Kiss Me Before the Sky Falls

-Chapter 19- BOOM! Headshot! -

"You'll be alright back here?"

"Yes, yes, Louis. Wily will be here to keep me company, just go out and amuse your fans, okay?"

"One thing?"

"I've got it, I know." I stood on my toes to kiss him, knowing all too well what was under that thick makeup.

"Heh, no, not that. You do, trust me, more than one..." His voice trailed off along with his eyes. He shook his head and remembered what he was saying. "I want to tweet a picture of you and Jamie before we go on."

"Only if you'll be in it." He rolled his eyes but smiled, sitting next to us on the couch. Jamie trilled in excitement, reaching for his daddy, and received a little kiss on his head for it. Louis used his phone's fancy flippy camera, cuddling up to us with Jamie half in his lap. At first I thought we'd just smile and get it over with, I hate cameras, let alone when pictures are being posted on someone's page with people who worship the ground they walk on. But I went with it for Lou.

Last minute he cupped my face in his hand and kissed me, still catching the picture somehow. I looked like an idiot, eyes wide open like someone was running by stark naked. There was an obvious smile on our lips, and Jamie's lovely little smile was to die for.

Louis let me curl up on him, holding his arm with my head on his shoulder while he tweeted, more than tweeted, he had himself a new profile picture. He nuzzled his head on mine and just laid there, soaking in one of the few moments quiet backstage.

"This is what I live for, baby. The little things."

"Aw, Lou, you charming bastard." He laughed. "You just let one slip, love."

"Ah well."

"CAN I HOLD HIM CAN I HOLD HIM CAN I HOLD HIM PLEASE?!" We were being stormed by four 1D clad girls.

"They had backstage passes on this tour...?!"

"No..."

"We snuck back, we hoped we'd catch a smut." My jaw dropped and Louis' face reflected my reaction.

"You are aware this is illegal, right loves?"

"Aw, you won't get us in trouble, will you?" I'm not one to hate, but this girl was...heavy and smelled like B.O. And she was straddling Lou, sticking her sweaty breasts in his face. She was giving an unpleasant view of herself in that short of a dress, and it was certainly being pulled up in Louis' direction. At least she was confident about herself...

"I might have to..." He muttered.

"I can go get security." I grumbled.

"Oh no you don't." I got a pair of moist legs in my lap, stilettos at least five inches. I moved Jamie just in time to not get kicked round-about the head. She just hugged Louis' face to her chest, drawing circles on his temples with her finger. I dug through my pockets as best I could for my phone.

"Yeah, hey Wily. I have a pair of 500 kilogram weights in my lap-"

"-Bitch!-"

"-can you bring security with you? Yeah? Okay, bye."

"You're quite the asswipe." She growled.

"You're quite illegal." I spat back.

"Someone please get these sweaty boobs out of my face."

"Shut up Louis." She rolled her eyes.

"Oh, the almighty is here! I forgot who the QUEEN OF ENGLAND WAS. Oops! I mean, get off him, you have no right-"