"Nattie!" I run up to the receptionist at the studio. "What room is One Direction recording in? And are they here yet?"
"No, they're not here. And right down the hall, third door." Nattie tells me.
"And do you have a piece of paper, a pen, and a piece of tape?" I ask quickly, bouncing on my feet. She gives me what I asked for. "Thank you!" I quickly scribble a note in my beautiful cursive handwriting before taping it to the door of One Direction's studio.
Hey Louis, fresh start?
000-000-0000
Kylie xoxo <3I feel bad. Louis was completely right. I shouldn't have judged him. So I gave him my number and asked for a new start. Hopefully he'll forgive me because he does actually seem like a sweet guy.
"What is with you these past few days?" Justin asks, turning in his seat and crossing his arms at me.
"What do you mean?" I ask, biting my lip.
"Last week you couldn't even write a song because you were so uninspired. You just wrote four songs in three days."
"Oh, did I?" I play dumb, looking down at my song book. "I don't remember that."
"You're a really shitty actress."
Louis POV
"Hey Lou." Liam says to me as we walk into the studio. "What's this?" He points to a note on the door.
Confused, I look at what the boys are looking at.
Hey Louis, fresh start?
000-000-0000
Kylie xoxo <3A smile creeps onto my lips.
"Ooh, does Louis have a secret girlfriend?" Niall teases, slinging his arm around my neck.
I clear my throat, snatching the paper off the door. "No, I don't."
"Yes you do." Harry speaks up.
"Guys, seriously." I snap, rolling my eyes. "It's nothing. Kylie is just a... friend."
"That was convincing."
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Strings Attached. (Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)
FanfictionKylie is a singer. Louis is a singer. Kylie thinks One Direction is a band full of douchebags who fuck with girls. What happens when Kylie falls into the arms of Louis? Will she insist in keeping herself free of strings tying her down? Or will sh...