After I purchased my swim suit, Haley and I walked around a bit;I was really enjoying sightseeing. Since I have never really been outside of London before, until now, the change of scenery was much appreciated.
Before I knew it it was getting dark and it was time to get ready. Haley came to my house after we stopped by hers to pick up a few things. I stood in my closet, hands on my hips, unsure about what to wear. It was pretth warm out, even though the sun was setting, it was August in California.
"What are you going to wear?" Haley asked me as she stepped out of my bathroom, I turned and looked at her and was blown away. She was just so pretty, it was so effortless for her. But I guess thats how it is when you have a guy who makes you feel like a fucking goddess. She was tying her hair into a messy bun before adjusting her swimsuit. She was wearing a pair of shorts and an open backed, maroon tank top that said 'Normal is Boring' on the front.
"You look cute." I admitted and she smiled at me before walking to my side.
"Having troubles?"
"A bit. I just dont know what to wear."
I let out a sigh before pulling out a white, muscle type tank top that had 'I Speak Fluent Sarcasm' across the front and a pair of frayed ligtht was shorts. She gave me a thumbs up before leaving me to change.
After putting on my swin suit and clothes I fixed my hair into a lazy ponytail and threw on some simple black sandles and meeting her in my living room. She looked up from her phone,
"Perfect. Mikey just texted me to let me know everyone was there except for us and they even have a DJ." She speaks in an excited tone and I'm rather surprised. Living in LA and being famous, really did have its perks.
"Alright woman, lets go!" I huffed and she rolled her eyes at me for the thousandth time today.
I followed her out to her jeep and climbed in. As she drove towards the coast I let the breeze whip my hair around my face. Lifting my hands up into the sky I let out a laugh. It felt so good to have some fun.
Maybe fifteen minutes later Haley parked along the curb and we slid out of her jeep. The thought of being surrounded by hot celebrites started the butterflies in my stomach. I was praying that I didnt make a fool out of myself or even act like thay crazy fan girl. I would die.
She linked her arm with mine and graced me with a dazzling smile before pulling me into the sand, "Relax Demi. Theyre just regular guys." It was my turn to roll my eyes as we followed the thumping music.
As we got closer I spotted a decent sized crowd surrounding a large fire with two large speakers that were blasting upbeat music. I bobbed my head to one of my current favorite songs; I Lived, by One Republic.
Haley pulled my over to the many coolers and fished through them before pulling out two coronas. One for her, and one for me. Michael came up from behind her quickly and wrapped an arm around her, his hand splayed across her stomach as he kissed her on the cheek, she let out a surprised cry before following it with a giggle. I couldnt help but laugh.
Michael looked to me and grinned, "Hey Demi!" I waved at him, "Ill tell the others youre here. Luke has been buggin' about if you were here or not."
When he told me that I couldnt help but blush. He was asking about me, even after I turned him down. He still wanted to be around me. All I could do was nod and take a pull from my beer as the green haired boy ran off into tbe crowd.
"Hello beautiful." I hear a voice to my left, turning I just about pee myself when standing there is Louis Tomlinson, and he just called me beautiful. I let the wide grin spread shamelessly across my face.
"Hello." My accent was strong and he raised an eyebrow at it.
"Ah, so youre English. The boys failed to tell me you were from my homeland." He stood next to me in a casual stance. Now, I figured I would have been freaking out but I felt so comfortable with him.
"They were talking about me? Oh shit, what have they been saying about me?" I laughed and he laughed back.
"Dont worry love, it's nothing bad I promise. They seem to really like you. Little Lukey though, he has a crush. Its cute." He joked and the moment he said that my eyes widened a bit and the butterflies in my stomach increased so much I felt sick, but in a good say.
"Oh. Wow." I looked away, unable to speak more.
"So, Demitra. I hear youre going to be going on tour with them in a couple months. Are you excited?" He asked and I was more than happy to change the subject. The smile came back to my face and my eyes lit up with excitment.
"I am way more than excited. I have always wanted to travel the world. Being here in America is actually my first time being outside of the UK."
He looked at me a bit surprised, "What? Seriously?" I shrugged. He was so hot, holy shit! The way he nonchalantly raked his fingers through his hair, even his stubble was attractive.
"Sorry to burst your bubble. I have no life. Theres a lot of firsts I've experienced since ive been here." He smirked playfully, to which I blushed.
"Well then love, please tell me I will be the first guy to ask you to dance." I pulled a face before pursing my lips and hissing in a sassy way,
"Ooh, I'm sorry to tell you Mr. Tomlinson, but you will be the second." He furrowed his brow before he gently placed his right hand on my hip and pull me close, really close.
"Then let me be the first to make it memorable." He purred in my ear and I shivered. Help me. This boy was making me weak in the knees. I let out a breathy sigh "Youre on Tomlinson." I challenged him, his eyes holding a seductive glint.
He led me over to where a crowd was dancing, I smiled and quickly finished my beer before tossing it in the can, wrapping my arms around his neck, and his tatted up arms around my waist, we danced close to Renegaded by X Ambassadors. My other favorite song.
I let the music take me away as I danced with him, I spun around and held my hands in the air as I swayed my hips and grinded against him. My god. His lengthy fingers gripped my hips and held on tight as he pulled me closer. I reached back and latched onto the back of his neck with my right hand, my fingers playing with the hair at the base of his neck. We werent even drunk, or buzzed for that matter.
The second his lips came in contact with my skin the first thing that came to my head was a certain blonde hair, blue eyed boy and I instantly felt guilty but I covered it up. Snapping my eyes open I scanned the crowd before I landed on said boy and his eyes held so much hurt and anger I was taken aback.
Fuck.
How was I supposed to distance myself from him when he made me feel this way from simple eye contact?! I quickly looked away and spotted Haley dancing with Michael. If I thought Louis and I were close, Haley and Michael were closer. He had his lips trailing hot kisses up and down her shoulder to the place below her ear, his hands gripping her arse. Both of their eyes were closed as they finally got to enjoy some intimacy in public without paparazzi taking their photos.
They were so cute. I wanted that. I may be dancing that close with a very famous member of a very famous boy band but I didnt make me feel like how I imagined Haley felt.
Loved.
As soon as the song ended I seperated myself from Louis and turned to face him, "I need a drink. Ill be right back." He placed a kiss to my cheek as I weaved my way through the crowd. I needed to be around Luke. My mind told me no, but my heart and body took control.
And they wanted him.
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Age is But A Number (L.H. Fic)
Storie d'amore22 year old Demitra McAdams; Demi for short, just got offered the job of a life time. She has landed a job as the stylist of a world famous band. Who? She had no clue. She was expecting the have the best year of her life, what she didnt expect was t...
