This is my first story. It's gonna be a congeries of One Shots about Louis & Eleanor's and Danielle & Liam's relationships. I just love these guys and their girls. They are just incredibly adorable.

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This is a oneshot about Eleanor and Louis.

Louis comes back from New Zealand and that's what happened. In my fantasy. :D

I DON'T own One Direction, but believe me, I own the character Hannah, and she'll be there more often! :)

'He comes back! Today he comes baaaaack!'

The door flew open and Eleanor ran, still in her pj's, into Hannah's room. She jumped at her best friend's bed and started to bounce up and down. Under her blanket Hannah growled. She raised her head and ran her hand through her messy, chestnut brown-reddish hair.

'What the -? Ellie, would you stop- Ellie. El! Eleanor! Eleanor Jane Calder, stop bouncing at my bed or I'm gonna beat the shit out of you!' she hissed at her brunet friend. Eleanor knew better then to upset her friend. The 17-year old German girl wasn't easy upset, she really wasn't. But in the morning she lost her temper really fast. 'Sorry.' Eleanor lied down and huddled next to Hannah under the blanket. 'But I'm so happy that Louis finally comes back.' She turned her face and stared into her friends dark blue eyes. 'You have no idea how much I missed him.' 'Actually I do. I share an apartment with you, remember?' Hannah answered smiling.

She knew how much Eleanor loved Louis, and she adored it. The way they looked at each other was just pure love. Hannah remembered the day, when Eleanor told her, that she met 'this guy'. She told her, that he was in some famous boy band, Hannah had sadly never heard of, which made her feel a little awkward. Eleanor was totally freaking out about this boy, staring at pictures of him in her classes. First, Hannah was a little suspicious, since El had a bad past with boys, but when she saw the way Louis looked at her best friend, she just couldn't stop smiling at the love in his eyes.

Eleanor sighed. 'Oh man. I never thought I'd miss him that much.' After some time where the two best friends just lied there talking, Eleanor gasped and jumped out of the king sized bed. 'Oh my god, I gotta get dressed!' She pulled Hannah with her out of the bed and pushed her into her own room. 'Ellie, what the heck are you doing?' Hannah groaned. 'You gotta help me picking out the perfect outfit!' 'Hasn't that time? I mean, I don't wanna be partyshitter, but I have been asleep like, 20 minutes ago and I'm still kinda tired so-' Eleanor made a puppy-dog pout. 'No, nooo you will not puppy-dog me.' Hannah said, looking away from her best friend. 'Hannaaaah…' Eleanor hugged her. 'When you love me you'll help me.' Hannah groaned annoyed. 'Oh, that's just low.' She looked at her friend. 'Urgh, fine.' Eleanor started bouncing again and ran into her room. Hannah muttered: 'I can't believe that I'm actually the younger one.'

'Soo, what do you think?' Eleanor came back into the room. Hannah's jaw dropped. 'Woow. Seriously… woow!' She was wearing a beautiful strapless dress, that complimented her long legs and her slight curves. It was dark blue and she was wearing one of her short jackets over it. She wore heels, not too high, and her hair was casually down in slight curls. She looked gorgeous.

'Really?' she said, smiling insecure. 'Ellie, you look beautiful. If I was a dude, I would wanna date you.' Hannah answered, smiling cheeky. 'Well, you don't have to be a dude.' Eleanor played along. They burst out into laughter. In a way, the girls were like Louis and Harry. Just female.

Eleanor's P.O.V.:

Danielle and I stood next to each other at the airport. "I'm so excited!" I squealed. Danielle smiled. She was wearing black skinny jeans and one of Liam's hoodies, that was way to big for her tiny body. She had her hair down and in her natural curls Liam loved so much. "Yeaah, me too. Just like the fans." Danielle answered and pointed outside the big window, where like a hundred girls with one direction posters stood. They were screaming and singing One Direction songs. It wormed my heart and I started to get hyper again. I can't believe how much I've actually missed my boyfriend. Suddenly, Danielle squeezed my hand tight. "There they are, oh my god, THERE THEY ARE!" she screeched, sounding like a fangirl. I turned around and then I saw him: His cheeky smile when he saw me and his big, baby blue eyes, the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. Without even realizing it I started running towards him, he opened his arms and I jumped into them. He caught me and spun me around. I held him as close as I could, my legs around his waist and breathed in his scent. I felt him chuckle softly. "God, I missed you so much." I mumbled against his neck. I felt how tears of joy made their way into my eyes. I'm no cry-baby, seriously, I never cry, I really have no idea what happened there. He held me even closer. "Yea, me too." He answered. Suddenly I realized, that the whole airport was staring at us. I unwrapped my legs from his waist and stood in front of him. Embarrassed I wiped away the tears that had been rolling down my cheeks. I heard Niall behind me: "Aaww, she cries." Zayn answered, his voice full of sarcasm: "Yea. How cute." Louis cupped my cheeks with his big, warm hands and kissed me full on the lips. I lied my arms back around his neck, closed my eyes and enjoyed the kiss.

