the traveller // louis tomlinson

chapter seventeen // storytelling.

Mia's POV

"You're the worst at disguising yourself, no offense," Niall laughs as I step out of the bunk area, after Tyler informing me that the dress code for tonight is unrecognizable.

I give him a shove before stepping in front of the mirror. I don't know what else they want from me. I already pulled my brown curls back into a braid, a hairstyle I've never done before. Then Lou ran to the store to grab us both something, bringing me back the girliest floral jumper I've ever seen, equipped with high heels.

"Come on, Niall. That's not true. Mia's actually wearing the high heel instead of attacking innocent people with it," Harry smirks, referring to earlier when Harry had walked in on me changing and I threw the first thing I could get my hands on.

I let out an irritated fake laugh before flipping him the bird with both hands. Niall laughs loudly at Harry, which earns himself a nice headlock from Harry. I know better than to stand around the two of them when they start to wrestle. I quickly shuffle away, plopping down on the couch so I don't have to stand in these damned heels anymore.

I'm actually looking forward to tonight. I finally get to see Ed Sheeran in concert, something I've wanted to do for awhile now. Plus I get to hear Olivia and Tea and what they do. After breakfast this morning we met up with the rest of the group and I really got to know the two girls.

Olivia really is one of the quirkiest girls I've ever met. No matter what we were doing, she always managed to embarrass herself. But when she embarrasses herself, she does it in the cutest way possible, it's really not fair.

And after I got to talk to Tea without Louis around, I really enjoyed her company. She literally can make a joke out of anything. If she weren't a singer, I would have guessed she was a comedian.

Louis plops down beside me in his disguised outfit. He wears a baseball hat pulled down so you can barely see his eyes, along with one of Harry's leather jackets and a pair of dark jeans. It's rather cute that the boys think putting on hats and different clothes will make them unrecognizable. I mean, come on, I'd know Louis' butt from a mile away.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Where the hell did that come from?

"You don't look that bad Mia, there's no need to be blushing of embarrassment," Louis laughs and rolls his eyes.

I give him a shove back, playing along. I'd rather him believe anything else beside what I actually was blushing from. I literally have no idea where that thought came from. I mean, sure, Louis has a nice... I mean, it's recognizable, I suppose.

I stumble over my own thoughts. Thankfully I'm saved by Tyler announcing it's time to go.

"Let's not try and walk in a big group, yeah? Spread out a bit," He says once our bus pulls over to the side of the road, a few blocks away from the venue where Ed's playing.

Harry - who has been brimming with excitement ever since we started getting ready for tonight - lets go of Niall and races out of the tour bus. Zayn heads out right behind him, the two walking quickly. After letting the two of them get ahead, Liam, Niall and Lou step out of the bus, trying their best to blend in with the others walking along the sidewalk.

"Mia, keep an eye on them all, will you?" Tyler turns to give me a smile as Louis and I wait for the three of them to be out of sight.

"Of course," I smirk at Louis, who rolls his eyes.

After Tyler gives us the 'ok', we head on out of the bus and into the breezy summer night. Louis walks closely beside me, his shoulder grazing past mine every few steps. We try our best to keep at a slow, steady pace even though the show is about to start at any minute.