Blu (Louis Tomlinson FanFiction )

Chapter 1

The orange leaves all around the town were now starting to fall as my favorite season neared it's end. Opening doors seemed like a dare as the cold wind hit the face leaving you to shudder. Kids around could be seen cycling their way through the heaps of leaves making angry gardeners rush after them with their curses following soon after. People were now wrapped up in heavy cloaks and boots and Starbucks had gotten busier than ever which also meant a pay raise for me.

I left my flat in my full sleeved navy blue top and signature black jeans along with my light blue hair in an unruly mess. It was a Thursday which meant 'no work day' so I could enjoy the warmth and the aroma of coffee which was any coffee shop's main attraction. As I walked into Starbucks I was greeted with a ' Wotcher Blu!' by Cassey, my colleague, and probably the only other person on my contact list besides Pizza Hut.

I hugged her sideways and we took a seat in the far corner which was always reserved for us on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays as we both worked only four alternate days a week as employees and the rest three only to fill the loneliness that rarely occupied this place. Cassey, Cassey Ray was 23 the same age as me. She was a pretty rich young lass and wanted to do something in the lines of music mainly composing though she lost her chance to her dream college due to a small accident and now she just stayed away from her parents trying her luck somewhere or the other. She is the reason why my hair is blue. When she found out that my name is Blu Kendra she was all and all for destroying my hair but I do enjoy it. It sure is classy. So her usual gossip went on and on while I nodded, commented and laughed here and there. She went from the latest music to the hottest celebrity to what her dietitian guided her to how stinking her neighbor's house is to how she was planning on coloring her hair like me though she is really not sure what color would go with her skin tone to whatever crazy things were circling her mind.

" Blu do me a favor?" she asked. I smiled and nodded. " Of course. I am as free as the air you are breathing. Tell me." She smiled really wide then her face turned a bit nervous as she blurted out." You know my parents are having a small get together in Paris......" She smiled sheepishly while my eyes widened. " No. No way. My price just rose up. It is much much much costlier than this air. " I said freaking out.

" Come Blu. You will have fun and get to meet new people. I haven't seen my parents in a long time. Don't make me do this alone. I will pay the tickets. Please!!!!!" she begged even pushing her favorite java chip towards me.

" One of the reasons why you go alone. I am not wasting your money for tickets to Paris plus you know how I am when it comes to families so just go." I demanded. I had lost my parents last year in a plane crash while they were returning from their couple vacation which I had forced them to go on. One of the reasons why I could not afford to go to college. Families are really not my thing anymore. I really doubt I would ever be able to form one. I sighed.

She just shook her head and rose her hands in defeat. " Alright I need to go pack then, I thought we could go vacation shopping together." she whined. " Sorry. I know you know." I said as she got up taking her java chip with her. She nodded and smiled.

I watch her push the doors with great force and then leave. I heaved out a breath and looked down to my cappuccino and took a sip. I truly missed my family and without them I had no significant other.

The doors squeaked open and a loud squeal followed them. Stupefied I lifted my head to see a swarm of girls jumping around like fools and a poor boy drowning in their sea. With the help of the management things were sorted out and I got a clear vision of who it was.

Louis Tomlinson, the heartthrob, 1/5 of One Direction, sexiest guy alive. Well this is what the magazines said what I knew of him was - Louis Tomlinson, the most wanted guy in High School, that cute next door, my wee bit of a crush, well old crush, to whom I always seemed invisible.

My eyes widened as he passed by with a stride of confidence and a bounce in his step. I really liked him but I doubt he even knew I existed back in school and just that way he did not even notice me. Girls used to go head over heels for him while I just used to notice him from the corner. I know it sounds pathetic but what can you expect? I was almost 17. Then I soon heard that he got in the 'X-Factor' and well I just moved on. I did see him several times in the magazines and on televisions but seeing him live after such a long time honestly left me flabbergasted.

He soon left the place thankfully without girls walking over him. As he was leaving I saw something fall from his back pocket. Curious I walked out of my seat and to the door and there I found his cell phone.

Woah woah woah woah woah woah. Shit.

What do I do now? I looked around but he had already gone away. What do I do with this? I switched it on and there was a picture of him with his sisters on the lock screen. I smiled slightly at the sweet photograph but then the fact that this was Louis Tomlinson's cell phone dawned on me. This could be my chance to meet him....... but I did not even know his password.

While I was in such a dire situation I felt the phone vibrate with a beep sound. I saw the screen and there was a message from a 'Niall'

Tomorrow. Morning. 11. Nandos.

It read. As much as I know, Niall probably means Niall Horan who is his band mate so if they are going to Nandos I could give this back to them but the problem is which Nandos? There are too many Nandos.

" They say One Direction is seen in the Nandos on the next street, 7th street too many times. I think that is a rumor but maybe we can go there right now. We might see them there!" one of the girls who had swarmed Louis spoke in an excited voice. I turned around and laughed lightly. This seems like some kind of clue game. I know where to go tomorrow and I don't why but I honestly feel very excited. This almost seems like some cliche fictitious story.