The Next Morning //Nouis// boyxboy ✅

Chapter 5

Louis

ONE DIRECTION'S LOUIS TOMLINSON SPOTTED WITH MYSTERIOUS BLONDE

LOUIS TOMLINSON CAUGHT ENTERING HOTEL WITH BLONDE

ONE DIRECTION STAR, LOUIS TOMLINSON, CAPTURED ENTERING TAXI WITH BLONDE. COULD THIS BE HIS NEW LOVE?

I groaned as I looked at the headlines on every different channel. I was sitting in Harry's room with the rest of the boys. We were watching a movie on TV when the headlines came on at the end. We changed channels and there it was again. I fell back on the couch, my head falling back, hands covering my face.

The news would not let this go, and I knew they'd be speaking about it for a while. I was not regretting my actions though. It proved to me I was still attracted to females, almost. It felt amazing, my God did it feel great. But the kissing. It wasn't as good as what I remembered.

"It's alright Lou. It will go away soon" Niall comforted. 

"Are you seeing her again?" Harry asked. Niall's hand tightened slightly on my leg.

"No. It was a one night thing" Niall's grip released from my leg. "I hate the media" I groaned again. 

"Just ignore it, yeah? It'll be over in a few days and they will forget about it. Unless you see her again" Harry spoke. It was true, I guess. Harry has always been in the news for being spotted with someone and it died down after a week tops. But that was Harry. The womaniser. This is me, the boy who had gotten out of a serious relationship that lasted four years. 

I sighed sadly. I didn't mean to complain. I made the mistakes and should have known better, but alcohol clouded my mind. I just wish I could make the mistakes that a "normal" person would and wouldn't be in the news for it. But that is fame and I love my job. Just not the media.

Niall's hand was still resting on my knee and I don't think anyone had noticed it. I had though, I brought my leg up and over the other one, crossing my leg. Niall's hand fell off limply to the couch. 

"Yeah, you're right" I agreed. He was right, I just had to ignore it. "Can we get some room service? I'm hungry" 

"That's a good idea. I could use some food too" Niall piped up. We got off the couch and walked over to the phone and menu. Niall stood next to me and looked over my shoulder. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, feel the brush of his bare arm on clothed on. 

His eyes were scanning the words on the laminated paper, but I was looking at his arm touching mine. I shouldn't be thinking about his damn arm, that strong arm that could hold me close and protectively to his body. His nice toned body. Thinking about it, it made think of how much I needed to be held close to someone. But I needed to be strong. I couldn't let my emotions show, especially not these ones.

"Do you know what you want?" his deep voice brought me out my trance and I jumped. "You alright?" 

"Yeah" I mumbled, pulling the sleeves down and over my hands. "Um, whatever you want is fine" I didn't realise how quiet my voice was until Niall gave me a worried look. 

"Um okay" Niall picked up the phone and dialled the number. I didn't hear a single word he said. I tuned out of everything around me. All I was thinking about is how I'm supposed to survive the next few days of rumours, the possible weeks of interviews, and lets not forget the month of deciding on my feelings of Niall. Maybe I should try experimenting with other men while sober. But how can I do that when I'm me, the big and famous Louis Tomlinson. 

I had no idea how long I had been where I was, or if anyone tried to take me away from my spot, but I jumped when the door to Harry's room was knocked on. Niall was the one to get up and answer it and I watched him saunter over to the door, definitely checking him out while doing so. Niall took the trolley of food and wheeled it over to us, closing the door before he left of course.