Allison's POV
Louis had his arms wrapped around me and my head was laying on his chest. I love laying with him like this. It's comfortable. I looked down and saw the tattoo he got of my name. Honestly I love that he has it now. It makes me feel like we're going to last. He's been the only guy that I've been with like I have with him. I mean he was my first. He's been the only one and I hope it stays that way. I don't think I would be comfortable being with anyone else like I am with him. I don't want to be with anyone other than him. I love him. I've never loved someone like I love him. I thought I loved Sam but I didn't. It was a more of I cared about him love. I'm in love with Louis. I moved my hand down, running my fingers over his tattoo. I felt him kiss the top of my head, "What are you doing, love?"
"Looking at your tattoo."
He chuckled, "I can tell but why?"
"I like it. It's nice seeing my name permanently on you."
"Well I love seeing my initials on your hip."
I smiled, looking up at him, "Well you're the only person allowed to see it."
He pecked my lips, "I better be. No one else needs to see it."
I felt him move his hand down to the hip that I have the tattoo on. I felt him start to run his fingers over it. I felt myself start to get goose bumps from him just doing that. He kissed the top of my head again, "I love that I can so something so simple and it has an effect on you."
I looked back up at him, "I'm sure that you do."
He pecked my lips, "I love you."
"I love you."
I felt him move some of my hair away from my face, placing his hand on my cheek. He started caressing my cheek with his thumb, "Are you sore, love?"
"Yeah, I mean I was before but us doing that again, I'm more sore than I was before."
"I'm sorry, baby. I needed you. I needed my mind off of that guy."
"I know you did. That's why I didn't try and stop it."
"I don't like that delivery guy. He's lucky I didn't fucking punch him."
''Why, babe?"
"I knew when you walked into the room because he looked at you then when you walked into the kitchen he said something about how sexy you are."
"Well that's not all he did."
He looked at me kind of confused, "Did you do something else?"
"When you were signing the receipt he smirked then winked at me."
I noticed his expression change. I reached over, grabbing his other hand. I intertwined our fingers, "Calm down, baby. He's not worth getting upset about."
"I don't want other guys looking at you like that."
"I don't like other girls looking at you."
"I don't pay attention to any of those girls. They're all nothing compared to you."
"Well babe, I don't pay attention to any of those guys. Please don't be upset."
"I know you don't. I just hate seeing it like you don't like seeing Lauren around me."
I looked away from him. I don't like hearing her name. I don't like her. I want her to stay away and no matter what has happened she still doesn't. I know she comes around to make me upset. I wish Louis would be more rude towards her so she would stay away instead of coming around when things are finally going good for us. I got up from the bed, grabbing his shirt. I slid it back on and my underwear. I felt him looking at me as I walked back out of the room. I feel like he knows that I don't like that he brought her up. I know he was upset about that guy but I wasn't really paying attention to him and I don't even know him. We probably won't even see him again. With Lauren it's different. He used to work her. He's even been on a date with her and she continues to come around. I sighed, walking into the kitchen where our food was. I grabbed what I ordered, setting it on the counter. I walked over to the fridge, pulling out a bottle of water then sitting down where I was before. As soon as I sat down I heard Louis walk in. I opened the box as I felt Louis wrap his arms around me. He kissed my cheek, "I'm sorry I brought her up, baby."
"I just don't like her."
"I know you don't."
"Has she tried to talk to you recently like since she was in your class when she wasn't supposed to be?"
"Yes."
"When?"
He mumbled, "A few days ago. I didn't answer. When I didn't answer she sent a text and I didn't answer that either."
"What did she say in the text?"
"She wanted to know if we could meet up somewhere."
I looked down, messing with my hands. I don't like how she keeps coming around. I wish she would stop. I want her to just leave him alone. I have a feeling that it's not going to happen. I sighed, "I want her to leave you alone."
"I know you do, baby. I want her to. I don't like knowing how upset she makes you."
"I have an idea for her to stop calling and texting you."
"Okay, what would that be, love?"
"You could get your number changed. She wouldn't have a way to try and talk to you then and Jace wouldn't be calling you anymore."
He nodded, "I can do that when we get home. I feel like Jace would just find my new number but it could take awhile."
"Well Lauren wouldn't be trying to talk to you anymore. Maybe she'll stay away then."
"Maybe. We're running out of ways for her to stay away, love."
"I know but maybe this one will work."
