No One to Trust

SMELLS LIKE TROUBLE

No one to trust  

Smells like trouble

Gabriella's POV  

I watch and stare at Harry walk up to the stage, I turn to be with Anne and Gemma, but turns out they're gone.  

"Shit." I feel someone grab my waist.  

"The name's Matt. Matt Cradle. What's your name?"  

"Um Gabriella."  

"Lovely name." He pins me to the wall and leans in to kiss me. I quickly react and knee him on the stomach. Sadly not hard enough. "Feisty huh? Where's your boyfriend? Oh right you don't have one."  

"Yes she does." A tall man with brown hair and the JB cut and greenish blue eyes steps up. He's here to audition.  

"Oh really? That ass is your boyfriend?" I groaned and kneed him again. Really hard that made him let go of me. I have no idea who this boy is but he's helping me out. I go behind him and throw my arm around his neck. Flirt mode, on, as usual.  

"Yes. This pile of sexiness is all mine." I kiss his cheek which causes him to blush. Matt groans and leaves. Once he's out of sight, I release my hand from around his neck.  

"Hey um thanks and sorry bout that. I'm kind of a flirt. Um my name is Gabriella." I extend my arm and he shakes it.  

"Louis. Louis Tomlinson. You're very welcome. Your friend told me to watch over you while we met at the urinals." I look over at Harry and he's saying boo at the microphone.  

"Louis said not enough experience and Simon said that the crowd didn't say boo loud enough." I nod and listen.  

"Cheryl?"  

"I like you Harry. I'm going to say yes."  

"I'm going to say absolutely yes." Harry smiles.  

"Thank you. Thank you very much." He looks at me and heads in the opposite direction.  

"I'll take you to him. C'mon." I take his hand and he guides me through the crowd.  

"So how old are you love?"  

"16. Almost 17. You?"  

"18. Almost 19. Shit I'm too old for you." He winks at me and I smile. "I like you. If Harry doesn't win my vote is on you." I finally see Harry whose hugging Gemma. We make eye contact.  

"Don't break contact don't break it... Don't." I blink.  

"I hate your eyes I can never win a staring contest." He hugs me and I throw my arms around his neck. I feel him smirk and he lowers his hands to my bum and carries me. "You cheeky, messed up child. " "Thank you Louis. You took care of my world very well." Louis smirks.  

"Well your world is very flirty."  

"I get that a lot." I say while struggling to get out of Harry's grasp. I don't know why everyone starts laughing.  

"Gabs, your brothers are 10 times stronger than Harry and you easily get out of their grip."  

"Well they're my brothers, I'm actually allowed to hit them if anything. But I'm proud of Harry so... I should just let him do whatever he wants shouldn't I?" Harry smirks and Anne, Gemma and Mr. Styles start chuckling.

Harry nods yes and kisses my jaw line. I kind of just close my eyes and let it sink in. I have to admit I liked it.  

"Can you put me down now?"

"Kiss me and I'll let you go." I sigh and roll my eyes at him.  

"Harry you'll have enough of those soon. Please let me go?"  

"Sure. But I can I get a kiss on the cheek?" I Kiss him right below the ear. I feel his arms that are full of chills.  

"You're welcome." He smiles and lets me go.  

"Nice meeting you Louis. Good luck from the Styles/Cox/Hernandez families." "Your name. It isn't from around here where are you from?"  

"The states. I moved here six years ago. My parents are Cuban and speak English and Spanish. My whole family caught the British accent except for me so everyone notices I'm a natural born American."  

"Interesting. Well I hope you win Harry. I better get back to my spot in line. Bye everyone!"  

"Bye Lou." Harry and I say in unison. I would love to get drunk with him. Don't know why.  

"Well this is- goodbye I guess." I say placing my hand in back of my neck. He places his hand on my shoulder and the other cups my cheek.  

"I prefer to say see you later. Not goodbye. I promise I'll call you everyday. If possible, we'll Skype or something. But I promise you we won't loose contact."  

"Really?"  

"Really. Positive and we'll text like we always do. Can I get one last kiss?"  

"Anything you want." I lean in and feel his soft lips touch mine. The kiss lasts about twenty seconds when I back away.  

"Do me a favor. Stay short, your brothers are huge and so are your parents. Don't grow to much I still want to tower you."  

"You don't tower me you're just a bit taller" he pecks my lips one more time and holds me tight.  

"I'll see you soon." I nod yes holding in the tears.