I'll Be Your Reality ~Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction~

Chapter Four: Falling Gently

Jessica's P.O.V

I honestly can't believe I just signed to be Harry's 'girlfriend'...

Wow.

That's cray cray stuff right there.

We drove home without a single word. "Can I talk to you?" Louis asked me once we pulled in the drive-way. "Sure." I responded. Harry left the vehicle and Louis and I sat there in silence. "What do you want to talk about?" I asked him. "Will you wait for me?" He asked as he looked me straight in the eye. I thought for a moment. "Will you wait for me?" I asked him. "Yes." He quickly responded. I smiled "Then I'll wait for you." I whispered. He smiled and I opened the car door. I walked inside the house and the air-conditioning engulfed my warm body. 

"Harry can I talk to you?" I asked him. He turned around and smiled. "Sure." He responded. I walked into the movie room and faced Harry. He closed the door so we were alone. "Look, I'm going to get this straight, I did this for the money. There is nothing between us, got it?" I asked him. He sighed. "It's because of the dream, isn't it?!" He asked me. "Not all of it!" I responded. "How?" He asked me. I thought for a moment..If I didn't have the dream would I have fallen for Louis? I mean, Harry is a nice guy...Maybe I should give him a chance, but I'd break Louis' heart! "How?!" Harry asked me again. Before I could respond the doorbell rang. "Eleanor is here." He stated.

We walked out of the movie room and into the entryway. I saw the skinny brunette who I saw on the magazines. "Hello! I'm Eleanor!" She exclaimed as she gave me a hug. I rolled my eyes and faked a smile as I released. "I'm Jessica." I responded. Louis greeted her and gave her a hug. Harry wrapped his arm around my waist. I tried to smile but somewhat failed. "Let's go to the fair today." Eleanor suggested. "Alright." Louis responded. "With Jessica and Harry!" She added with a smile. I smiled with and looked up at Harry. He looked back at me a smiled. 

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"That was awesome!!" I exclaimed as I jumped off the ride. Harry stumbled off. "Never...Again.." He breathed. I laughed and playfully punched his shoulder. "Let's do it again!" I teased. "How about the Ferris Wheel?" Eleanor asked in favor of Harry. "That's better." He responded with a smile. 

We walked over to the Ferris Wheel and waited in line with Security around us. Harry and I had to act like a couple in public, and what's worse is so did Louis and Eleanor. Harry had his arm wrapped tightly around my waist and Louis had his arm wrapped around Eleanor's. Harry sent a glance at the fans and they screamed. 

We stepped up to the Ferris Wheel and Harry and I took our seats in the booth. The booth was rather small so we were sitting very close to each other. He grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "What is it, Harry?" I asked him. "I'm scared of heights." He replied. I chuckled. "It's okay, I'll be right here." I comforted. He smiled and gave me a gentle kiss which made the fans go wild. I didn't like it at all when Harry kissed me. But in the public, PDA is what I'm being paid for.

The Ferris Wheel started and Harry squeezed my hand tighter. I looked at him, his eyes were shut and his posture was straight. He was taking deep breaths. "Harry." I giggled. He opened his eyes and slouched a tad. "What?" He asked. "It's okay, everything is going to be alright." I confronted him. He sighed. "Let's do something to keep our minds off of the height." I told him. He looked away and I grabbed his face and forced him to look at me. "Don't look out, just focus on me." I told him, he smiled. "Let's play Twenty Questions." I suggested, he nodded in agreement. "Favorite color?" I asked "Red." He responded. "Why are you doing this?" He asked me. I sent him a confused look. "What do you mean?" I asked him. "Why did you sign for this?" He clarified. "The money, I guess." I shrugged. He chuckled "No, there must be something more." He told me. "But there's not." I responded. "You must feel something for me, otherwise you would have rejected that paper." He stated as he brought his face closer to mine.