|| "Louis...where are you taking me?" He had his hands over your eyes and was leading you somewhere you two could be alone.
"It's a surprise, (y/n)," he says. You thought this was quite strange since he's never really done something like this before.
"You're not taking me somewhere secluded so you can kill me...are you Louis?" It was a reasonable question to ask. And besides, you were curious.
"Of course not, love. What makes you think of such silly things?" You two stop walking, but Louis doesn't remove his hands from your eyes.
"It's just...you've never done this before, Louis. And I'm getting kind of curious that you're hiding something from me." He laughs.
"I'm not hiding anything from you, (y/n). I just wanted to spend time with you...without the other lads around." You hear him sigh. You knew the exact reason why you were actually out here.
"You don't have to get jealous, Louis...they just want to be my friends."
"Oh they want to be more than that!" You hear the anger in his voice and it scares you.
"Boobear..." you start to say to soothe him.
"I'm sorry, (y/n). I shouldn't have shouted at you." He removes his hands from your eyes and you see that you're standing on a dock. At the end of the dock was a small row boat.
"Louis...what are we doing here?" you ask. He grabs your hand and begins pulling you towards the boat.
"I just thought we could...I don't know, have a nice peaceful ride on the lake. Is that alright with you, (y/n)?" You nod your head since you really couldn't say no; you didn't know where you were. Louis climbs into the row boat first and then helps you.
He begins to row the boat away from the dock. You had to admit that it was peaceful; just you and him. Ducks would just sit on the water as you pass by them in the boat. You would look over the side of the row boat to see the fish or to watch the sunlight dance off the water.
Then out of nowhere, Louis pushes the oars to the row boat into the water; leaving you both stranded in the middle of the lake.
"Louis...why did you just do that?" you ask with a bit of fear in your voice.
"So I can do this." He scoots forward, takes your face in his hands and softly kisses your lips.
"What does dropping the oars over the side of the boat have to do with you kissing me, Louis?"
Then before you could get another word out, Louis throws you into the water.
"Louis!" Your scream echoes off the lake.
"(y/n)!" he mimics.
"Get me out of this filthy lake water now!" He chuckles and holds out his hand for yours. Instead of letting him help you back into the boat, you pull him into the water. "Payback," you laugh.