"Do you wanna get dinner" her soft voice says over the phone.
"Sure. I get off at 7" Louis sighs rubbing his eyes.
"Great I'll see you then" she smiles. Then Louis hang up the phone with a word. She brushed off the rude action, going to her closet to find an outfit.
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(The fit)
Getting into her car, the warn air swarming around her body. Minutes later Y/n pulls up to the location Louis had sent her.
"Hey I'm here" she says watching the sun set slowly.
"Ya ya I'll be there in a minute" he sighs hang up the phone again.
20 minutes pass, y/n starts to get annoyed. The sun fully set and the dark sky starting to shadow over. Finally Louis jogs over to the car, "finally" she looks over at him.
His hair spiked up from the sid vicious look. "Where are we eating" he looks at the phone.
"Uh I don't know yet" she looks over at him.
"Really you ask me to dinner and you don't even have a place" he looks up at her.
"It was gonna be up to you" She frown her eyebrows.
"Ok whatever's there's a pizza place down the street. We can just walk" he open the car and gets on.
Shocked at the attitude, she following him. Through he did not wait for her. Wrapping her arms around her body, speeding up her legs to try and catch up with him.
Catching up, she grabs hold of his arm. Trying to intertwine their fingers. Louis harshly pulling his hand away. His feet stop walking, his eyes darken.
"What are you doing" he raises his voice.
"What do you mean" she questions hopeless.
"Why do you have to constantly touch me. Or have to be with me?"
"Louis I was just trying to hold your hand" Rage starting to fill her.
"Do you not see it. It's always. 'Louis do you wanna do this' 'Louis how about we do this' like can you go one day without being with me" he yells.
"You are my boyfriend Louis, i wanna be with you. Cant you understand that. You are never home. Always working" she says in the same tone.
"Really. Y/n i cant control my job. You can just leave me alone after and let me rest for fucks sake"
"I sat in the car for almost a half an hour Louis. I'm the one always waiting for you" she yells.
"Why? why are waiting around for me. Do you really have nothing else to do" he screams at her.
"Oh so now I don't have life"
Louis starts to open his mouth to yell back but stops. His eyes meet a two cameras in a bush. A sound of a camera clicking. "Shit" he panicks, grabbing a hold of Y/n.
"Don't fucking touch me" she tries to wiggle away from him.
"Darling darling. I need you to calm down" he whisper taking off his jacket.
"Don't call me that. I can't stand you with your mood swings" she shouts as he puts the jacket over her head.
"Can you please stop yelling" wrapping his arms around her he says. "Get in the car"
"No I'm not going anywhere with you" she tries to pull away but his grip is to tight.
"Listen there is a shit tone of Poparazzi recording this so get in the damn car" he says as they both make the way to her car. Y/n stops her talking looking around for a moment. The cameras start to swam around them, flashes all around.
Tears start to fill her eyes, stress bleeding through her skin. "Get them away" her voice breaks, his arms still around her body.
"I know I know" he kisses to top of her head. Finally getting to the car, he opens the door to the passenger seat. Y/n sits down carefully "keep this over your face ok" he whisper to her.
Closing the door then walking to his side of the car. Sliding into his seat and Y/n takes the sweater off his face. Louis's hand shaking as he tries to put the keys in the car.
"Turn it on Louis" she raises her voice annoyed.
"I'm trying" he turns the keys, speeding off away from the photographers. They both take a sigh as silents fills the vehicle.
Minutes pass, the tension high. Both of them guilting off shouting at each other. Y/n thinking about the news paper reports that will be shown.
"Hey" Louis mumbles glancing over at Y/n. She hums a response keeping her closed. "I don't know what they heard or what they are gonna say but we just have to stay out of it alright" he says gently.
She nods her head, opening her eyes and sitting up. "Yeah yeah ok. I got it" she mumbles.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it I said. I'm really really tired alright" He whisper slightly.
"Ya I understand. I don't mean to be clingy" her eyes stay glued to her hands.
"No no lovely, you aren't" he looks over at her, his eyes full with worry. He leans over to her and grabs her hands. Bring them to his lips, placing a kiss on her knuckles. "I love you" he whisper onto her skin:
Y/n glancing over at him, a sad smile on her lips. "I love you too" looking into his eyes she says.
