"Come on Y/N! It will be fun!" Your best friend, Louis, was trying to convince you to go to a beach party.
"I would on any other day, Louis. You know that! But I have a momentous paper on the Industrial Revolution. If I fail this I’ll fail my whole class."
"It’s not due for a whole month. And besides, I know you won’t fail it." You looked up at Louis as he took your hand. "Go get your swimsuit on." He said reassuringly.
You walked off into your bedroom, Louis trailing behind you.
"Alright, fine. But you have to help me pick out a swimsuit." You innocently said. Rummaging through your dresser you found a couple bikinis. One with stripes, and one with polka dots.
"Which one of these?" You said, holding up the selections.
Leaning back on your bed, Louis said,”What about the one that I got you?”
"That one’s too stringy, Louis. I’m practically showcasing all my junk to the world."
"Oh, don’t be moronic. That bikini is adorable!"
"Ugh, just this once." You said. You had seen that swimsuit earlier, but had decided to leave it. Now, you cautiously tried it on in your bathroom. Well, as long as Louis liked it, right?
"Come on Y/N I’m waiting!"
"I’m coming…" you walked into the room.
"Wow, that’s …fantastic." you turned around to give gin the full view. You were surprised when Louis was right behind you. He looked in your eyes and leaned in for a kiss. It was soft at first but you quickly deepened it, hungry for more.
"I’ve always wanted to do that." He said when you finally broke apart. "We should really uh get to the part-"
"Or we could do "that" again."