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chapter 9. Bristols pov. (Edited)

We pulled up to some restaurant, I didn't bother to look at what it was called cause I was busy looking at the beautiful details inside the building. The lights were strung up to the ceiling, the tables were round, lined up, and had a light blue table cloth spread on top of them. Candles, maybe 2 or 3 per table, were in the exact middle of the tables, scented raspberries it smelled like, and were lit a little fire inside.

"Louis this is the best thing anyone has ever done for me! This place is beautiful! I love it, and I love you! Thank you sooo much!" I shouted getting goosebumps all over.

"Well I love you too Bristol, but you have to calm down." Louis said.

We were walking in and Louis had said he reserved a table for just us 2.

He added, "Its not very big though. So we can only have so much food."

I agreed. "Ok. I don't eat much anyway. You know that baby."

He replies, "I know baby. I like it when you call me that."

"I got a cuter name in mind," I mutter. "Boobear." I then whispered to myself.

"Now you don't need to use the name my mum gave me." he inturupts.

"I know I was just joking around." I giggled.

"Well don't joke around with that. The only reason that she didn't call me 'Boobear' while you were over there is because she knows, I finally have a girl who treats me with respect." Louis blurts out.

There was silence when we finally sat down to eat.

"I love you Louis."

"I guess you can call me Boobear. But only cause was love eachother so much." he says looking up at me. "And I love you too Bristol."

We just sat there for a few minutes. Then a song of One Direction came on and Louis smiled at me.

"Did you also tell them to play a song?" I asked smiling at Louis, ear to ear.

"Yep. And guess this song." Louis says.

"Its only my favorite. Once In A Lifetime." I said nodding my head.

I then gave him the biggest smile. "I love you too much." I said.

"I love you too baby." he copies.

"Boobear." I then whisper looking at him.

"You know what if you have a nickname for me then I have to have a nickname for you too." he responds almost angrily.

"Alright what." I asked.

"Why are you asking what?" he responds.

"What's my nickname?" I answered.

He squinted his face and looked up. Then looked at me and replied, "Bearcub."

"Bearcub?" I asked with a confused look on my face.

"Yeah. If I'm Boobear, then you have to be a bear with me. So I named you Bearcub." he responded.

"Ok. Fine. But we have to keep our nicknames for eachother until split or death." I said.

"I hope its till death."

"Me too." I agree.

"Come on Bearcub. Lets go." he said leaving his plate sit there and grabbed my hand, then we both left.

Hand in hand, we walked out the door and got in the car. When we got in there I leaned in to kiss him and noticed he was still outside. Some guy in all black leather was walking over to him. I got out even though I knew there was something in my system telling me this was gonna be bad. But I did it anyway.