Forced - A Louis Tomlinson Love Story

Chapter 10

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Louis POV

 

The lads and I were going shopping. Yay! Note the sarcasm. We were in our bands’ tailor’s shop and were having our suits made for the wedding.

The wedding. I honestly don’t know how I feel about the wedding. I don’t know why I feel a mix of emotions whenever someone mentions the wedding.

I feel sad, annoyed, doubtful, stressed and, dare I say it, happy and content. I feel like my ‘childhood’ is technically being ripped away from me, I’m the first in the band that would be married. Most of us thought that it was Liam and Danielle, but because of this stupid agreement from our parents, I don’t even get to choose WHO I marry. I feel like I’m in a Chinese soap opera.

While the other lads are trying on their suits, I’m here sitting on this couch in the shop thinking of how this marriage will ruin my life. Maybe I can still see other people? Well, I don’t think Trixie would mind, besides, we were both just forced into this right? Ans she can also see whoever she wants. That’s right, we both can see whoever we want.

But my mind flashes back to that Noah guy. I know Trixie said that he was gay, but I couldn’t help but think that he wasn’t really truly gay. That he was bi. Call it an instinct somehow but I’m pretty sure he’s not full on gay. But then my mind wandered on how close they were when I saw them at the bakeshop. When I imagine them hugging, it’s kind of making me want to rip out Noah’s throat. No one can hug Trixie, she’s mine.

Woah. Where did that thought come from? I’m pretty sure I wasn’t expected to think that. I was just thinking about how it would be good for us to see other people while being married and then I see an image of Noah and her hugging and I’m immediately jealous.

No. I can’t be jealous. I don’t like her. She’s just my soon-to-be wife and nothing more. No feelings attached. But then there’s always this part of me thinking about what if we made this marriage work after all. It’s not like she’s not pretty. And besides, I am attracted to her. And maybe-just maybe, I might be falli-

My train of thought was cut when someone threw a blazer on my face.

“Hey!” I said removing the blazer. “Who threw that?” I asked somewhat annoyed.

“Sorry Lou. But I thought that you were spacing out and Zayn wants your attention. He found you the perfect suit!” Harry said excited.

“Where is it then?” I asked searching for Zayn.

“Here it is.” Zayn said behind me. I turned around and I saw Zayn holding the most amazing suit I have ever seen. I may sound like a girl now but I can imagine myself wearing this on my wedding day. I can imagine myself waiting for Trixie wearing this suit. It’s not the usual suit and it’s not too extravagant either. It’s just the perfect one for me.

“Wow. Zayn you really have an amazing eye for fashion. You could be mistaken for a girl.” I told him jokingly.