morning light hit him just perfectly. In those moments, Lux realized it wasn’t just a crush anymore. It wasn’t just a fling. She was falling for Louis Tomlinson. No, she fell for Louis Tomlinson. She was in love with him and realizing that scared her more than the thought of any part of his anatomy in her mouth.

Lux was thankful that Louis was still asleep when she had the revelation. She had no idea how she would have reacted if he was watching her react to the thoughts and feelings running through her.

Knowing it was going to absolutely be impossible to shoo the new-found feelings and thoughts from her brain, she embraced them. She was in love with Louis Tomlinson and in that moment she was okay with it because facing him while he was asleep was so much easier than facing him while he was awake.

Lux curled up to his chest, wrapping her arms around him and willed herself back to sleep.

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“Luuuux…” She woke up to Louis breathing her name softly in her ear.

She was confused for a moment, almost forgetting how they spent their night wrapped up in each other’s arms. She was still snuggled up to his chest and she could feel his hand on the small of her back, tickling it lightly.

She slowly looked up into his eyes and then sat up slightly, pulling away from him. Her awkward nature was rearing its ugly head once she remembered the revelation she made earlier that morning – that she was in love with Louis.

“Good morning,” he said, smiling widely at her.

“Morning,” she said uncomfortably, unable to even really look at him.

“Your dad is awake,” Louis said, sitting up next to her.

“Crap,” she said, looking toward her closed door.

She didn’t think about what she was going to say to her father about Louis being there. One thing was for sure, her father would never know about Louis sleeping in her bed with her.

“Uh, we can just say you needed a place to go, so you slept on my floor. Or we can say you just got here early this morning,” she told him, side-eyeing him because she was still too afraid to look at him straight on.

“Okay,” Louis said quietly. And as if her father had some sort of ESP, he was knocking on her door, ready to wake her.

“Lux?” She heard him through the door.

“Shit,” Lux breathed, jumping off the bed, throwing a pillow and couple of loose blankets onto the floor immediately to make it look like Louis slept on the floor and not in her bed.

Louis got up out of the bed quickly and sat down on the desk chair next to the bed, acting nonchalant as Lux scrambled to wrap her head around the fact that her father was about to find a boy in her bedroom.

She took a deep breath and slowly pulled open the door.

“Hi, Daddy,” she said, giving him an innocent smile. She almost cringed, because she couldn’t even remember the last time she called him ‘Daddy’. It was like she was waving a red flag right in his face.

“Hi, Luxy,” he said, eyeing her skeptically. She fidgeted as he cocked an eyebrow at her.

“What are Louis’ shoes doing by the front door?” Her dad asked evenly.

Shit! She completely forgot about his shoes!

“Uh, Louis is here, Daddy,” Lux said, opening up the door wider so her dad could see Louis sitting on her chair.

Fucking shit. Louis looked so tired and his bed-head was out of control. They wouldn’t even be able to lie and say he just came over early that morning.

“Hi, Louis,” Chuck greeted him.

“Hi… uh, Chuck,” Louis said awkwardly.

“What are you doing here, Louis, at eight in the morning?” He asked, eyeing the boy in his only daughter’s room.

“Uh, he had a fight with his dad and didn’t know where else to go. He needed a friend, Dad,” Lux cut in.

“Did you sleep here, Louis?” Chuck asked, still looking over at him.

“He slept on the floor, Dad,” Lux butted in again, trying to cut him off before he got any ideas.

Her dad’s vision went between Lux and Louis a number of times and then to the pile of blankets and pillows on the floor before he accepted what was said as the truth.

“You know I like you, Louis. But the next time you need a place to crash, the couch is calling your name. I was a teenage boy once too,” Chuck told him with a smirk.

“I’m sorry, sir. Of course,” Louis said, nodding his head.

“No need to be so formal, Louis,” her dad chuckled.

Okay seriously, Dad. How many times do you need to say his name in a matter of a minute?

Louis nodded again and Lux could feel the tension leave her body as her father so naïvely believed what his teenage daughter and the teenage boy in her room told him.

“Come on. I’ll make you guys breakfast,” Chuck said, making his way down the hallway to the kitchen.

