The Hidden Chapters

Plot Twist Part 2 *Lindsey & Louis

Lindsey’s POV

Louis and I laugh hysterically and I hit the send button. Honestly we’re brilliant! All we had to do was search ‘positive pregnancy test’ on Google, then save an image. Then send it to Lexi, of course.

Her, pregnant? I don’t believe it. She’s the ‘responsible’ one. Almost like a female version of Liam.

So here we are, sitting side by side in the tent, which is shielding us from the wilderness just outside. We had just got everything set up, since we arrived late. All because Louis couldn’t decide on what to pack- the feminine bastard.

“I wish we could see their reactions!” Louis says, biting his lip. God when he does that does he realize he’s driving my hormones crazy? Sure, we’ve gotten drunk and had sex a few times. In fact, we have yet to be sober one night…

But what absolutely no one knows is that he cheated on Harry with me a few weeks ago. After that drunken mistake, things were awkward. But of course alcohol soon fixed the problem and we just had sex a few more times…

“Earth to Lindsey.” His hands swipe the air in front of my face, getting my attention once more. “What are you thinking about so intently?”

Well, since honesty is the best policy…

“Sex.”

His eyebrows go up a bit, but he controls his reaction. “What about it?”

“How I need more of it.” I smirk.

“Why are we still talking then, love?”

He pushes me over and we land amongst the sleeping bags, him looming over me with a hungry smile. As his lips land fiercely against mine, I can’t help but let out a moan. Then our tongues have a small battle for dominance, one that I lose pretty quickly. He helps me tug his shirt off.

My nails rake over his abs, my mind spinning. I want to savor every detail.

He takes off my shirt and stares at my chest, seeming to be memorizing every detail of my body. Then he leans down close and kisses my neck.

“You’re perfect, Lindsey.”

I give a nervous giggle that reminds me of Kaylen. Ugh. Since when have I turned into that giggling bimbo? (A/N: Just kidding, I love you, Kaylen!) So I push that aside and we get to work at removing the rest of our clothes.

“Do you have a condom?” I ask before we get too carried away.

“I never use condoms.” He says, a bit taken back. My eyes widen.

“Never?”

He shakes his head, then continues biting at the soft flesh on my throat. I don’t even want to think about how much make-up I’ll need to cover those up! His hands hold onto my waist and he thrusts himself inside me. I can’t help but give a moan of pleasure.

“I love you, babe.” He says, before continuing. I’m too in the moment to really process his words. Love? Like…actual stinking love? The thought of love would normally worry me, but this is Louis Tomlinson! His words make the moment even better- if that’s possible!

My hands pull his lips to never leave mine. His teeth pull at my bottom lip, driving me crazy. I moan his name with each thrush, loving the fact that he’s quite literally ‘loving’ me at the moment. And I’ll remember everything later. His tan skin smells spicy, and I release his hair so my hands can explore his muscular back and hips as he gives me his all.

“I love you, Louis.” I say after he releases.

“You mean it?” He asks. I find the question pointless. Hadn’t letting him fuck me prove it? But I answer him seriously.

“Absolutely.” I even give him an extra sweet kiss to prove it. But then he bites my lip again and we’re swept into the moment once more…

“Camping is overrated anyway.” I laugh. After the second time we had sex, we’d heard noises outside the tent and got worried someone had found us. Probably just because we’ve both watched too many horror films in our life times. So we loaded everything into his Range Rover and found the nearest market to buy food.

He leaves me to get soda as he gets a frozen pizza to bake as soon as we get to his flat. My eyes wonder down the choices and I settle on classic cola. Then curiosity really gets me and I find a small box.

“What are you up to-” Louis’ seductive voice says behind me. But then he sees what I’m holding besides the cola and his voice turns into one of concern. “Do you think you are?”

I shrug and we don’t talk until we arrive at his luxurious flat. Immediately, I find my way to the bathroom and pee on the damn stick. All the times we had sex, I thought he had enough common sense to use a condom…I had been to drunk to remember one or care if one was used.

“LOUIS!” I yell when the little blue plus sign appears. It seems like our little joke to Harry and Lexi is no longer a joke.

“I love you, Lindsey. Really. We can figure this out, no matter how crazy it is.” He promises me, wrapping his arms around me. I let the stick drop into the trash bin and I turn to bury my face in his chest.

I can’t even hate the fact that I’m pregnant, because it’s his child. And anything that has to do with Louis is wonderful.

Absolutely everything.