(Modern AU)
(Playboy Louis AU)
Had this idea for another character I write about but I thought it would be cute for Louis soooo here you go
Slight NSFW warning? I guess?
It's not very holy I can tell you that much...
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Louis and I had known each other for about 6 months now. We weren't best friends but we were very close. I guess it doesn't help that I have a massive crush on him but it was so wrong. He was the biggest play boy I've ever met. He always has someone to text or someone to call. Wether it's side chick number 1 or side chick number 73. It's pretty annoying actually. When I'm so so infatuated with him but he wouldn't even see me as a side chick number 432. I rolled my eyes at the thought every time. I was actually interested in him as a real human being, like caring about his feelings and shit, and he would rather go out with an airhead than me.

It was a constant internal dilema I faced. Wondering if he will ever like me back. Or if he will ever just shoot me down and put me out of my misery now. I would prefer the primary option but either one works really.

We walked up his driveway as we got back from the coffee shop just down the street from his house. He opened the garage door with his free hand and I saw a shiny black bike parked on the left side.
"Yo! You didn't tell you owned a motorcycle!"
"Why would I? It's not really important."
"I don't know. I think it's cool. I personally would not own a motorcycle but I respect the people who do. It's dope."
"Wanna ride with me?"
"No! No way!" I shook my head in fear.
"Come on! It's fine! It'll be fun."
"No way! I'm not doing it."
"I'll give you my donut!"
He waved his bag in front of me and I sighed heavily.
"FINE! One ride that's it!"
"That's what they all say."
"EW! YOU NASTY!"
I hit him over the head and he laughed as I put my coffee down. He threw me a helmet and got on his bike. He started it up and shouted over the revving for me to get on.
I nodded and got on behind him.
"Hold onto my waist." He commanded still shouting.
"No way!"
"You're gonna fall off if you do. Hold onto my waist or you'll get hurt."
"No!" Louis jerked the bike forward a smidge and I reflexively grabbed onto his waist.
"Did you really think I was gonna let you get hurt?" He chuckled as he liked back at my desperation.
"Probably yeah. There's a lot of things I don't know about you." I stated as he started to take off and pull out of the driveway.
"Like what?"
"Like why you're such a player. Or why you hang out with me more than anyone else but you have literally dozens of other people who would do anything for you. Or why you're so completely and totally brainless and you own a motorcycle."
"Wow... all very judgmental questions if you ask me."
"Whatever loser."
"Just hold on and enjoy the ride."
"We got out onto an open road which caused Louis to drive faster. A small panic in my chest set in which caused me to hold Louis tighter. I rested by head on his shoulder and felt the wind knock back my jacket. It brushed against my cheek and my bare hands that were covering Louiss chest.
I enjoyed the ride as I felt the breeze pick up and slow down when we changed speed. I felt my heart flutter at the freedom of being on a motorcycle. I felt a little badass too not gonna lie.

We made it back home without any casualties... thank god... and Louis handed me his donut.
"There you go. A promise is a promise."
"Pleasure doing business with you." I said as I took the bag from his hand.
I took it out of the bag and started eating as we talked.
"So do you really question why we hang out all the time?" He asked out of the blue.
"Of course I do. Don't you?"
"Not really. I enjoy your company. It's refreshing."
"Refreshing?" I asked as I took a sip of my coffee.
"Yeah. You're just different from everyone else. You don't wait on me hand and foot. You tell me things straight, not scared to upset me. You are genuine and not scared to be who you are. It's almost unheard of for the rest of my friends."
"Umm that's just called being normal. Your friends are freaks. And are they really even your friends or are they all just a list of side chicks?"
"And that too! What makes you think I'm a player."
"Because you are a player."
"No im not!"
"Then why do you have so many girls in your contacts?"
"Friends!"
"Oh mhm... 'friends'." I mocked.
"They are! Here! Take my phone and list off any person. I will be honest if they are a thing."
"Addison."
"Cousin."
"Charlotte"
"Friend since first grade."
"Clem."
"Brothers wife"
"Ruby."
"Moms sister."
"Carolina?"
"My insurance agent."
"Stephanie."
"That one... that's a thing. Met her at a club. Found out she was boarder line psycho. Never talked to her again."
"Damn..."
I continued to look through his phone but I didn't read off any names. I kinda started to feel guilty for all my accusations and false narratives.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Louis said from nothing.
"What?" I asked as I looked up.
"I'm glad you enjoyed this morning."
"I was definitely terrified half the time I was on that bike."
"I wasn't talking about the bike. I was talking about me. Holding me. You enjoyed it."
"Definitely not. That was to save my ever crying soul."
"So what was the head resting? And the smelling me? And the hand movements on my chest?"
I didn't know what to say so I looked down. For a second I forgot I even had a crush on him. He stepped closer to me and pinned me in between his bike and him.
"Admit it. You like me. It's fine. I don't bite..." he leaned into my ear "too hard. Unless you want me to."
My spine tingled and I couldn't help but look at him.
I looked into his eyes and I could see his eyes shift from my eyes to my lips.
"If you're gonna kiss me just do it." I spoke. Without a seconds hesitation he pulled me to him and kissed me hard. I could feel his entire body pressed onto mine and I realised what was happening. My dreams were coming true.
His hands made their way to my waist and his large hands wrapped around my sides. His fingers gently rubbed up and down the small of my back and it sent tingles up my spine. I could feel my face flush and I knew this was what I wanted.
Without a warning Louis picked me up and sat me on his bike while he continued to kiss me.
I couldn't believe this was happening. I was... making out with Louis on his motor cycle. I was making out... with Louis... on his motorcycle....
There are so many things about that sentence that I would have never guessed.

Louis started to move his hand down to my thigh and he squeezed the inside of it gently. I could tell he was a man who liked to touch. Not even in an inappropriate way but just liked to feel his partner.
"Louis." I softly said, which more came out like a moan rather than a phrase.
He smirked when he heard my cry and decided to press his body in between my thighs closer to me. My core started to tingle. My legs started to shake slightly and I knew I was wanting more than I originally thought. My lips started to become sore and my nerves were becoming overstimulated. I broke away from him and rested my hands on his chest. I buried my face into his neck and breathed heavily. He rubbed my back and kept his other hand on my inner thigh.
"I told you you liked me." He chuckled as he whispered into my ear, my head still buried in his shoulder.
"You didn't have to tell me for me to know." I whispered back.
I lifted my head and moved my gaze to his eyes.
"Does this mean I get to be one of your side chicks?"
He just rolled his eyes and I laughed.
"Okay okay sorry, I'm sorry. Old, bad joke. I get it."
I laughed at him.
He started to tickle my sides and I giggled violently as he made my sides hurt.
"Stop it! That tickles!" I squeaked.
He stopped and kept his hands wrapped around my waist and I let my giggles die down as the tingle in my sides started to dull.
"Come on." He flicked his head to the direction beside him "give me one more kiss for good luck. Then we can go do whatever you want."
I leaned up and gave him a quick kiss on his lips. He hummed in happiness and I got off of his bike.
"Let's go watch a movie."
I grabbed his hand and pulled him inside to watch a movie.