“Holy shit,” Lux said under her breath as she ran her fingers through her hair.

“That was close,” Louis breathed out, running his hands down his face.

“I know. My God,” Lux said, flopping down on her bed.

“Lux?” She heard Louis asked.

“Yeah?” She replied, sitting up slightly to look over at him.

“I don’t like lying to your dad,” he said quietly.

“You wanted me to tell him you slept in my bed?” She choked out.

“Well, no. But I don’t know… we could tell him we like each other,” Louis offered.

“Louis… I don’t know… it’s…” Lux started to explain. Her mind was reeling.

“Weird. I know,” Louis said, finishing her sentence before she could.

“I just… I really like spending time with you and I just don’t want it ruined by my dad’s rules,” she explained.

“But we can’t even hang out after school anymore because I have soccer practice now,” Louis pointed out.

“I know…” Lux said quietly.

“It’s okay,” Louis said, standing up from the chair as her eyes followed him.

“Hey, breakfast is almost ready. Why don’t you guys come out of there? We can… uh, hang out in the common areas of the house… from now on,” her dad said, poking his head back into her bedroom, hinting that boys were not allowed in his daughter’s room.

“Dad… stop,” Lux said, rolling her eyes at him. Louis followed her dad out of the bedroom without another word.

Thankfully her father and Louis still found things to talk about, even after all the awkwardness. And Lux was glad. He needed at least one adult on his side. She was happy it could be her father.

Louis decided it was best that he went home after breakfast to face the wrath of his step-father. Lux felt terrible that he had to go home to that, but there really was nothing she could do about it. She found comfort in the fact that Louis only had to endure it for a few more months before he would be going to college on the full ride scholarship she was certain he would get.

Lux walked Louis out to the front porch and let him kiss her before he left, making sure they were hidden away enough so her father didn’t see them.

When she walked back in, he was waiting for her in the kitchen.

“What is going on, Lux?” Her dad asked, sounding rather stern, which made her blood run cold. Did he just see Louis kiss her? Were they about to be busted?

“W-what do you mean?” She stammered out. Another red flag.

“Why did Louis show up here in the middle of the night?” He asked curiously.

“Oh,” she breathed, taking a deep calming breath.

“Oh, what?” He asked, looking at her skeptically.

“Uh, Louis doesn’t really get along with his parents. He and his step-dad had a fight last night,” she explained.

“What kind of fight?” He asked, knitting his eyebrows together in concern.

“I don’t know. Like a fight,” she said with a shrug, not really knowing how else to explain it.

“He didn’t hit him, did he?” Her dad asked, concerned for Louis’ well-being.

“Oh, no. I don’t think so. Louis would have told me. I hope he would have told me if that were happening,” Lux said, shuddering slightly at the thought.

“Okay. So they got into an argument then?” Her dad asked for clarification.

“Yeah, I think so,” she said as she nodded.

“Louis is a good kid. What was going on?” He asked, still inquiring about the fight.

“His family favors his little sister to a sickening extent. I don’t know if it’s because she’s a girl, or what. But like, Lottie can do no wrong in their eyes and they pretty much always tell Louis he should be more like her. They’re so rude to him. I’ve seen it, Dad,” Lux said, feeling extremely sad over it.

“That’s terrible. How can parents do that? They should love their children equally,” her dad frowned.

“Louis is the only one they treat like that because he’s the only one that isn’t his step-dad’s real child. And I guess the more he rebels against them, the more he gets treated like an outcast,” Lux explained.

“That’s a shame. Louis is such a good kid,” he sighed, shaking his head in disappointment.

“He is,” she agreed.

“Luxy, I’m so glad the two of you have been getting closer. It really seems like Louis needs a friend like you,” he said, smiling proudly at her.

“Yeah,” she said awkwardly, feeling her cheeks heat up. Her dad had no idea just how close they’d gotten with each other.

“But, no more boys in your room. I don’t even let Tyler in your room with the door closed and I know he’s gayer than a rainbow,” her dad chuckled.

“I know. I had the door closed because I didn’t want to freak you out if you walked by my room in the middle of the night and saw Louis sleeping in there,” she told him.

