Strings Attached. (Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)

Chapter Nineteen

My heart is racing so fast that it feels like it's going to burst. After six months, I finally get to see Louis again.

I throw my sunglasses over my eyes, grabbing my bag. "Thank you!" I smile at my driver, giving him a quick wave.

I head over to the back entrance of the arena, where Niall told me Paul would let me in. I called Niall for help in setting this up. I'll be staying with the boys for the last two weeks of their tour.

"Kylie! So nice to see you!" Paul grins, pulling me into a hug. "Now we can all stop listening to Louis jabber on and on about you and how much he loves you and misses you and blah blah blah." He mocks Louis, flipping his imaginary hair. "Come on, I'll bring you over to him."

I see Niall and Harry chatting in the hallway. "Hey!" Niall cheers, coming over to hug me. "Nice of you to join us, love."

"Now maybe Louis will shut up about you." Harry adds, hugging me once Niall moves away.

"That's what I said." Paul chuckles, going back to the door he was originally at.

"So where is Louis?" I ask eagerly, smiling.

"I think he's sleeping in one of the other rooms. Lou hasn't done his hair so he took advantage of his free time." Harry laughs, shaking his head. "But, honestly, I don't think Louis is going to appreciate what you're wearing."

"I don't either." Niall agrees.

I look down at my outfit; light wash jeans and a white bralet, my hair in a ponytail. "Eh, he'll get over it, I'm sure."

"Let's go." Niall says, leading me away from Harry. "He's in there."

I give Niall another hug. "Thank you so much for helping me. Seriously."

"No problem, love. It makes me happy to see you guys in love." I could see notice he was wishing he had what Louis and I have.

"You'll find the right girl one day, Ni. I promise." I kiss his cheek. "Don't worry."

"Thanks." Niall blushes. "I'll leave you be now."

I push open the door, seeing Louis asleep on the couch. I smile softly. I drop my bag beside the couch.

I crawl on top of Louis, pressing kisses up his neck until I get to his lips. He immediately kisses back. I smile at him again.

"Kylie!" Louis shouts, finally realizing that I'm with him. "Oh my god, what are you doing here?"

"Well, you said you were feeling quite homesick so I'm going to join you guys for the last two weeks of tour." I tell him, grinning.

"I love you so bloody much." Louis whispers, pressing our lips together.

"I love you too."

Louis pulls away from my lips, eyeing my body. "You look hot." He groans. "But I don't know if I'm willing to let other people look at your body like I do."

"Don't worry, babe. I'm yours, and only yours." I say, taking Louis' bottom lip between my teeth.

"You fucking tease." Louis growls, his grip tightening on my waist.

"I do my best." I smile, sitting up on his lap. "But you've got to do your best tonight. Did you do sound check yet?"

"Yeah, a little while ago. But the show starts in ten minutes, I think."

"I'm a bit late." I conclude, sighing and jumping off of Louis' lap. "I suppose you should get under the stage. Good luck, babe." I peck his lips, grabbing my bag. "I love you."

"Love you too.

Their show was literally the best show ever. No pun intended.