After some moments, we heard someone clearing his throat. We broke the kiss and I turned to Zayn, who was standing there alone. Liam and Danielle were still in their own little world, whispering sweet things to while holding each other close, me and Louis stood there, hand in hand and Harry had tackled Niall to the ground and acted, like he hadn't seen him in ages, that means: kissing the laughing Irish boy's face and hugging him so hard, that he couldn't breath anymore, while fake crying things like: 'OH MY GOD, NIALL, FINALLY WE MEET AGAIN' and 'HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?'. We all stared at them until they realized it and finally stood up. 'Interesting, Harry, interesting.' Eleanor said, laughing. 'Yea. Since Hannah isn't here, I guess I have to hug Niall.' Harry answered, slightly disappointed, that his crush wasn't there to see him. Eleanor laughed. She knew, that Harry was chasing after her best friend, who showed absolutely no interest in the curly-haired boy, which was a huge turn on for him.

Zayn cleaned his throat again. 'Soo… we like… go?'

Outside Louis took my hand and we walked down the way to the car. The paparazzi and fans screamed his name, but he stared at his feet and guided me to the car. We sat down and the car started driving. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I lied my head against his chest. We sat there in a pleasant silence, just enjoying each others presence.

We got upstairs into his apartment and he fell at his bed, sighing in relief. He smiled cheeky up to me.

"Baby, want me to make the missing time up to you?" he said, wiggling his eyebrows. I grinned seductive and sat down at his lap. I pressed my lips at his. His tongue ran over my lower lip and I opened my mouth. Our tongues fought their fight while his hands pushed my dress up. I broke the kiss breathless and took it off. His eyes at my body felt like a soft touch. We kissed again while my hands opened his button-down shirt and I felt his erection grow between my legs. I 'accidentally' moved my butt over it. He moaned slightly while I grinned into the kiss. His hands suddenly grabbed my waist and he pushed me at my back with him over me. His lips trailed down my neck, to my collar bone. A moan escaped my mouth and I my eyes fluttered shut. My hands opened his pants and I slipped them with his boxers down his bum. I had to admit, that he had a really nice ass. He opened my bra and took it off, just like my soaking wet panties.

Suddenly he pushed two of his fingers into me. I painted sharply. He grinned lightly. 'You like that, huh?' he said, his voice husky. I nodded, unable to speak. His lips trailed down to my chest, kissing them softly. A moan escaped my mouth. His lips trailed on, down my stomach. He kissed my inner thigh, sending shivers up and down my whole body. 'Babe, you're so perfect.' He mumbled. Suddenly he pressed his lips at my clit and his tongue licked over it. I moaned loud out, arching my hip against his mouth.

After some time I pulled him up to me. 'Please.' I painted. He grinned at me, I could tell he loved hearing me begging for feeling him inside of me. 'Please what?' he teased. I groaned frustrated. 'Louis!' He acted all innocent. 'What do you want, Babe? Say it.' I bit my lip. He stared at me. Then his lips trailed down my neck, and he whispered: 'If you're not gonna say it, it won't happen. What do you want?' He nibbled my earlobe. That's when he got me. 'Louis, I want you to fuck me.' I mumbled. 'I want you to fuck me hard and fast. Now.' He smiled. 'Was that so hard?' Before I could answer, his lips were pressed against mine, as he pushed his massive dick inside of me. I moaned into his mouth. God, it felt so freaking good. He got faster and I knew that he had missed our sex just as much as I had. Painting, I ran my hands through his hair. His lips sucked at my neck and I moaned loudly.

"Oh god, Louis." I moaned. My legs wrapped themselves around his waist and I digged my fingernails into his shoulders. 'Jesus, I'm so close.' He pushed harder and I knew that he would come soon, just like me. He stared into my eyes, they were full of lust. My moans got louder and my nails scratched his back open. "OH MY GOD, LOUIIIIS!" I screamed as I came. In the next moment he moaned loud and spilled himself inside of me.

He leaned his forehead against mine, trying to catch his breath. My whole body felt like I would never be able to move again. I looked into his bright blue eyes, and he looked back, smiling. He pressed a soft peck at my lips, then he rolled down of my body. 'Babe, that was so awesome.' He lied down next to me, I rested my head at his chest and he wrapped his arm around my waist. 'Yes, it was.' I answered. Louis pressed his lips at my forehead, still panting. I closed my eyes and sighed softly. This moment was just perfect. HE was perfect. I ran my hand playfully up and down his toned chest as we lay there in total silence.

"God, I love you." I mumbled.

We had never said it to each other before. But right now, the moment was so perfect. He was there, after I had missed him more then ever, and I knew, that I loved him.

I felt him stiff lightly in surprise and for a moment I was scared, that he wouldn't say it back. But then he answered: "I love you, too. More then you'll ever know." And I knew, that he meant it. I couldn't stop myself from smiling. I looked up at him and pressed my lips at him and we started a hot making-out scene, whispering those three words to each other again and again.

I know, that some one direction fans wouldn't like the idea of us lying there and telling us that we love each other, but I didn't care. Because he loves me, not Hannah or anyone else.

I love him. He loves me. Deal with it.