Learning to Love Again

Chapter 9

Chapter 9~

Cathie's POV~

"Cathie"

I-I can't believe what i just heard! Did I really just hear what I think I just heard? It sure sounded like Louis Tomlinson just said Cathie- my name! No, I must be hearing things, this is not happening. I'm sure there is a reasonable explanation to this. Oh I got it! I'm dreaming. DUH. I'll just pinch myself awake! 

He's looking at me! W-What do I do?! My wrist! I quickly pinched my wrist and closed my eyes. I opened them. it didn't work.. Louis Tomlinson is still sitting in front of me on his leather couch, inside his trailer. He's looking at me! Do I look funny? Do I have any pimples? Is it my hair? I knew I should have straightened it!   

Okay, so this isn't a dream... OH MY GOD I'M IN LOUIS TOMLINSON TRAILER!!! HE KNOWS MY NAME!!- wait what?! How does he know my name?! We've never met! Trust me, I would've remembered that. Maybe it was a lucky guess? Cathie is a fairly common name... I think..

I saw a change in Louis's expression then. Like he realized something? Maybe I'm the wrong girl? That must be it! He must know another Cathie! 

Now he's.. smiling at me? C-Can't Br-reathe! remain calm. Don't lose it now, Cathie. This is no time to fan girl. Just breathe.

Just as i was about to take a bug gulp of air, he spoke up.

"Oh, sorry.. you probably don't know how I know your name....well you do but you don't..." Louis rubbed the back of his neck. That's weird, I thought guys only did that when they were nervous... There's no way Louis Tomlinson, a member of One Direction, is nervous! Not in this situation especially! I'm  the fan- not him! Now I'm confused, on top of everything else. 

There was a moment of awkward silence before one of us said anything. Seeing as my lungs were suffering from a random asthma attack- I don't even have asthma!- Louis spoke.

" Do you want to sit down?" He glanced down at the couch then back up to me.

I eyed the spot next to him. Well, my feet were kinda sore from the concert.... I can't, I'll lose it for sure! He's looking at me.... Oh what the hell, It's Louis Tomlinson! I nodded and walked over to the couch- with every step my heart beating faster. Louis-hesitantly- patted a spot on the couch right next to him, and I sat. If I scooted even a teeny tiny bit to my right, our arms would have been touching. Maybe I should scoot over to the left... but then he might get the wrong idea.. I'll just stay right here.

No one would have been able to tell by my calm outside, that on the inside I was a total mess.

Louis began adjusting himself on the couch, so he could- somewhat- turn and face me. While he was doing this, he leaned towards the left slightly. It was enough, though, for his huge bicep to bump into my arm. It sent a shiver through my entire body. I looked down at my arm, puzzled. There were goosebumps. I looked up so Louis wouldn't notice. I was only greeted my the feeling of something against my knee. I looked back down to see that it was his knee. Louis saw me looking at his knee and moved it, saying

"Sorry"

I, finally trusting my voice, spoke for the first time since the security guard led me to the trailer. "It's fine."

His head snapped up at my words. Or was it my voice? Did it sound hoarse? I knew I shouldn't have screamed so much! No! stop it! Louis put his knee in it's previous place.

"So.. I'm guessing I should start explaining why you're here, Cathie.."

Oh no, there goes the screaming fan girls in my head and the racing heart. I need to calm down.        "Um... yeah"