Treacherous {Louis Tomlinson}

(7) Crossing Boundaries

    Hey everyone! I've actually managed to update on the right day this week! :D Though that probably has something to do with the fact I've been avoiding school practically all week.

    Things are getting more interesting. ;) Tell me what you think maybe? What do you think is going to happen after this chapter? Is there something YOU would like to see? Let me know, and I might add it in! :)

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    Love you all,

    Clara.

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~Harper~

    By the time soundcheck rolls around I’m in a really good mood. I’ve finally got a lead! I had to stop myself from jumping up and down in excitement when I’d taken the call earlier. Cloning Romanov’s phone has finally paid off. He’s meeting a possible buyer in London three days from now. And conveniently it falls when when everyone has a day off. I couldn’t have planned it better myself. I have nothing to complain about when I step into the dressing room to help Caroline before the show tonight. We’ve all just gotten back from dinner and while the boys have an impromptu meeting with management I hurry to their dressing room.

    “You’re awfully cheerful today,” Caroline notes with a smile as I quickly set up everything I need before the show starts.

    I just shrug and grin as I set out the last of Zayn’s shoes. Once everything is finished, I pick up my bag and turn to Caroline.

    “Is it alright if I go out to soundcheck?”

    Caroline nods, a large smile still spread over her face. “Go right ahead.”

    “Thanks,” I toss behind my shoulder as I head out the door. I’m giddy on the knowledge that I’m finally getting somewhere on this case. Not so much as to make me sloppy, but enough to make me plop down into one of the chairs in the second row of the arena with a smile plastered over my face.

    I put my purse in the chair beside me and prop my feet up on the back of seat in front of me. I cross my ankles and for a moment study the brown shoes I’d chosen today. They are surprisingly comfortable and light and I’d been pleasantly surprised to find them at the bottom of my shoe bag. I vaguely remember my mother talking about the type of shoe once, and I am fairly certain they’re called brogues. Not that it matters. My attention turns to the stage as the five boys file onto it. I hear a few excited squeals coming from the back and remember that a few of the fans have VIP passes granting them access to the soundcheck. A grin spreads over my lips as a plan forms in my mind. Usually I’m not much of a jokester, but there’s just something about these five boys that brings out another side of me.

    “Are we ready?” Liam asks, and when four heads nod back the band picks up the opening notes of “Rock Me”.

    Harry lifts the microphone to his lips and begins the song flawlessly. “Do you remember summer ’09? Wanna go back there every night. Just can’t lie, was the best time of my life. Lying on the beach as the sun blew out. Playing this guitar by the fire too loud. Oh my, my, they can never shut us down.”

    The song ends and I clap excitedly from my spot in the center row. I see Louis look at me and grin, but he doesn’t say anything as the next song starts.

    “Give you this, give you that. Blow a kiss, take it back. If I looked inside your brain, I would find lots of things, clothes, shoes, diamond rings. Stuff that’s drivin’ me insane.”