No Control >> Louis Tomlinson

Talk

"That party was so damn irritating, wasn't it?" Louis asked me.

"Yeah, I feel suffocated in such places." I replied, playing with my overcoat's buttons.

"Anyways, what's up? What all did you do since we last met?"

"Nothing..."

I couldn't believe myself. One moment, I was blissed out having Louis Tomlinson beside me, my dreams getting fulfilled. At the other, I was guilt-ridden for my brother, worrying about his health which had taken a sudden dip. These past days, I had been battered and buffeted by so many emotions simultaneously, I was a huge bundle of feelings threatining to explode at the slightest provocation. I just wanted to crawl in my bed, waiting out everything until it was all over.

The timing of this was so wrong. Either I could have been fretting over Leo, or I could have been enjoying this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to the fullest. I couldn't juggle both, as Leo's thoughts always prevaled. When they did, I became irritated, for who knew how long it would take Louis to get irritated by my stupid mood swings. I wanted to enjoy, but the other half of my brain, taken up by Leo, wouldn't let me. This was tiring, a hell lot.

I heaved a sigh, shaking my head to free it from the heavy thinking. I sat up straight, and turned my head to see Louis gazing at me intently. He had been surprisingly patient, considering the fact that I kept zoning out.

"What's wrong?" Louis asked.

"Nothing." I offered, hoping it made Louis understand I wasn't in the mood to divulge in my problems.

"Sure. So, are you settled in London?" He said, sounding unconvinced.

"Yeah. The girls have taken me to all the...touristy places. Quite a good place."

"Yeah."

Silence prevaled, and surprisingly, I became comfortable. I was realizing that with Louis, staying silent was more easy. It made me calm, knowing that this silence didn't need to be asked for. Apart from the fact that I was relieved I didnt have to make small talk, which I was really bad at.

Louis stood up, and stretched. He took off his jacket, and handed it to me. I stared at the jacket, confused as to what I should do with it.

"What? Wear it." Louis commanded.

I nodded, and covered myself with the jacket. I immediately felt warm. I never realized how cold I was. I wrapped the jacket all the more tightly around myself and stood up.

Louis gripped my hand, startling me. My skin jumped at the temperature difference, his hand warm and mine cold. I took a deep breath to steady myself, and held his hand.

"Let's take a walk." Louis said.

"However much you deny it, there is something thats bothering you, isn't it?" He asked, after we had walked a small distance.

Oh, boy. Maybe I should tell him...

"Um, yeah. It's just a family member. Who isn't well." I rubbed the back of my hand on my forehead.

"Okay. Is there something I can do to make you feel better?" He smiled.

"I don't really know, my head is way too clogged."

Before I could continue, Louis stopped. I frowned, turning to look at him. He stared at me, then pulled me into a hug.
What the hell?

I was too surprised to react. He held me tightly, his nose buried in my neck. I gradually regained my senses, and hugged him back, thankful for the comfort. It made me feel all the more comfortable around Louis. It was wonderful that despite knowing him for such a short time, i was so accustomed to him.

He released me, and looked down at me. His eyes were full of compassion and help, offering their solace whenever I needed it.

All through our walk, he enquired me about my general likes and dislikes, and about how I looked at One Direction. He laughed when I told him he was my favourite, and shook his head at me when I told him how my overactive imagination took me away with itself at times. I, too, asked him about his life, this rollercoaster he had been on for almost five years now.

My phone started ringing in my pocket, and I had to stop midway through my narration of fangirling episodes. It was mum.

"Hey, mum!" I answered, all the while watching Louis trying to fix his windblown hair.

"Hey. I've got some news."

"What?"

"Its about Leo.."