-Skylar's POV-

I sat on the floor by my bedroom door for what seemed like hours. The cold wooden floor kept me wide awake. Time flew by slow and every second killed me. Every waking moment I laid there I felt my heart crumble and disintegrate into a million pieces. I should be dead, yet I still felt all the pain inside me reminding me it was all really happening.

I brushed the remaining of my tears away and decided to unpack everything I had brought to keep myself busy and forget about the situation that just happened. I went towards my bag that was laying next to my bed. I picked it up and set it on my bed and opened it. I took several pairs of clothing out and neatly hung them in the small rectangular closet that was on the left corner of the room.

Their was a mirror hanging from one of the sliding closet doors, I took a quick glance at my reflection; my eyes had a tint of red mixed with pink in them from the tears I had let out. You could tell I had cried for a long time but my eyes should be back to normal in a matter of minutes. My hair looked a bit messy but everything else seemed okay and normal.

I headed back to my bag and took out a couple of black sketchbooks I had brought from home. I set them on the silver nightstand that was located to the right of my bed. I took a pencil pouch that had all my drawing supplies in it and set it on top of my sketchbooks. I grabbed all my art supplies and set them inside the first drawer.

I took about 8 pairs of boxer briefs and set them in the second drawer, I needed to buy more clothes because what I had was not going to last. I put my iPhone and iPod on the top of the nightstand. I took out my charger and plugged it next to the nightstand and plugged my iPhone in. I then shoved the bag in the closet and slid the doors close. I looked around and I liked the room I had received. I then noticed a flat screen TV hanging from the wall next to the door. I looked around for the remote and I found it on the ground by the nightstand. I figured it must have fallen at some point, I picked it up and set it next to my phone.

Now I had nothing to do and everything was coming back to me slowly. I tried to forget about it but I couldn't. The thing that stood out he most though was Louis. The tight grip he had on me and the way he always acts when the hag is here. I mean it only happened twice but still what's his deal? I had to confront him and it had to be now. I made my way to my door and walked quickly towards his room on the other side of the apartment.

As I made my way across the apartment I saw no one in sight and to be honest I was kind of happy. I didn't want to see that hag cause if I did I'd probably punch the fuck out of her... and then go to jail. If I were to see Niall though I would probably cry my eyes out again and confess everything to him. I was almost at Louis door and I decided to let out all my anger out on Louis, even though he might not fully deserve it.

I was standing in front of his door and I took a deep breath. I gave the wooden door a hard knock and I braced myself for a possible fight. I waited for a couple seconds before I heard the doorknob turn, quickly followed by the door opening. I saw Louis standing with his hand still on his doorknob. As soon as he saw me a smile grew on his face.

"Want to come in?" his voice was gentle and nothing like the Louis I've encountered before.

I didn't respond I simple walked in and closed the door. I faced him once more and got ready to let my anger out on him.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM WITH ME? I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING TO YOU AND YOU KNOW I LIKE NIALL YET YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME FEEL LIKE CRAP WHEN THAT HAG IS HERE. SERIOUSLY WHAT'S YOUR FUCKING PROB-" my shouting was caught off when Louis hands grabbed my wrist and pushed me against the door. He held my wrist above my head and I was bracing myself for a beat down of some sort but that was far from what I received. I felt Louis' warm delicate lips connect with mine, his harsh yet sweet kisses threw me out of my mind. I couldn't believe this was happening but all I did was kiss him back. I didn't know why I didn't stop and to be honest I really didn't want to.

-Louis' POV-

My thoughts had gone crazy since I first saw him. Yeah, I've played it cool but in my mind everything was hectic. I felt bad for sounding and being a dick to Skylar. He didn't deserve it, yet I still did it. I always let my jealousy take over me when he was around. It made me angry that he liked Niall and not me. I mean I'm good looking, I'm older and I'd actually give him a chance.

At this moment all I could feel was Skylar's cotton like lips that sent warm sensations through out my body. I remember seeing him standing in front of my door and I couldn't help but to smile at him. Next thing I heard was his sweet voice turning harsh and giving out an anger vibe. I wanted him to stop screaming at me cause I really didn't have a problem with him and to be honest I kind of started falling for him. So I grabbed his wrists and slammed him against my door and locked lips with him.

It's weird how in less then two days everything can change in One Direction.

I kissed him for as long as I could before I had to catch my breath. I laid my forehead against his and I felt both of us trying to catch our breath. I felt his warm breath against my moist lips. It sent a sizzling feeling down to my stomach and I couldn't help but to reconnect our lips once more. I slid my tongue inside his mouth. First licking his lips to ask for entrance and then connecting tongues once he let me in. His taste couldn't be described in words but if I had to choose one I would say it was "unique".

My hands trailed down to his waist and then I slid them inside his shirt. I felt up and down and his sides before I shifted them towards the middle to unbutton his trousers.

-Skylar's POV-

I couldn't believe I had let him kiss me for this long. Once I felt his tongue lick my lips I couldn't help but let him in. Both our tongues connected and we tasted one another. He tasted like mint-covered strawberries, minty yet sweet. His hands touched me all over before I felt him unbutton my jeans. I didn't process it very well at first but then he stopped kissing me and he swiftly took his shirt off and threw it on the ground by his bed. He reached and grabbed the bottom of my shirt and starting pulling it off. He raised it enough to expose my belly button and that's when I thought about Niall and I just couldn't push myself to do this with Louis.

"Stop," I said in a low voice. Louis didn't listen though he tried pulling my shirt again but I quickly grabbed his hands with my own and pushed them away. "I said STOP," I repeated louder this time and I saw regret flash through his mossy green eyes.

"I'm sorry," Louis' voice was tender and really sweet and I just knew he really meant it but at this moment I just couldn't handle it anymore, this was just too much for one day. I opened the door and practically ran off to me room. I heard Louis say something but it sounded like a whisper by the time he spoke.

-Louis' POV-

"Please don't leave," were my last words as Skylar ran out of my room. I didn't want it to get this far but it had and there was nothing I could do to change that. I closed my door gently and then picked up my shirt that was on the floor next to my bed. I slipped it back on and began to think of possible ways to fix this mess I had gotten myself in.

-Skylar's POV-

I had been in my room for about ten minutes and I had finally chilled enough to process everything for like the zillion times in one day. I heard a knock on my door and I automatically though it was Louis and boy was I not looking forward to seeing him anytime soon. I made my way across the wooden floor while I buttoned up my jeans that Louis had undone a while ago. I braced myself for a possible make out cession with Louis, which I can't say I would fully deny. He was a very good kisser after all. I opened the door and was surprised to find out it wasn't Louis standing a few inches from me.