Taylor's POV
I opened my eyes to see Louis was gone again. I sighed and sat up, looking out the window. It snowing so much I couldn't even tell if it was day or night.
I got up shivering and grabbed my hoodie. I threw it on over my pajamas and started searching for Lou again. I looked at the clocked while I checked the living room and it was 10am. Thank The Lord I actually slept for more then an hour.
I heard a faint crying in the kitchen and slowly crept in. Lou was sitting at the table with his head in his hands, weeping.
"Lou?" I said as I walked closer to him. I sat in the chair next to him and he looked at me.
"What's wrong?" I asked him in a tone that was nice and calm.
"M-my m-mum l-lost the b-babies," he stuttered crying.
His mum was due with twin girls in April. The crash must have killed them. Lou was so excited to be a big brother again and now he won't be. The poor thing.
"Lou, I'm so sorry," I said and suddenly hugged him, making him jump before hugging me back.
"Th-thanks Tayt-Tay," he stuttered and cried into my shoulder.
"I know what it's like," I said.
He pulled out of the hug and looked at me confused.
"To be so excited to have another sibling and have it stripped away from you in the blink of an eye," I clarified.
"How?" he asked.
"In the crash, my mother was pregnant. She was supposed to have triplets. Boys. They were born premature. They only lived for two hours after the crash before their hearts gave out," I said, tearing up a little.
"I'm sorry. At least now we both have been through so much misery we can comfort each other, knowing what they are going through," he said.
"Yea but Lou we shouldn't have to. I just want something to go right for once. I want less misery and less things to cry about. I want to be happy. It's hard to be with all these obstacles," I said, standing up and going to the window which I couldn't see through what so ever.
Lou got up and walked over to me and snaked his arms around my waist.
"But we can get past the obstacles. Just keep your priorities straight and don't give up and we will get past everything in our path," he in-forced.
I looked at him and wiped away his tears and leaned in to kiss him. He in no way avoided the kiss. It was long and slow, full of passion. It was a little wet since we were both crying but it was perfect despite that.
When he pulled out, we both looked each other in the eye, thinking he same thing: we wanted more.
He kissed me again and picked me up, swinging my legs around him. I unbuttoned his shirt and he unzipped my jacket. He carried me into the bedroom and I tore his shirt off, making us both laugh.
He laid me down on the bed and pulled my shirt off. I unzipped his jeans and he pulled of my pajamas. Time for some action.
Within an hour, we were laying in bed next to each other, cuddling. Our naked bodies glowing. We both decided that we needed to get dressed cause of the cold. We put pajamas on and the power began to flicker.
Then, the room was pitch black.
"Damn it," I whispered.
I felt Lou's hand grab mine, reassuring that I was still there. We used our phones as flashlights until we had candles lit and lanterns on around the flat.
I heard a knock at the door and opened it, revealing Harry, Ashley, Niall, Mackenzie, Zayn, Perrie, Liam and Danielle.
"Can we come in?" they asked.
I nodded and lead them in. Lou walks over toward us.
"What's going on?" he asked.
Everyone started hugging Lou.
"We heard about the car crash and your sisters. We are all so sorry Lou," Zayn said and everyone agreed.
Lou looked toward the floor in tears and I grabbed his hand and whispered in his ear, "Like you said, we can get passed the obstacle".
He nodded and blinked back every tear and looked back up at everyone.
Everyone sat down and it got really cold. I started shivering.
"Cold Luv?" Lou asked.
I nodded. He went in our room and grabbed a blanket, which was still warm from our fun morning.
"Th-thanks," I said through chattering teeth as he wrapped around me, just as the night we moved in together.
"Got more blankets?" Perrie asked.
Lou went in the other room and grabbed blankets and handed then out to everyone one who needed one, leaving the rest in a pile.
Perrie motioned for me to come into the other room and I did. Neither of us could stand each other. She treated me like shit and I never knew why.
"What?" I asked with some sass once we were in my room, away from everyone.
"Look, you are just putting Louis through hell. Ever since you two hooked up all this bad shit has happened. So, instead of suffering, you guys are gonna split," she demanded.
"You can't make me do a thing Perrie," I said firmly.
She punched me in the jaw and when she tried to get in a second hit, I caught her fist about six inches from my face.
"Don't fuck with me," I said and released her fist, only to have her kick me in the stomach, causing me to hunch over in pain.
"The feeling's mutual," she said and threw me so I hit my head on the wall and hit the ground. I felt a little blood but just a little. I stood up and she grabbed a vase. She chucked it at my head. She aimed way too low and hit me in the stomach.
I heard the door open and Louis and Zayn came into the room. I grabbed a rag that was on the floor and pressed it to my head. I took it off after a moment and it wasn't bleeding too bad.
Zayn grabbed Perrie and dragged her out of the room and Louis grabbed me. Both of them were very pissed and so was I.
"What the fuck happened?" Louis asked me very pissed off.
"Perrie told me to breakup with you and I said that she wasn't the boss of me and she beat the shit outta me," I explained, starting to get dizzy from the beating.
"Perrie? Is this true?" Zayn asked just as pissed as Louis.
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't," she said slyly.
"IT IS! Oh and thanks for the gash in my fucking head!" I said and Lou made sure he had a grip on me incase I tried going after Perrie, Zayn doing the same thing to her.
"Your welcome. Oh and I am right. All your doing is causing him trouble and misery. Just split up already," she said.
I bit my tongue and nearly charged. Lou pulled me away and took me in the bathroom to probably scold me.
He grabbed the rag from my hand and ran it under some of the hot water we still had. He pressed it against my head and I winced.
He never said a word. He just focused on my gash. Silence is not my favorite thing.
"Aren't you gonna say something?" I asked, breaking the uneasy silence.
"Like what?" he asked.
"I don't know. Yell at me for getting in a fight. Hate me for not fighting back. I don't know," I rambled.
"Although I am mad at you for getting in a fight, I am proud of you for standing your ground. You didn't give in. I may not be too happy with you, but I'm not too mad either," he admitted.
I gave him a small smile, and he smiled back.
"Can I tell you something?" he asked.
"Of course Lou," I informed him.
"Sometimes Perrie can be a bit if a bitch," he whispered really quietly.
I smiled and he laughed.
"I can 100% agree with you," I said.
He moved the rag off my head and went into the medicine cabinet. He pulled out gauze and cotton padding.
He pressed down with the cotton and used medical tape and gauze to patch up the side of my head the best he could in candle light.
He guided my out of the bathroom and Perrie was sitting in the corner alone.
"I put Perrie in "time out" for a while. You ok?" Zayn asked.
"I'm fine," I said.
I went and sat down by Ashley and Mak (Mackenzie).
"So what happened?" Mak asked.
"What did she do?" Ashley asked.
I explained the battle to them and they were shocked.
"Wait, you caught her fist? How is that possible?" Ashley asked.
"I've done it before. I can show you. Taylor punch me in the face," Mak said.
"What? No that's just weird," I said laughing.
"C'mon. Just do it," Ashley encouraged.
"What the hell," I said and went to punch her and she caught my fist about seven inches before it made contact with her face.
"Like that?" Mak asked me.
"Yep," I said.
"Sweet! How do you do that?" she asked fascinated.
"I took karate for a while. I'm a fifth generation black belt," I said.
She nodded and then, the power came back on and the heater kicked in.
"Ahhhh...... sweet sweet warmth," I said happily.
Lou blew out all the candles and I turned off the lanterns and flashlights.
We all sat around the TV and watched random movies for no reason, Perrie sitting as far away from me as possible.