“What freaked me out was finding Louis’ shoes and then realizing he slept in my only daughter’s bedroom with the door closed,” he said, eyeing her.

“Dad, we didn’t do anything. We slept,” she told him truthfully. He didn’t need to know they slept in each other’s arms or that they made out before they fell asleep. What he didn’t know wouldn’t kill him.

“I know. And I know you two are just friends, but still. I would feel more comfortable if my rules are followed. Louis is a teenage boy and I know how hormones work in teenage boys,” he told her with a smirk on his face.

“Oh my god, Dad. Please. I don’t need any insight on your adolescence,” she yelped.

“I’m just saying… I was a teenage boy once too, Luxy. Just… I want you to be careful,” he told her with a chuckle, but she knew he was serious at the same time.

“What? Do you think Louis is going to rape me or something?” She choked out.

“No. No, no, honey. Just be careful with boys in general. Some of them aren’t as nice as others,” he told her.

“Ohh-kay,” she said, feeling an all new sense of awkward. It was the closest she and her father ever got to having the sex talk.

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Louis: Can you come over?

Receiving that text from Louis sent a whole barrage of butterfly’s through Lux’s stomach. She just had an early dinner with her father before he rushed off to meet with a client and she was home alone with pretty much nothing to do. Plus she kind of missed him.

Lux: Sure.

As she walked up to Louis’ house, she realized she didn’t even get permission from her father to leave her own house. So she quickly text him her whereabouts – telling him Louis needed someone to talk to about his father. She exaggerated a little, but it needed to sound believable.

Louis’ sister Lottie answered the door, looking pompous and bored all at the same time.

“Uh, is Louis here?” Lux asked her, hoping their encounter would be quick and painless. Lottie was only thirteen-years-old, but from what Lux had seen and heard, she was a spoiled brat with a terrible attitude.

“Are you even allowed here after the way you spoke to my parents?” Lottie scoffed at her.

Lux’s eyes narrowed at her – this fucking thirteen-year-old was giving her attitude and she wanted to punch her right in the jaw.

“Are your parents allowed to parent after the way they verbally abuse your brother?” Lux shot at her.

Lottie’s face contorted into a look of disgust and she was certain if looks could kill, she would be lying dead in a heap on the ground after the glare Lottie sent her.

“Lux. Hey,” Louis said, traipsing down the stairs with a wide smile on his face.

“You need to find better people to spend your time with, Louis,” Lottie shot at her brother, still sending her a hateful glare.

“You need to mind your own fucking business, Charlotte,” Louis shot back at her.

“You’re a dick,” Lottie scowled at him.

“Yeah, whatever,” Louis scoffed at her as she disappeared into the other room.

“What was that even about?” Louis asked, looking at Lux curiously.

“It seems like your baby sister doesn’t like the way I spoke to her father the last time I was here,” Lux said, rolling her eyes.

“Oh,” Louis said, biting back a smile.

“Speaking of… shouldn’t you like, be grounded for sneaking out of the house last night?” Lux asked as she followed him up the stairs to his bedroom.

“I didn’t sneak out. I told my dad I was leaving and slammed the door in his face,” Louis explained as they walked into his room.

“Wow. You’d think that would have gotten you evicted,” Lux chuckled as Louis closed his bedroom door behind them.

“Except they’re obligated by law to keep a roof over my head until I graduate. But seriously, come June, I’m certain all of my shit will be thrown on the front law with a note that says ‘get the hell out’,” Louis said, making a joke out of it, even though Lux wouldn’t put it passed his step-father to do something like that.

“So, what did he say when you came home?” Lux asked, sitting down on Louis’ bed with him.

“Nothing. That’s the best part. I’ve gotten the cold shoulder from him. I’d rather not have him speaking to me than have to listen to all the shit that comes out of his mouth,” Louis scoffed.

Lux could see it in his eyes that his feelings contradicted his words and she knew it was tearing him apart that his step-father was shutting him out like he didn’t even exist. All Louis wanted was to be accepted for who he was.

“Louis…” Lux breathed, grabbing his hand. His look lingered on her before he sighed and dropped his eyes.

