Hey, Princess (Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction)

Chapter 13

My eyes continue to stare at the cream coloured door in front of me. I have been staring at it for the past fifteen minutes. Louis is in the other side of that door, and has no idea that I'm out here. My arms are resting against my body when they should be raised up so I can knock on the door. I'm not sure I can do that, though.

I lift my right arm up, slowly. Just one knock, Aria. If Louis doesn't come to the door after that, then I will just leave. I make my hand form a fist, and hover it about an inch away from the wooden door. I squeeze my eyes shut, and force my hand to come in contact with the door. A knock sounds loudly from the contact.

No turning back now.

I flutter my eyes open to see the door still closed. Maybe he went out. Yeah, I bet he went to the store or something. That means I can leave, and save myself from the embarrassment that would be most likely happen.

I take one small step away from the door. Why am I hesitating? If this was any other guy, I would be sprinting away from this door like a madman. Except this isn't any other guy. This is Louis Tomlinson. The guy I met almost a week ago, yet a part of my cares about him. How did this happen, and how did I not notice it earlier? This is not normal for me. I should not have some kind of feelings for a boy. My mom must be getting to me. She did make me promise to give love a shot, but this is not love. Love doesn't exist. Everyone just gets hurt in the end.

My feet automatically take another step away, but I have the feeling I should knock on the door one more time. Why? I'm not sure.

I take two steps forward, lift my fist up to the door, and knock on it louder. My eyes widen in realisation as I take a couple steps backward. Why did I just do that? Louis is obviously not here. I'm going to leave now. I spin around on my heel as soon as I hear the door creak open.

No, no, no. He should not be here.

"Aria?"

The voice causes me to freeze in mid-step. Well, it looks like I was wrong. Louis is most definitely here. I could tell it was him by his adorable British accent. I mentally face palm myself. I did not just think that.

"Aria?" Louis repeats again.

I whirl around slowly, facing the British boy. Without realising it, my eyes check him out. Louis is wearing a pair of black sweatpants with a baggy white v-neck shirt. His feet are bare as he stands on the carpet of his hotel room. My eyes glide up to his face to catch him doing the same to me. My cheeks immediately transform to a shade of bright red.

"Hi." I manage to say after a few awkward seconds.

"Hi." Louis says back.

Something is wrong. Louis is not his normal happy-go-lucky self. I don't like this at all. Did I do this to him? No, that's not possible.

I shift on my feet, awkwardly. "Uh..I just wanted to apologise for last night. I-"

"Do you want to come inside?" Louis steps aside, interrupting me.

I open my mouth to say something, but quickly close it. I nod once, and step inside of his hotel room. Louis shuts the door behind me. There is definitely no turning back now. I have to apologise for being a complete douchebag last night. Louis leads me to the kitchen, and motions for me to sit at the counter on a bar stool. This place doesn't even look like a hotel room. It's like an apartment.

"As I was saying, I'm sorry for running away last night-" I begin again, staring at my hands on the counter.

"Why'd you do it?" Louis whispers, allowing me to hear the sadness in his voice.