The Tomlinson's nanny. (L.T)

Setting things straight.

27th December 2013.

Liv's POV.

I lead Louis to a more secluded area and sit down on a deck chair, Louis does the same and looks at me expectantly.
"What did you want to talk to me about love?" He asks, eyes never leaving mine.
I feel a pang of guilt when he calls me love, he is so sweet and I'm about to ruin any chance of us ever being anything more than friends.
"Look Louis, do you remember that night at the club for your birthday when I told you that we couldn't have any kind of romance?" I trail off, watching for his response.
He furrows his eyebrows as if he is attempting to remember, but then a smile forms on his face.
"Yeah I remember, but after last night you have seen that it can work out between us and there is really nothing to worry about?" He asks, sounding confident.
He reaches his hand out in an attempt to hold my hand, I put my hands up to stop him and look at him apologetically.
"No Louis, I've realised that I was in fact very right and that last night really shouldn't of happened, I'm sorry if it lead you to think anything else, it was never my intention to hurt you or lead you on but I have to do what is right and having a romance with my bosses son isn't right, it just can't happen and I need to put a stop to it now, before this goes any further and before anyone gets really hurt." I look down at my feet and let out a long sigh, feeling relieved and upset but I'm happy, I know that I have done the right thing, I refuse to lead Louis on any longer or give myself false hope, its not fair on either of us.
I realise that Louis hasn't spoken yet so I find the courage to look up, he is just sitting there his face stony and emotionless.
"Lou?" I ask quietly, feeling horrible, questioning whether or not I had really done the right thing.
"Okay, cool." He says, expression not changing.
I breathe a sigh of relief.
Louis looks up at me, still unreadable.
"Sorry, I just thought that after last night you had changed your mind.. I guess I was wrong." He says quietly.
"I'm sorry Louis." I say, just as quiet.
"Its fine Liv." He replies, shrugging his shoulders.
Something tells me that its not fine at all.
"Are you sure? What can I do?" I ask desperately.
"Look Liv, I said I'm fine and I am, you've made your feelings very clear and I thank you for that but there isn't a thing that you can do right now to make me feel better, other than erase everything that you just said to me but I know that isn't going to happen so I think I'll just go back and talk to that girl, she seemed interested before, she even asked for my number but I turned her down because I thought you and I were.. Never mind it doesn't matter, so yeah, I'll see you later." He finishes and gives me a weak smile.
"Yeah, see you Lou." I say quietly.
All I can think is that he just turned down that beautiful girl for me and I have completely destroyed any chance of anything romantic ever happening between us.
Which is what I wanted, isn't it?
So why do I feel like crying?
I squeeze my eyes shut to stop any tears that are trying to escape and rest my head in my palms.
I feel the deck chair dip beside me and a strong arm snake around my shoulders.
"Are you okay love?" Harry's husky voice asks me, sounding concerned.
"Not really, can you take me away from here Harry?" I ask, still on the verge of tears.
"Of course babe, where do you want to go?" He asks, helping g me up from the chair and taking my hand in his.
I grab my things and Harry leads me out into the carpark.

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