Chapter 4
Song of the Chapter~
Well. I didn't really listen to a certain song while writing this lol. I listened to all seven of One Direction's bonus tracks on Take Me Home, Best Song ever and Wings by Little Mix. lol
Becca's POV
Louis slowly guides me through all of the fans, not stopping for any of them, or even acknowledging them.
"Louis I love you!"
"Eww. Who is she?"
"Louis, is that your girlfriend?!"
"She's ugly."
Those are just some of the things scream into Louis and my ears as we push through the huge crowd. Louis kept shaking his head, holding back and trying not to yell.
"Slut"
"That's it!" Louis screams at the last remark. He spins his whole body around, facing in the direction of the rude comment, "Everyone. Let me make this clear. This is Rebecca. She is a girl. I am a guy. We are only friends. She is not a slut. She isn't ugly either. She is gorgeous." He then turns to face a different way, looking at a different fan, "I love you too, babe." He winks and turns back to face the rude fans, "The rest of you can go fuck yourselves. Have a nice night everyone." He says obnoxiously, and helps me towards Nikki's car.
He opens the passenger door for me and closes it gently once I climb in. His pace becomes a little faster as he walks around the back to make his way to the driver's seat.
His fingers fumble with the keys before he finds the correct one and puts it in the ignition, starting the car.
I watch as he tailors the side-mirros to fit his needs, and moves the seat further back from the pedals. He lookes into the rear-veiw mirror, and adjusts it, making sure he had perfect vision of everything. I'm honestly impressed, considering the fact that I had always thought Louis would be a very crazy and reckless driver.
His hands finally grip onto the steering wheel and he takes a deep breath in, releasing it seconds after, "So. Where to?" The corners of his mouth turn upward, forming a small grin.
"Umm... Just pull... Pull out of the parking lot and.. and make a.. umm.. a left? Wait.. no.. I mean right." I stutter the whole way through what could have been a simple 11-word sentence and had no idea why.
But I suddenly found myself watching Louis and looking at all of his features. Is it something new? No, definitely not. I have stared and stared at all of their picture for hours and hours on end, but just something about Louis that I couldn't put my finger on.
His eyes are just perfect. The color and everything. And his skin is just flawless. There isn't a sinlge bump, blemish or even the slightest scar on it. His smile is beautiful. His teeth showing slightly, but you could tell that they are perfectly white and shine constantly. The pictures I see online and on instagram, facebook and twitter are nothing compared to seeing Louis in real life.
Realizing what I'm doing, I eventually snap out of the little trance I was in and I soon feel the light pink on my cheeks go away. I look around and see that we were nearing the highway that we need to take, "Now, just get on here." I instruct and Louis enters where I point.
I see his hand move to put the radio on from the corner of my eye. He clicks on a bunch of different stations until he finds one that he enjoys.
After a few moments, I find myself staring out the window. My eyes begin watching the paved roads we drive on and the white and yellow lines marked all over it. They scan the trees just for fun, looking at all the different heights and leaves. Both of them keep contact with the occasional houses they find on the sides of the road, deciding whether they were pretty or not.