He kissed my cheek again before pulling away. I noticed him grab his food, sitting down next to me. I started eating when I felt him put his hand on my leg like he usually does while we ate. We both didn't really say anything while we ate. I'm happy we talked about the things we needed to talk about. I mean I kind of wish that he told me about Lauren trying to talk to him before I asked. I know I would have been upset either way. I've never disliked someone as much as I don't like her. I wish she would understand that Louis and are together. I mean even Niall understands that. I feel kind of bad for him. He's still so sweet to me and is always there for me when I need him when something happens between Louis and I. I know he has more feelings for me. I don't think I'll ever think of them like that. I mean we've been best friends for so long it's almost like he's the brother I never had. I mean we've basically grown up together. I love that Niall and I are still best friends though. I mean I know Louis isn't exactly happy about it but he knows Niall isn't going to try anything. I wouldn't let anything happen though. I love Louis too much to let anything happen. I know that I'm not myself when I'm not with him.
When I was done eating I noticed that Louis was already done. He was looking at me with a smirk playing on his lips. He pecked my lips, "Do you still want to go get some clothes and stuff to eat since I don't think we're making it home anytime soon?''
"Yeah, I mean I'm not sure how many people will deliver here with this weather."
He chuckled, "Probably none of them, love."
I leaned into him, kissing his cheek, "I love you."
He smiled, "I love you."
He leaned down, softly pecking my lips, "I still don't understand why you're still with me."
I grabbed his hand, intertwining our fingers, "Well because I love you, you treat me so much better than other guys have, and you make me happy."
"Really, baby?''
I nodded, "Yes, you've treated me better than any other guy that I've been on a date with and better than Sam did."
"Well maybe because you let me touch you unlike with him."
I pecked his lips, "True."
"I don't understand how I make you happy though."
"Well you do whatever you can to make me happy and I see it."
"I mean it seems like I mess things up a lot."
"It's not really you. It's Lauren when she comes around. I know better than to think that you would do something with her because I know you won't. It's just hard seeing her around you. I'm sorry I take it out on you."
"It's fine, baby. I don't mind it when you take it out on me. I know I'll make things right even when it's hard to."
I pecked his lips, "I'm sorry, I'm difficult at times."
He chuckled, "It's fine. I love you and I know I can be difficult at times too."
"I love you."
He pulled me over so that I was sitting on his lap, wrapping his arms around me. He kissed my cheek, "Maybe it's a good thing we're together."
"Because we're both difficult and not many people want to deal with that."
He chuckled, "Maybe but people do want to deal with us but they can't because we're already together."
"It sucks that they can't know yet."
"We're going to get to tell people soon enough, love."
"I know, I just don't know what people are going to say. I'm scared to know what my parents are going to say when they find out you're my teacher."
"Well they shouldn't care if you're happy with me."
"They should but didn't exactly like me moving in with you and they still think you're 19."
"They're going to find out I'm teacher eventually so when we tell everyone we're together they can find out about that."
"We still have time before all of that."
"I know but it's nice to think about."
"I know."
He kissed my cheek, "Let's get ready, love. I think it's starting to get worse outside."
I pecked his lips, moving off his lap. He intertwined our fingers as we walked into the bedroom. I'm starting to miss being home. It's been awhile since I've been there it feels like. I mean I got home and he wanted to come here. I grabbed his shirt that I wore here the other day and my jeans. I changed into them before turning around. I noticed that Louis was sitting on the bed already dressed. I walked over to him, standing between his legs. He put his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him. He started messing with the bottom of his shirt that I was wearing, "You look so sexy wearing my clothes."
"Really?"
He nodded, "Yes, I wish you would wear them more often."
"Maybe I will."
He smirked, "I brought another shirt like this if you want to wear it home tomorrow."
"Okay."
I leaned down, pecking his lips, "Let's go before we're not able to."
He handed me one of his jackets, putting it on. I wish I would have known it was going to snow. I would have brought a coat instead of one of his jackets. He put his other one on before intertwining our fingers. We walked out to his car when I noticed it was snowing harder than it was earlier. He handed me his keys, "Start the car, love. I just need to clean it off."
I pecked his lips, getting in. I started his car and after a few minutes he got in. He kissed my cheek, putting his hand on my leg like he usually does. I was still cold from just walking outside. I moved closer to him when I felt him squeeze my leg. I'm kind of happy that we're here though. I know we get to be open about being together to get stuff. I know if we were back home we would have to be careful and not get caught. I know no one around here knows who we are. I kissed his cheek while he was driving. I noticed him smile. About 15 minutes later he pulled into a plaza with a bunch of different stores. He kissed my cheek, "Let's go to the clothes store before we go to the grocery store.''
We got our clothes, putting them in the car before we went to the grocery store. We walked down an aisle when he wrapped his arm around me. I grabbed something, putting it in our basket when he kissed my cheek. He pulled me a little closer to him, moving his free hand down to my bum. He squeezed my bum. I looked up at him and noticed that he was smirking, "I like being able to go out like this and be open."
I can't help but smile, "Me too."
I do love him and It's nice being open about us at times. I know it's not very often that we get to do that. Maybe we can start being like this more often.