Foolishly In Love (Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction)

Soccer or Football?

I woke up after about an hour of sleeping to the sound of the lads screaming. "What's going on?," I asked, looking up from Louis's chest. "We're trying to figure out which soccer team is better," Liam said, debating with Harry about something.

"I think Spain has the best team," Niall debated, shooting Zayn a look. I shook my head, "No way, Britain has the best team by far." "I agree," Louis stated, smiling down at me. I smiled back, "See? Someone else agrees with me."

"Yeah, because he fancies you," Harry muttered, not looking up from his phone. At first I didn't believe it, but then the thoughts rushed through my head rapidly.

What if Louis did fancy me?

What if we could possibly become a couple?

Does he know that I fancy him back?

Would we be a cute couple?

Would the fans accept us dating?

"Hey, Jess," Louis said, snapping his fingers in front of my eyes, "What are you thinking about?" I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders, "Nothing..."

In about 20 minutes, the 5 lads and I were getting ready to go out into the city once more. I ran into my room and into the bathroom, hopping into the shower as quickly as I could. I switched on the water and let it soak through my skin, calming me a bit.

I scrubbed my hair thoroughly and washed my body as I shaved and finished my shower. I stood in the warm water for a moment before turning off the water and wrapping a towel tightly around my body, walking back into my room.

I rummaged through my messy closet, looking for an outfit to wear into the wintery wonderland that was merely outside my window. I spotted a pair of blue skinny jeans, a red sweater and black UGGs. After getting changed, I put my hair into a straight ponytail and put on some makeup.

After I was fully ready, I walked into the living space, showing off my brand new outfit. "You like?," I asked, spinning around. "You look stunning," Lou added from the sofa, his jaw nearly on the ground.

I smiled at him and grabbed my jacket, meeting the other lads outside. "Whoa, it's chilly out here," I said, snuggling in my coat. "Come here," Louis muttered, pulling me close to him. I smiled and snuggled into his side, walking through the thin layer of snow on the sidewalk.

"OH MY GOSH YOU LOOK JUST LIKE THE GUYS FROM ONE DIRECTION!," some lady screamed, coming close to us, but walking away. I scoffed, "That was close." Louis snickered and I smiled, "Good thing the paparazzi aren't around."

"Why?," he asked.

"Because if they saw us together, they'd be all over it," I said, looking into Louis's bright eyes.

"So?," he questioned once more.

I smiled and bit my lip, looking at the ground. "Come here, I have a surprise for you," he said, saying his goodbyes to the lads and pulling me somewhere with him.

I walked with him, still snuggling into his side for warmth. "Where are you taking me?," I asked, looking at him once more. "You'll see soon enough," he responded, walking a few more steps until stopping. "Look up," he muttered, pointing to the sky.

I looked up at an airplane flying around aimlessly in the sky, "A plane?" "Not just a plane, look at what it says," Louis instructed, looking at the paper flying closely behind the plane. I glanced at the paper, reading what it said.

"Are you serious?," I asked, looking into his cheerful eyes. He nodded, "Will you go out with me?" I smiled and nodded, "Of course!" He smiled and hugged me tight, "How about tonight? Dinner at 8?" I nodded and smiled, looking at my phone. That was in 2 hours!