Strings Attached. (Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)

Chapter Thirty Eight

"It feels so good to be home." Louis sighs, sprawled out on the bed. Smiling over at him, I tie my hair into a messy bun. "No, baby, where are you going?"

"I'm going wedding dress shopping with James Corden for the Late Late Show. Like he did Carpool Karaoke with you guys." I tell him, tying a shirt around my waist.

"When are you actually gonna go wedding dress shopping?" Louis asks, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I'm not sure. Whenever I get a chance, I guess." I shrug, biting my lip. "But I gotta go."

"Have fun. Make sure you don't pick a dress without your mum and my mum, because they'll be really pissed." Louis shouts after me.

"Got it! Love you!"

"Love you too!"

James is waiting in his car outside of the flat. How does he know where Louis and I live? Should I be concerned?

"Hey James. Long time, no see." I smile, buckling my seat belt.

James takes off driving. "So you just got off tour with One Direction."

"Yep."

"And you're getting married."

"Yep."

"So we're gonna go wedding dress shopping." James says. "Do you have an idea of what you want?"

"I think so. I haven't tried anything on yet, but I might have an idea." I say, biting my lip.

"Do you know what Louis would like to see you in?"

"You know, he didn't tell me." I sigh, glancing over at him. "Shall I give him a ring?"

"We gotta please the fiancé, give him a ring." James agrees.

"He's gonna get annoyed at me. He's still laying in bed." I laugh lightly. "Hey Lou."

"Hi. What's up?" Louis says, clearly tired.

"I'm here with James-"

"Hi James!"

"Hi Louis!" I roll my eyes at them. "We wanna know what you wanna see Kylie in."

"She'll look gorgeous in anything she wears. I don't mind." Louis tells me sweetly.

"Good answer, Louis. Good answer." James laughs. "We'll let you go now."

James continues to drive to our destination. "Maybe we should combine this with carpool karaoke. Let's listen to some tunes." James turns on one of the songs from the album with the guys.

James and I head into the dress shop. He talks with a consultant for a moment.

"Why don't you take a seat and I'll look around?" James offers, pushing me into a chair.

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"James! I've literally been sitting here for an hour!"

Of course, this was all an act. I've only been sitting there for a few minutes, but James and I had been poking out dresses. James let's me try on a bunch before he goes to put one on.

After a while, James finally approaches me with a dress. "You look stunning." I laugh. "But you need a veil."

After clipping a veil into his short hair, I take a step back. "James, I think this is your dress."

James acts as though he's getting emotional. "I'm saying yes to the dress!"

After quite the day with James, I head home. Unlocking the door quickly, I step inside.

"Louis?" I call softly, kicking off my shoes and dropping my bag by the door. "It smells good in here."

I wander into the kitchen to find Louis sitting on a barstool, typing away at his phone. But I also find that he's cooked dinner. Like, actually cooked!

"Louis." I smile, making him look up and smile as well. "You actually cooked? You have cooked for me since one of our first dates."

Louis stands, pulling me into a hug. "I thought it was time."

"You are just the sweetest guy ever."

I can't believe Louis is going to be my husband in a few months.