The Bad boy likes...Me?!

Chapter 11

*Sabrina's POV*

"What are you doing?" He asked and I froze.

Shit. I quickly pull my hand away and my face blushes furiously. "Sabrina.." He says softly,nudging my head to look up at him. His hand manages to fit between our bodies and he tilts my chin up so his eyes were staring into mine. "I-I..I,I-" I stammer nervously. What can I tell him? I was touching his face while he was sleeping,or so I thought. "I was just,Uhm..." My voice fades and he smirks slightly at my embarrassment. "I c-couldn't sleep...and,Uhm..I thought you had a cut,on your lip." I lie. He chuckles dryly and I know he doesn't believe my white lie (*LITTLE WHITE LIES PLAYS IN THE BACKGROUND*).

I look at him and his face is blank,he is still looking at me and I notice his hand is still on my cheek. His thumb rubbing soft circles on it and he ran his thumb lightly over my bottom lip,making my heart beat speed up drastically. I swear I could feel my heart about to break out of my chest as he leans in slightly.

If I move just a few inches,my lips would touch his.

Oh My God. Oh my god oh my god Oh. My,God! I tried to control my breathing as his nose touches my own and I manage to look up at him through my eyelashes. Oh My goodness he's going to kiss you. Sabrina,stop. No! Don't LET HIM. My subconscious screams at me,but I don't listen  as he brushes his lips against mine. I shiver as I feel his warm and how soft they are.

You're being weird again. Stop.

"Bri..?" He whispers against my lips and my stomach starts doing flips.

"Yes?" I manage to croak out,not once shuddering nor shaking."Why.." he paused making me pull back to look at him."why did you come?" He asks. My heart reaches out to him,the look on his face was heartbreaking. He looks,upset,confused,but mostly worried.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

He hesitates. "Why-why did you come..? To see me.." He asks,avoiding my curious gaze and he stares at the bed sheet I'm guessing; since he is looking down.

I'm quiet. I don't know what to say. I was worried, scared, and upset when I found out.

I still am.

"I was worried about you," I answer softly and he looks up at me. "I- I still am, Louis." I whisper. My heart won't slow down and he smirks. "You? Worried about me?" He scoffs in disbelief. I'm slightly taken aback by this action and I shift away,standing up of the bed and looking at him. His face suddenly falls and his eyes widen.

"Of course I'm worried about you Louis! After that incident that happened the other day I couldn't stop worrying about you! And now,suddenly I come into school and I hear you're in the hospital?! How could I not be worried? I couldn't stop thinking about what happened, I could stop thinking about you!" I back away more and am now in front of the door.

He stares at me while I rant,my arms flailing and my eyes welling up. "I want answers Louis. I want to know why this is happening." I say,my throat tightening as I feel a single tear fall. I look away from his gaze and furiously wipe it away. My lip trembles and I bite on it to stop it as I look back at him. His features are sad,eyebrows furrowed,lips slightly into a frown,and eyes soft.

"...I can't tell you." He sighs. I look down and squeeze my eyes shut.

"I want to,but I can't risk getting you involved into something you don't want to be in." He adds and another tear falls,another,and another. My fists clench and my body starts shaking as I hold in the sobs wanting to escape my throat. "Please don't cry," he breathes and I hiccup. "Bri," I look up at him.

*Louis' POV*

Her eyes are watered and red. Tears roll down her cheeks as she looks at me; she looks angry, confused and hurt. My heart aches at the sight and my lips turn into a frown and I shake my head. "Bri please-" I breath out. "Just,come here. Please just come here." I practically beg.

I feel pathetic begging a girl to come over to me,but I can't let her leave. I don't want her to. She hesitates before walking slowly back over to the bed,she sits on it and leans her head on my chest and I instantly wrap my arms tightly around her small body. She hiccups again and I lean my head on hers as she snuggles closer to me. I feel her palms press flat against my chest before she lets out a quiet sob. I kiss her hair and cradle her while she angrily cries.

"I'm sorry." Is all I can say.

She doesn't answer for a couple minutes.

"I know." She croaks and I feel even worse.

"Will you stay..?" I ask nervously as she calms down. She nods her head. I instantly relax more and she holds my shirt. "Even if I wanted to go I don't have a ride." She sniffles a laugh. I smile at her and kiss her head again,but leave my lips there.

"..Louis?" She asks.

"Hmm..?" I hum in response.

"...Never mind. Its not important..." She hesitates.