“I can’t wait to get out of here,” he said, letting his body fall backwards onto the bed.

“I can’t wait for you to get out of here too,” Lux told him honestly.

Louis’ eyes met hers again and she could see the admiration in them.

“Come here,” Louis said, pulling her down onto the bed next to him.

He cuddled her up to his chest and held her against him. She could feel his heartbeat pounding through his shirt, through all of the beautiful skin and bone he was made of. It was so loud and she knew it was because it was so big. Louis was so genuine and honest. It’s a wonder how she never saw it before.

Lux leaned up and kissed Louis’ cheek as her feelings for him engulfed her completely. Endorphins were flooding her nervous system and all she really wanted to do was be close to him and hold him and touch him and love him.

Louis turned his head and took her lips with his own, kissing her sweetly, and she knew he was feeling the exact same chemical imbalance she was.

He turned his body so he was facing her a bit better and pulled her closer to him as his fingers softly trailed up the back of her shirt. Her father said ‘watch out for boys’. Well, she wanted this. She wanted Louis. Not necessarily for sex, but definitely for the sexual aspect.

Lux let her hand trail up underneath the front of his shirt. She never let herself be free enough to touch him much during times like these, but she knew after a handful of dirty make-out sessions with him, she needed to loosen up. And she knew Tyler would never let her live it down if she didn’t make something happen with Louis soon. Not that she was letting herself be pressured by outside forces – she did want this. She wanted to open up to Louis. She just didn’t know how far she was willing to go yet. But that was what experimentation was for.

Faster than ever before, Lux and Louis were both topless in each other’s arms, tangled up in one another. The yoga pants Lux chose to wear and the basketball shorts Louis had on didn’t leave much in the way of padding between them and Lux could feel his hardness pressed up against her. Instead of feeling awkward about it, Lux’s body filled with heat and tingled all over.

Without even thinking, her hands trailed down his back, grasping onto his butt cheeks as she pulled him closer to her. Louis let out an all-too-loud pleasure-filled groan at the feeling of their lower anatomy being pressed together.

“Oh my god, Lux,” he breathed against her skin, “you’re killing me.”

Her whole body was on fire and the lust that radiated through her made her almost certain she’d be a goner too.

“H-how far have you gone with a girl?” Lux asked Louis, trying to get some oxygen to her brain before she passed out from it all.

“Uh… well… everything but sex,” he told her, looking into her eyes.

“Everything?” She gulped back, feeling absolutely inept in that moment.

“Yeah,” he said quietly.

“Oh,” she said even quieter. He had way more experience than she did, which didn’t surprise her in the slightest, since she barely even had experience with herself let alone with another human being.

“Is that bad?” He asked, looking at her with concern written all over his face.

“N-no. I was just… curious,” she told him. She didn’t want him to think she was judging him. If anything, she was judging herself.

“What about you?” He asked, reversing the question on her.

“You’re… you’re the only person I’ve ever done anything with,” she told him truthfully.

“Anything?” He asked, looking almost stunned.

“Anything,” she confirmed, feeling her entire face heat up with embarrassment.

“I was your first kiss?” He asked, smiling sweetly at her.

“Yeah,” she said, looking away, feeling extremely embarrassed.

“Lux…” Louis breathed.

Her eyes met his again. He was smiling from ear-to-ear before he leaned down, kissing her again.

“For someone with no experience, you’re an amazing kisser,” he breathed seductively in her ear.

Jesus. He really was trying to kill her. She was certain of that. Her body was screaming for him and all of a sudden, for a split second she stood in the shoes of all the sexually active people in the world and understood why they did it so often. They wanted to feel every part of a person – they wanted to feel them down to their soul. At least that’s how she felt about Louis.

“Do you think you’re ready… for sex?” Lux found herself asking him.

“Are… are you?” He choked out, looking a bit shocked.

“I don’t know. I… I can’t help the way I feel,” she told him.

“How do you feel?” He asked, looking into her eyes contently.

“I just want to feel you,” she told him honestly.

Louis’ breathing hitched in his throat and it sent an array of goose bumps all over her body. Every nerve, every cell, every particle of her being was reacting to him.

