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Chapter 28. Louis' pov. Interview. (Edited)

We were on our way to the studio, Late Night With Jimmy Kimmel, and so far Bristol hasn't said a single word on the way there. I keep thinking in my mind I had done something to her, but I can't think of anything. Then why would she be avoiding everything I do or say?

I don't get it.

I looked over and noticed she was resting her head against the window, and her chin on the palm of her hand. I put my hand on her thigh to try calming her nerves, and to my surprise, she lays her hand over top of mine. Wow, I still get this tingling in my stomach. I still get butterflies over her touch. I would kill for her touch.

{Bristol's pov.}

On our way to the interview, I spoke no words to Louis in the car. I honestly dont know why, I love him and all, but I still avoid him for reasons I don't even know.

"What's wrong Bearcub? You've been avoiding me the whole car ride." he says looking over to me.

I look back at him before saying "Nothing Boobear, just really tired from the day."

"Are you sure your just tired? You've been ignoring me all day and night. Are you ok?" he said again.

I know I should tell him I'm kinda scared for tour and the interview and all, but I suddenly realized that'll get me nowhere. Louis would just be worried about our relationship like I am. I don't like being afraid of Louis, but this is how the relationship started with Aiden. Everything was perfect, until it wasn't.

We pulled into the parking lot, and walked up to the doors meeting all the boys in chairs, along with Kenzie.

{halfway through the interview. Louis pov.}

"So, we've talked a lot about tour, lets move onto relationships. Bristol and Louis, how's it going?" Jimmy says.

"We've been doing very well. A lot of sad times together-" I got cut off by Harry speaking.

"Ha! I'll say your doing 'very well'!" he mocks me in quotes. Oh Lord, what now?

"What do you meen by that?" Jim wondered tilting his head.

Harry spoke again. "Let's just say they're very active." he started, this is about to get bad. "Active everywhere."

Jimmy starts chuckling before he looks at me. "I would stop him from going any further but Harry's getting you back for telling the crowd before about their first time. This is a great battle!"

"That wasn't my fault I couldn't help it! I'm supposed to be funny!" I yell back in laughter.

"Well whoever said you weren't funny?" Kimmel laughs back.

"Can we get on a different topic? I do recall Harry and Kenzie-"

"Hey hey... No more. Shut up Louis!" Harry shouts.

"Okay. The shows over it's 11 o'clock." Kimmel yells still laughing over all the commotion.

{in the car.}

"So did tonight go better or worse than you expected?" I ask looking over to Bristol putting my hand on her thigh.

"Is that even a question? It was kind of humiliating. You and Harry need to settle this war about telling the whole world each other's sex lives."

"You're right." I said grabbing her hand in mine. "I'll make sure this ends. I wouldn't want my precious girl to be embarrassed live on public television."

"I appreciate it." she says. "I love you."

"I love you more."

Just her voice is enough to bring light to me. I've been worried all night about her abnormal silence, but she's also saying she loves me. I should trust her, believe her. My worries shouldn't take over and I will continue to make her happy. She deserves to be happy.

"I will always love you. You will always be the love of my life. I think of you every minute of everyday. I want you to be able to trust my friends, so I'll have a chat with Harry."

We made it the car ride home with conversations about the day, and how much we love each other. I will never leave her, that's a promise I'm able to keep. It came to be 11 o'clock when she fell asleep in my arms. We were watching Impractical Jokers, just like I had wanted to, and Joe was the big loser. Sal is Bristol's favorite, while mine is Murr. With our opposing favorites, we typically have playful arguments over who is going to lose. Bristol mentioned in the middle of the commercials that she loved me and she was going to sleep. I told her then that was fine, so I'll shut the TV off. She nodded pulling the blankets over her head signaling she did want to sleep. I pulled her close to me and we both slept. She ended up falling asleep with her head on my chest, we were hand in hand, and our arms around each other

{9 a.m.}

My sleep was nice, until I awoke this morning with no Bristol. There was a note on the pillow saying she had a surprise for me, and to follow the footprints with rose petals along the way. When I looked at the floor, I saw white footprints from what I could only assume to be flour, and I did what the note said, leading me to the backyard. Just then I remembered this is the day we go on tour. But the surprise was a brand new car. A yellow Lamborghini, with a black stripe going through the middle of the hood, ending at the back of the car under the license plate. The car had rose petals all over it, pink rose petals, and Bristol had her back facing me in a chair in front of an easel with paint and brushes. I walked over to her finding she was painting the car. Then she grabbed some Brown and started painting hair. When she was finished with the figure it looked to be me. Then she grabbed another brush and started painting blonde hair, with a pink shirt, and skinny jeans. Was this a picture of us, and were we getting ready to take this exact picture with the car?

She turns to face me and I smile at the sight of her wonderful self.

"Good morning Boobear." was all she said before turning around and painting again.

"Good morning Bearcub. What's all this?"

"Its your surprise. And I know, your thinking it was really random. But I kind of also just wanted to do it for you." she says standing back up.

While looking at the painting, all I can think of is how talented one must be to come up with this. For that person to be my very own girlfriend, I am astounded.