Louis

i wake up and lay in bed thinking about Leah, and how great the date went. i get waken up from my thoughts by someone's throwing a pillow at me. i sit up and turn to the doorway and see Millie waiting for something.

"what?" i say.

"there's someone downstairs waiting for you at the door." she says.

"who?" i ask.

"just go see her," she says.

she didn't sound very enthusiastic about it, i trudged out of my room and walked downstairs.

"ugh! Louis put a shirt on! god!" Issie says as i walk past her bedroom.

i walk down the stairs and hear talking, "oh! that's so kind of you! these look amazing! are they fresh?" i hear my mom say.

i turn the corner and see Leah standing in the kitchen with my mom, they're unpacking something from a package.

"what are you doing here?" i ask. both of them look up and Leah purses her lips,

"uhm, my grandmother sent some fresh spices, and i thought your mom would like them, i also brought recipes." Leah says holding up sheets of printed paper.

"i'll let you two to talk," my mom says leaving the kitchen.

"what are you really, doing here?" i ask walking to her.

"i wanted to see you, but also because i don't know how to cook those recipes." she says.

"how'd you sleep?" i ask wrapping my arms around her.

"fine, as soon as i got home Katie barricaded me with questions." she says.

"Louis what are you doing?" we turn around and see Millie standing on the bottom step. "i thought you were with Leah? who is this?"

"you must be Millie, i'm Leah." Leah says walking to Millie.

"oh, sorry, it's just, i haven't really met you so i didn't know." she says.

"don't worry about it, it's nice to meet you." Leah says.

"nice to meet you too," she says, there's a bit of silence before Leah clears her throat.

"well i should actually get home, Katie's home alone and i don't trust her around those expensive vases." Leah says.

"here i'll walk you out," i say throwing a sweatshirt on.

"ok," she says, we walk outside and walk out to her car.

"you're still coming over for dinner with my family tomorrow night right?" i ask.

"oh, duh, i want to meet your family." she says.

"and i want to meet yours, why won't you let me?" i ask.

"there's no point, they're strict and judgmental." she says. "but you can meet my parents,"

"that's good enough for me," i say.

"ok, well i should get going, i'll see you later ok?" she says kissing my cheek.

"wait," i say,

"what?" she asks.

"come here," i say. she walks over to me and i wrap my arms around her.

"why are you-?" she starts to say, i cut her off by kissing her. when i pull away she looks stunned, "ok, i should- get going," she says nodding. "i'll see you later," she gets into her car and attempts to back out of the driveway.

"bye," i say waving.

she waves and drives off,