Chapter 11

****Louis’s POV****

Immediately after Noelle left, I broke. I stood up, flipped the couch and broke everything within my reach. I pulled on the hair in my scalp and yelled out angrily. I ran to the bathroom, splashing water on my face to calm down and then stared at myself in the mirror.

“Why in the f*****g hell would you kiss her?!” I screamed, fist colliding with the mirror sending shards of glass everywhere. I didn’t bother removing the shards in my hand and I didn’t bother to clean up the extraordinary mess I’d made. I paced the living room floor as I continually reminded myself how stupid I’d been. I was just making everything ten times harder for myself by letting petty, probably unrealistic, feelings get in my way. I was just stressed out, and why I was stressed I filled with lust. I had to keep my head straight and remember what I was sent to do. And that reminded me of Noelle. I was too overwhelmed with thoughts when she suddenly left; and now I had no idea where she was. Not that it was a problem to find her, but still; who knew what she was up to. I grumbled, looking around the broken furniture for my jacket. I threw it on and started to locate Noelle. I found her at a local bar and regardless of only being there a short amount of time, she was already under the influence. She was stumbling around the bar and I groaned.

“Hey,” I said, grasping her arm before she fell over.

“What’re you doin’?” she slurred, frowning at me and trying to get out of my grasp.

“No!” she cried and I gritted my teeth and glared at her.

“What do you want to do then?” I snapped, looking around the oddly lame bar. She pointed to the bar and I rolled my eyes, but decided I could use a drink. I guided her to the bar and set her on the bar stool. The bartender slid us a few drinks and I looked at Noelle who was squinting at me.

“What are you doing?” I asked with a frown.

“I thought nobody else could see you,” she tilted her head and I laughed with a shrug.

“I’m a supernatural being, Noelle,” I smirked, holding up my shot glass and she rolled her eyes very overdramatically. She hit her glass against mine, taking her shot and looking at me unimpressed as I downed mine as well.

“I’m mad at you,” she blurted, pushing her finger into my shoulder. I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrows as I ordered us more drinks. If Noelle wanted to drink; I was going to get her so drunk she’d never want to drink again.

“Why are you mad at me?” I asked and I saw her eyes swelling up with tears.

“You took advantage of me liking you and you just kissed me and then you ignored me and pretended it didn’t happen and that was just...it wasn’t very nice!” she cried, and I was surprised for a moment. I didn’t know if it was just drunk her being all emotional,it was my first time seeing her drunk after all, or if she was genuinely serious about liking me.

“You like me?” I asked, pointing to myself and she groaned, taking two more shots and wiping her eyes.

“You said it was obvious!” she yelled and all I could do was stare at her.

“And you kissed me,” she continued and I ran my hand through my hair and took a deep breath.

“And that grey v-neck,” she groaned and I couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit at her ramblings. I took her hands in mine and she looked at me; drunk glaze in her eyes.

“This isn’t the right time for you to fall in love with me,” I spoke, hoping she could sense the desperation and sincerity in my voice. She just stared at me and tears filled her eyes again. I hated to hurt her, but she was already in danger when I was with her, and having her develop feelings for me was completely out of the question at the moment.

“Hey, it’s alright. I’m still your guardian though, right?” I quickly recovered, hoping she’d spring back, and she did, but I could still sense the hurt inside of her.

“Let’s go back to your house. I’ll buy us some beer and we can order pizza and watch movies or whatever,” I suggested and she shrugged as I helped her out of the stool. I wrapped my arm around her waist and walked her home.

****Noelle’s POV****

I woke up feeling groggy and slightly ill and found myself in the living room. The TV was and illuminating the room. I scanned the room to find empty pizza boxes and beer lying around. I was still drunk, I could feel it, but I could at least comprehend where I was. I moved slightly, but I froze the moment I realized I was laying ON somebody. I lifted my eyes and saw it was Louis. He was watching the TV, but didn’t seem to notice I was awake. He took a deep breath and he brought his hand down, slowly running it through my hair. I swallowed hard, and I looked up at him.

“What’s going on?” I asked, sitting up and Louis seemed to hold me for a moment, but he released me. He yawned, rubbing his eyes and he smirked. I felt my heart drop...what had I done?

“After I finally was able to get you out of that dumb bar, you kept complaining about how you were mad at me and you kept trying to kiss me,” he grinned and I closed my eyes and quickly turned away from him. He laughed a little, stretching a bit.

“I’m only kidding, Noelle,” he said, touching my hand and I heaved a sigh of great relief.

“We came back here and we drank beer, ate pizza, you got sick a few times, and then you insisted on laying on me, now that part is actually true and you were just too darn adorable drunk for me to deny you,” he smiled smugly and I rolled my eyes, standing up and wobbling a bit.

“What time is it?” I asked and Louis shrugged. I looked at my phone, taking a minute for my eyes to adjust. It was four in the morning. I yawned, holding my head as I walked to the kitchen and started chugging water. I walked back over to the couch, sitting down and looking at the cheesy infomercial on the TV.

“That’s what you’re watching?” I smiled and he shrugged.

“We were watching horror movies, at your request of course, but then it all just changed to this crap,” Louis grumbled, and I rolled my eyes.

“What happened at the bar?” I asked, scared to know what I did while I was there.

“Well, I got you pretty fucked up. You said you were mad at me because you liked me and I ignored you after I kissed you and then we came back here,” he said, not meeting my eyes and I felt myself getting warm. I wet my lips and scratched at my head.

“I am telling the truth,” he confirmed and I felt like an idiot. I shouldn’t have ever gotten drunk around Louis.

“I’m, uh, really sorry about, er, all of that,” I whispered and he took my hand and squeezed it.

“Nothing to be sorry about,” he flashed me a smile and I felt slightly relieved in a way.

“Also, Noelle, you owe me a new shirt,” he said, glaring a bit at me. I bit my lips hoping he wasn’t going to confirm what I was already thinking.

“Please tell me I didn’t-”

“You threw up on me,” he finished my thought and I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Uh, yeah of course. I’ll definitely get you a new shirt,” I sighed, feeling like a complete bimbo.

“Regardless of the absolute mess that you are, dear Noelle, it was a fun night. I enjoyed seeing you loosen up and not be such a damn smart a*s to me all the time,” he grinned and I felt my cheeks heating up at a rapid rate.

“Well, I’m glad me being a mess has entertained you. I’m going to go back to sleep now,” I said softly, standing up, but Louis grasped my wrist. I looked down at him and he chewed on his lip.

“This might be a long shot and it might sound absolutely ludicrous, but why don’t you continue sleeping on top of me?” he asked very quietly. I was at a loss for words and became instantly flustered.

“I, uh, well I’m sure, er, that I’m not, uh, very comfortable to have, uh, crushing you,” I stammered, trying to find the words. Louis took a deep breath and chuckled softly.

“Not at all, but if you’d be more comfortable in your room then I will not be offended,” he replied and I stood there, his hand wrapped around my wrist and trying to figure out what I would rather do. I’m almost sure that I decided to go back to sleep in Louis’s arms because I was drunk; or at least that was what I was going to tell him and myself…

Author's Note

Haven't been working on this story a lot lately. This is all I have done. Hopefully this weekend or upcoming week I'll get some more chapters out! Just trying to get a feel for Nouis/Loelle?

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[theHobbit]

This is a really cool chapter. We get to see a little bit more character development for both Louis and Noelle. Please keep writing!!! This is a really cool story and I can't wait to read the next chapter!!!! :)