Louis's P.O.V.
I looked into her beautiful, brown eyes. I must've been staring at her for a while, because before I knew it, Harry nudged me with his elbow. It was like I was under her spell, in some sort of trance, but I snapped out of it pretty quickly. "Hi, I'm Louis," I said. "Yeah, I know," she told me. "What's your name, love?", I asked her. The bruenette beauty blushed. "I'm Alayna. Alayna Gilbert," she explained. "Alayna? What a georgeous name," I said. Her cheeks turned bright red and she giggled. "Thank you." She turned to Niall. "My name is irish, you know...", she tells him. "It means 'dear child'", in irish," she tells us. Wow, smart and sexy, I think to myself. "Why, thank you Louis Willam Tomlinson," she says to me. What the hell?!?!? Did I just say that out loud?!?!?!, Damn it!, I think, making sure I don't say that out loud. "What's your number, love?", I question her. She looked so shocked, her jaw litterally dropped and her eyes went wide. But, she gave me her number anyway. I gave her mine. "Would you like to go out for tea with me sometime?", i asked her. "Sure, I would love that," she said. I stood up for a picture with her. She gave me a hug. My heart melted at her soft touch. I gave her a peck on the cheek. She blushed as bright red as a firetruck.
Author's Note: Sorry guys for the short chapter! Next one will be longer, I promise! Stay sexy, and don't forget... SUPAMAAAAANNNN!!!!!!! I HAZ CARROTZ!!!!! STAY SEXY AND FOREVER YOUNG!!!! BYYYYEEEEZZZZZ!!!!!!!
