Lou & Liv Trilogy (One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter Eight

Louis' P.O.V.

I was sitting on the tour bus destroying Niall in a game of Halo. I was mindlessly playing, but Niall was really into it. He was sitting real close to the screen, desperately trying to kill me. My mind was elsewhere. I didn't have enough energy to focus on the game anymore. I killed Niall once more and then ended the game. He turned back to me with a big frown on his face.

"I would have won if you would have given me like a few more minutes." He mumbled. I turned off the xbox and the television and headed to my bunk. We were close to whatever place we were preforming at in Pennsylvania.

I rolled into my personal tunnel of darkness and pulled the curtain shut. I adjusted the brightness on my phone so it didn't burn my eyes out. No calls. Zero calls from Olivia. She was supposed to call me when she was boarding her flight and when she's off. She should be off the plane by now but she hasn't called me at all.

I thumbed through twitter. People get so annoying on there. Thousands of follow requests, thousands of birthday wishes, and also tons of people thinking I'm in a relationship with Harry...? Where did that even come from? 'Larry Stylinson'? Me and Harry being a romantic couple is the biggest load of bullshit I've ever heard. We are best mates. Nothing more.

My curtain was ripped open into blinding sunlight and Liam was standing there. I squinted at him.

"We're here. Get up!" He told me. I ducked out of my bunk and stumbled my way to the front of the bus. All five of us, plus security of course, made our way into the hotel through the back entrance. There were fans crowding everyone but us. No matter how much I wanted to see them, I know it was for the best that we didn't. Our faces were better left unbruised than torn up. We were staying in Pennsylvania for three days. One for the concert, another for an interview, and the final day is a free day. I was thrilled when Paul told us that we were going to get a free day.

I was granted a room to myself for this trip. Not that I don't love bunking with my band mates, there are just some of those days when I love being in my own room. I don't have Harry's snores, or Niall's sleep talking. I don't have Zayn getting up earlier than any normal human being or Liam's mushy nighttime conversations with Danielle. Just peace and quiet. I get to sleep peacefully and I get to watch whatever I want. It's rather calming.

I took a short nap before the boys got me up and we left for soundcheck. Soundcheck soon flooded into preparing for the concert. Preparing soon turned into standing on the sidelines readying ourselves to jump onto the stage. We began the concert with 'Na Na Na' and it went by fast. It wasn't long until we popped back out for the final 'I Want'. As we said our goodbyes I made a beeline for my phone. No messages. No calls. I was beginning to feel a mixture of worry and anger.

Suddenly a pair of hands draped over my eyes.

"Guess who!" Someone singsonged into my ear. I smiled. I peeled off Olivia's hands and turned to face her. I brought her into a tight hug.

"I told you to call." I told her sternly when I pulled back from the hug. She shifted on her feet and looked away before she met my eyes again.

"Yeah...sorry I just wanted to surprise you." She said with a cheeky grin. I just rolled my eyes and slung my arm over her shoulder. She squirmed out of it. "Change first." She said, pinching her nose. "You smell repulsive." I just snickered and went to change.

As we approached the hotel, Olivia's mouth dropped open.

"THIS is where you guys are staying?!" She asked. I shushed her, not wanting her to draw attention to us. I didn't peel my hand off of her mouth until we were in the glass elevator. "This is like a really nice hotel." She told me. I just rolled my eyes.

"You can stay in my room if you want. It'll save me money." I told her with a wink. She rolled her eyes and I opened my door. She admired the room while I took a shower. When I was changed I found Olivia sitting on the balcony, forty-five stories up.

"This place is incredible." She breathed. I don't think she knew I was in the doorway. I just smiled and sat on the free chair next to her.

"So I noticed you stayed in my flat a while longer." I cheekily told her. Olivia's eyes widened and she looked at me.

"How did you find out?!" She asked. I held up my phone.

"Believe it or not, I work with the bills between Harold and I. And I noticed the electricity was double than it should be." I told her. She slammed her head back in the chair. "And who is this 'Brett' guy?" I asked. She turned and faced me again.

"How did you find out about THAT?"  She asked me. I pointed to my phone again.

"You seem to forget that I follow you on Twitter." I said smirking. I opened her most recent tweet from a few days ago. "'Hanging out with @BrettBoy91 today

"He's just a guy from one of my classes. We sorta...I don't know...talked?" She suggested. I just chuckled and looked out at the night sky. "Well things aren't going to work out anyway." Olivia said quietly.

"Why's that?" I asked. She hesitated.

"Well...we were about to...you know-"

"IN MY OWN HOME?!" I shrieked. Olivia's face flushed a deep red but she kept on.

"And I was t-taking off his pants...and...his penis...was so tiny." She said quietly. The only thing I could do was burst into laughter. Just billows of laughter. I bet you $50 at least ten people heard me laughing.

"He had a...tiny...p-penis?!" I asked between my laughter, tears forming at my eyes. Olivia's face was redder than a bucket...that was...red. Okay I'll work on my analogies later.

"So I lied to him to get his pants back on." She confessed. I still couldn't stop laughing!

"So did you break up with him?" I asked through my never-ending chuckles.

"Well we never officially became boyfriend and girlfriend so...I just told him I was visiting an...an ex-boyfriend and then my plan was to tell him I got back together with my ex boyfriend and then maybe he would just...disappear?" She explained, fidgeting with her hands.

"Oh so am I the glorious ex boyfriend you hook up with and realize I am just too damn sexy to let go?" I asked her with a wink. Olivia didn't smirk or roll her eyes at me, which was what I was expecting. She was quiet and didn't make eye contact. "Wait...I'm right?" I asked.

"Well I mean I needed it to sound legit! So yeah I kinda meant you." She retorted. I laughed again. I suddenly got a good idea.

"Well you know how I always wanted to be a drama teacher?" I asked, turning myself in the chair to face Olivia. She sat up and faced me. She just nodded. "Well I know that if you want to play the part, you must have emotion and feeling behind it." I told her. Olivia had a confused look on her face. I sat up fully and my knees brushed hers. "Then we've got to get you to feel the part." I whispered.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She asked.

"You've got to hook up with your 'ex-boyfriend'." I told her. I leaned my face in closer to hers. "And since you've chosen me to play the boyfriend role..." I hinted at. Any normal girl would be repulsed, but Olivia, being just as perverted and sex-crazed as a normal man, just smirked.

"Then I guess we better get to work." She said in a hushed tone. I winked and then kissed her. It meant nothing, but I had been craving human contact, so it was fulfilling.

The kiss slowly turned sexual and I was practically feeling her up through her clothes. Soon clothes were no longer a problem and soon we were back into the room and no longer on the balcony.

I'm glad I have this kind of friendship with Olivia. No regrets and all these benefits? It's not like I love her or anything. She just takes my mind off everything. Luckily she's always there when I desperately need her. If our mums found out...she wouldn't be the only one smacking my bum.