Bristol is a young 20 year old with a big heart. As she was walking across the street, she discovers a really handsome, British band mate named Louis William Tomlinson. Then her whole life changed. But will Aiden, her ex get in the way of everything...
"Baby. Wake up." I playfully throw the pillow over Bristol's head to wake her up.
"Hmm." she groans.
"You have to get up. Its 6:30. You have a place to go."
"Wheeeeeeerrreee!" She says stubbornly.
"Wooooooork." I mock.
"Ugh. Can't I just quit?" she suggests.
"You can't quit on your first day." I argue.
"Why?"
"Because you don't even know if you're gonna like it. It might be really fun. And when we go on tour you can go photographing there." I suggest.
She finally gets up after 15 minutes of arguing over when to get up.
"Ugh. I'm still really tired."
"Oh well. Get used to it." I say following her to the bathroom of the hotel.
"I'm getting ready. I'll be out in a minute to leave." She says and shuts the door behind her.
About 5 minutes later, I notice she's not out yet. I open the door to the bathroom and quietly get undressed.
{Bristol's pov.}
I felt his biceps wrap around me. I already know who it is just by him running his hands through my drenched hair. When I turn, I'm facing Louis already soaked in the hot water running all down his body.
"Hey babe." I greets.
"Hi." I replyed.
"How are you?" he asks.
"Very tired." I say wrapping my arms around his torso.
"Oh. Me too."
There were a few minutes if hugging until Louis broke silence between us.
"Ok babe. This isn't you. What's wrong?" he looks down at me.
"Nothing."
"That's bull. I know you. You're lying."
"I really don't want to go. I don't know why I accepted this job in the first place. It gives me less time to spend with you." I look back at him.
"Baby," he cups my cheeks. "You can stay with me. We'll work it out."
"Thank you," I put my hands in his wet hair.
He slowly starts to lean in, just as there is a knock on the door.
"Louis who is it?" I ask.
Oh my. Like he's gonna know?
"I'm gonna go look." he says.
{Louis' pov.}
When I get to the door, Niall is standing there looking worried.
"Niall..." I start.
He walks into the house, no permission again like last time. I'm starting to get worried again.
"Where's Bristol?" Niall asks.
"Shower, why?"
"Can't say till she's out." Niall puts his hand on his forehead.
"Why?"
"Just go get her!" Niall said impatiently.
{Bristol's pov.}
"Babe. Come out here." Louis peered through the door.
"Why?" I ask.
"I don't know. Niall won't tell me."
"Niall?!"
"Yes Niall. Maybe he'll tell you What's going on. But he said we both have to be out there for the news." Louis says before shutting the door behind him.
I'm getting dressed when I hear a knock on the door, assuming it's Niall because Louis never knocks when it comes to me.
"Who is it?" I yell through the door.
"Niall. Can you come out here for a moment?" Niall asks.
"Yah." I softly reply.
I'm finished squeezing my jeans on (yes I used Harry's solo in little things) and walk out the door.
"Oh lookie, she's here!" Louis comes to me and wraps his arms around my shoulder. "Lets begin!"
"Ok." Niall swallows. "My apartments been sold." he softly says.
"Niall..." I begin after a little while of silence. "That time when you came to our place and was making sure we would act serious in any of these situations, you were gonna tell us this then, weren't you?" I say barely above a whisper.
He slowly nods his head.
"Thought so."
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