Baker Girl <Louis Tomlinson>

EIGHTEEN

Edited.

I slowly walked me and Louis back to my apartment where I unlocked the door and let him to go and sit down. I walked in to the kitchen, the ache in my side still uncomfortable, I swallowed a couple of painkillers resting my hands on both sides of the counter. I had a very good feeling that me and Louis were about to have our first argument and I hoped i was wrong but I just new that he and the lads had told Simon.

"Are you okay?" Louis softly spoke and I lifted my head, turning around too see him staring at me, leaning on the door frame.

"Lets go sit."

I walked past him and waited for him to sit down. I sat on the chair over the otherside of the room, so i could face him and he looked sad. I new it was about to change, so I took a deep breath.

"I know what you did." I said looking at Louis and I didn't want to be angry at him because I absolutely loved this boy but if he has done this then i wanted to know why.

"What have i done?" He said looking at me with concern written all over his face.

"You know what you've done Louis!" I said a little louder, getting frustrated.

"I honestly have no idea." He shrugged his shoulders and sighed, running his hands down his face.

"You told Simon Cowell about my singing!" I said as i stood up, walking over to him and I winced as a pain shot through my side.

"We haven't told him anything, we thought he was still in England, we don't see him that often or even speak to him to be honest." Louis said standing up in front of me.

"Well he came to see me in my bakery and he offered me a contract." Louis face lit up and I was about to knock that smile right off his face.

"Thats Brillia-" I cut him off.

"It's not brilliant. Do you know what brilliant? Is that I get stuffed on youtube then they think they can come and change me. I dont want to be changed and I don't need fame, I have 6 million pounds and I have a bakery. I don't need to have a famous side and I maybe in love with a hot shot boy, but i don't need fame!" I sighed and fell back on the sofa, regretting it when another pain shot through my side. "Shit."

"We or even me hasn't even spoke to Simon. He's probably just seen in it on youtube." He took my hand kissed it as I closed my eyes. He sat back against the sofa and without even opening my eyes i riggled so i was leaning on Louis' chest.

"Is that my shirt?" Louis broke the silence and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Yeah, i took it." I whispered, shrugging my shoulders.

"Looks good on you." He mumbled as he kissed the top of my head.

We laid there for a good half hour in silence and my phone started to buzz ruining our peace and quiet.

"Ugh." I mumbled as i stood up to go on and get it, the pain had eased off now. Thank the lord for painkillers.

I answered the phone to an unknown number.

"Hello?" I asked through the phone.

"Hey, it's Simon Cowell."

"okay, i don't know how you know about me or how you know my number but i'm not interested." I slammed the phone down. I grumbled as switched the thing off and I climbed back on the couch next to Louis switching the TV on.

"Who was that?" Louis said as he stroked my hair.

"Simon. He got my number from somewhere." I sighed and he kissed my head.