Kylie 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...
Flash forward six months to absolute bliss. The lads and I have finished recording our album, and it's already been released.
I roll over in bed, a huge smile instantly on my face. I open my eyes to see Louis' face identical to mine.
"Good morning, my beautiful Kylie." Louis grins, pulling me on top of him so our chests are pressed together. "Happy two year anniversary."
"Happy anniversary." I reply, leaning down and pecking his lips.
"Why don't you throw some clothes on and I'll get make us some breakfast?" Louis offers, kissing my temple before leaving the bedroom in only boxers.
I put on Louis' jersey- the white one I never gave back to him, even after we broke up. I wore it every Friday night to bed.
Sighing, I walk over to Louis and wrap my arms around his waist from behind. I press a kiss to his back, feeling him grab my hands.
"I never left London to get away from you. I never wanted to leave you at all." I whisper. "I left for work. I left because someone wanted to record with me there."
Louis sighs, clearly angrily.
"Are you mad at me for moving?" I murmur, burying my face in his skin.
"Honestly, Kyles, I am. When I found out you moved to another continent, I thought you'd never want me again, even after you promised we'd get back together. I thought you lied to me."
I turn Louis around, putting my hands on his cheeks. "I could never not want you, Lou. I love you too much to ever leave you ever again."
"It's you and me forever." Louis smiles softly.
"Forever and ever." I reply, pecking his lips again. "So what's the plan for today?"
"Well, I've gotta go and set up our date for tonight. But Sophia is gonna come over and help you get ready." Louis tells me. He glances over my shoulder at the clock. "I should head out. Let me get changed and then I'll be out."
I lay back in bed, the flat silent. What has Louis got up his sleeve today?
Sophia is at my side within ten minutes. She quickly picks out my outfit and tells me to change. Then she curls my hair, but allows me to do my own makeup.
I pull on my plain white heels, sighing to myself. "Oh my god, you look absolutely stunning."
"Thank you." I blush, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "Where is Louis? He's been gone for more than two hours."
"Oh, Louis isn't coming back." Sophia says. "I've gotta bring you to your anniversary destination."
"Do you know what's going on?"
"I know where I have to bring you, that's it." Sophia tells me, pushing me into her car.
On our drive to wherever, I check Instagram to see a picture posted by Louis. Is a collage of a bunch of the pictures we've taken.
@LouisTomlinson; You are one of the most amazing women I've ever met. Thank you for giving me the best two years of my life- even with our ups and downs. I love you too much for words to describe❤️
"Louis really is sweet." I sigh, putting my phone in my bag.
"Get out." Sophia says, putting her car in park. "And go inside. You'll know your way."
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