Louis Tomlinson Preferences

142.) Star Gazing

I smiled at Louis, kissing his cheek as we laid on the bed of the truck staring up at the sky. Louis had surprised me with a date up to the mountains, stopping at a peak so we could look at this stars. Of course, he had set up the back with blankets and pillows to make sure we were both comfy. I laid my head on his chest, our fingers intertwined staring at the moon and stars. "Lou...the stars look so beautiful tonight," I whispered and looked up at him, smiling. He smiled back, thumb rubbing over the back of my hand, "not as beautiful as you, (y/n), my baby," he whispered making me giggle. "Stooooop it Louis," I said nuzzling into his neck making him laugh. He sipped some wine he brought for us, letting me take a sip as well. We laid there pointing out the constellations we saw, staying as close to each other as possible.