“Lux…” Louis breathed lowly.

“Louis,” she countered.

“Are you sure?” He asked, really looking for a reaction from her.

“I think I love you,” she breathed out, looking up into his eyes, knowing she did.

Louis’ lips immediately crashed into hers, sending a wave of pleasure racing through her entire body. And she knew she was ready – as ready as she’d ever be.

“I want to, Louis,” she told him. He pulled back to look her in the eye again.

“Do you want to?” She asked, looking at him hopefully.

“I do,” he nodded, his honest eyes watching her. Lux’s stomach clenched with excitement and anticipation.

“Just… one second,” Louis said, pulling away from her as he got off the bed.

She was confused as she watched him cross the room and to dig in his closet before revealing a small black tin box. He opened it and dug around in its contents before retrieving a small shiny square package – a condom. Lux’s stomach clenched again because shit was about to get real.

Now would be her time to back out, to say she changed her mind. But she didn’t. Louis had a secret supply of condoms waiting just for this moment and Lux relished in the fact that for him, this moment would be shared with her. They would give themselves to each other. Lux and Louis would always share this bond.

After quickly walking over to his door, making sure it was locked, Louis walked back over to the bed with the condom in hand and stood at the end of it looking down at her.

“Are you sure?” He asked again.

A moment later, Lux’s hands came down, pushing down her pants and underwear past her hips and then off of her legs, giving him his answer.

His eyes trailed up and down her naked body lying in his bed and Lux was certain he never saw a naked girl laid out for him like that. It took a moment for him to react, but when he did, his hands pushed down his own clothing, letting his shorts fall to the floor.

Lux propped herself up on her elbows as she did her own once-over of his naked form. She never saw a penis before. She didn’t even think she saw one in a movie or on the internet. She was sure the only true likeness to a penis she ever saw was when kids juvenilely drew them on bathroom stall doors or school bus seats. It was truly pathetic, but she lived life as a sheltered teen.

And there she was, in the presence of a naked boy. And well, she wasn’t entirely sure what to do next. They were just kind of awkwardly in the moment, staring at one another, that was until Louis made a move to rip open the condom wrapper. Lux watched every movement he made – from retrieving the condom to rolling it down himself. Her big eyes were taking in everything – bookmarked for retrospection.

When Louis crawled up onto the bed, Lux held her breath in anticipation. She couldn’t believe this was happening, that they were in this moment.

“Lux…” Louis breathed before his mouth met hers again.

She could only kiss him momentarily before her oxygen supply depleted from depriving herself before. She took in a deep breath as Louis’ mouth moved to her ear.

“I think I love you too,” he whispered.

Tears automatically welled in her eyes and she couldn’t do anything to stop them. How did they come so far in such a short amount of time? It was mind boggling, but Lux wasn’t questioning it. She knew she felt it and she heard the honesty in his voice.

“If… if I hurt you, I want you to tell me. I’ll stop. I promise,” he told her. Lux bit her lip and nodded. Was it going to hurt?

“Just… just go slow,” she managed to say.

“I will. I promise,” he assured her and she nodded again.

And the moment arrived where he finally pushed inside her. She prepared for pain after what Louis said, but it didn’t come. All she really felt was a slight discomfort which she almost expected – with it being foreign and all.

As Louis hovered above her, she saw his Adam’s apple move up and down as he swallowed. And when she looked down, she could have sworn she saw his heart beating out of his chest. She imagined hers looking similar.

“Is it okay?” He breathed lowly.

“Mm-hmm,” she hummed, nodding her head lightly in case she didn’t hear him.

“Okay,” he said and let himself pull back and push in again. Lux wasn’t going to tell him to stop because it didn’t hurt and she didn’t want him to.

And so it goes…

Lux lost her virginity to Louis Tomlinson on that Sunday night – on the eve before his final season of high school soccer began.

Afterward, she didn’t feel any different physically, but emotional she grew tenfold. She felt closer to Louis, but most of all, she felt closer to herself. She was growing up, and she was learning, and Louis was the best teacher.

She was in love with him, and she knew it was just the beginning for them. It was the beginning of everything.

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