Taken

Chapter 18: Not How Expected

Author's Note: Okay, so obviously I didn't delete Taken. It's still here. So, stop asking me why I deleted it. I just deleted the author's note I had posted. I know the girl has removed Taken from the site she was posting it on, so stop telling me she has removed it. I also have copyrights on this story, so stop telling me to copyright it. I am posting chapter 18, which proves I am still writing, so stop begging me to keep writing. I have started school, and am doing the best I can with writing with the limited time I have to write through the week. I explained to you that the chapters wouldn't be posted as often when I started school, so stop asking/telling me to update, and do  not ask me WHEN I'm going to update. I will update when I have the chance, which will probably be on the weekends, and not every weekend seeing as I have other books I have to write. And again, I have changed my username from Harry_Styles_Lover_  to  _Just_Nikki_ I'm tired of being accused of stealing this, when I wrote it. It's annoying. And some of the people who are accusing me of stealing it are being very rude. Stop being rude to me. If there's anything I need to tell you, I post a message on my message board to all of my fans, so that's how you will get any information you will need, but you have to be a fan to get the message. Sorry if this sounds rude, I'm just getting really frustrated being told the same things over and over again.

I love you all no matter what, though.

So, enough of my jabber. Here's the long awaited chapter.

The next morning, I opened my eyes. Without sitting up, I looked around. The suite was silent, and dimly lit by the early morning sunshine that was coming through the curtains. I stared up at the ceiling, thinking about the previous night's events.

I had a boyfriend. Most people would think it weird that I was in love with Niall, but dating Louis. I really did like Lou, and besides. He was right: How would I ever know if I loved someone else, if I didn't give anyone else a chance? Maybe I could grow to love Lou. That's how relationships worked, right?

You started out as friends, and then grew to like each other. After that, you tested the relationship b going on a few dates. If everything worked out, and you truly liked the person, then you would make things official. The more time you spent as a couple, you would slowly start to love each other.

Of course, not all relationships go exactly that way. Some become official first, and then go out on dates.

Either way, I was officially Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend.

I smiled to myself, and sat up. I moved my legs off of the couch, putting them on the floor. Pushing the cover off of me, I wadded it up, and climbed to my feet. I walked into the kitchen to see if there was any bottled water in the fridge. Opening the door and grabbing a bottle, I stood in front of the fridge, and twisted the cap off before taking a drink.

I felt arms wrap around my waist, and smiled. I turned around to face my boyfriend.

"Hi." I said, as his arms tightened around my waist. Louis smiled.

"Hi. Did you sleep well?" He asked me.

"I did, thank you. What about you?"

"Harry was hogging the bed." He said. I giggled a little, looking away and coughing when he looked at me weird. "No, I slept pretty good. Anyways, I'm kind of hungry. What about you?"

"Yeah." I said. "I'm hungry too."

"Would you like to go and get breakfast?" Louis asked. I smiled again.

"I would." I said. "Let me get dressed first." I kissed his cheek, and he let me go before I walked over to my suitcase, and got an outfit. I went into the bathroom, and changed quickly into a lime green shirt with a tiger on the front, and a pair of white cut off shorts. I ran a brush through my hair, and exited the bathroom, going back to my suitcase to get a pair of flip flops.