Let Me Kiss You (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction)

Chapter 7

A/N! Can there be, like, some sort of acknowledgment that someone besides 1ds_luckycharm is reading this? No.

Ok

Anyways. I know, I either update too much or not at all for a week. I just. It's when I

A) have no homework of

B) can't sleep. It's B.

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Julia's POV

"Well, hello love." Louis smiled at me.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you going to get mobbed or something?" I ask worriedly. We don't want Louis getting hurt, now do we?

"Niall thought that through." Louis said, smirking. I heard Dyandra's breath hitch.

"Niall. Is. Here?" Dyandra said shocked, and the Irish boy next to Louis snickered.

"Lovely to meet you. What's your name, babe?" Niall, covered up by black glasses and a green hood, said smirking.

"Dyandra. I am a huge fan. Can you sign my. Uh. Sign my..." Dyandra said, looking for something Niall could sign.

"I will sign something later. This surely won't be the last time we see each other." Niall said smiling.

Just then, Dyandra's name was called. Well, it wasn't her name. More like Georgia Rose (True story). I went to grab our drinks and handed Dyandra her drink and started swirling my cup carefully so the whipped cream would mix together.

"Hot chocolate?" Louis asks, smiling and raising an eyebrow.

"I'm not a coffee or tea drinker. So? Is there something wrong, Tomlinson?" I say. Wait a second. That sounded really flirtatious towards the end. Well, frick.

"No, it's cute. Especially since today it's, like, 98 degrees outside. And, not only a hot drink, but your in a beanie. Your an interesting person, Julia...." Louis trails off, not knowing my last name.

"1. Thank you? 2. Scott." I say, looking over at Niall and Dyandra. They were hitting it off. They were both laughing at something Niall said.

'From: Dyandra!! <3

Niall just invited me to grab lunch! Do you and Louis want to join or...?'

I smirk and turn away when Louis tries to read my message. "Ever heard of the 9th amendment?" I ask Louis.

"No?" Louis says, looking confused.

"Well, it states that all rights that are obvious but not stated yet in the Bill of Rights are there for all Americans. One of them is the right to privacy. So shoo." I say, showing off my social studies skills.

"Long walk for a short drink of water much?" Louis scoffs, but walks to order a drink

'To: Dyandra!! <3

Go! Have fun! Me and Louis will go do something. I'll show off his secret identity ;)'

I smirk, imaging Louis being mobbed if I took off his glasses and jacket.

I look over and see Dyandra and Niall are already getting up to leave.

I mouth 'have fun' and she smiles back and waves. I sit down at Dyandra and Niall's now empty seats, scared there would be no other chance to sit in this crowded Starbucks. Louis soon arrives with a grande something in a cup for hot drinks.

"I thought I join you in a good cup of hot chocolate." Louis said, smiling and taking a sip of his drink.

Today was going to be fun.

I go to take a sip of my drink when Louis says "I still haven't heard you sing."

"Do I have to?" I whine. I don't like my voice. But everyone else does. I don't understand. I guess I'm just self conscience because of past experiences.

"You said we would get together sometime and sing. It's sometime. We're together. Sing." Louis said, smiling in that adorable way.

Wait.

"But. But. Ugh. Fine. Just not here. Too many people." I say, looking around. Fun fact. Minus friends, I don't like people. They bug me. And thy just judge.

"Ok. Lets go sit outside. No ones outside, it's almost 100 degrees." Louis says, getting out of his seat and grabbing his drink. I mimic his actions and follow him out the door. We sat down on two metal chairs under a green umbrella with the Starbucks sign all over it.

"Ok. Sing." Louis demanded.

"No pressure or anything." I joked. "I'm going to sing 'Put Your Records On' by Corinne Bailey Rae." (Great song)

'Three little birds

Sat on my window

And they told me I don't need to worry

Summer came like cinnamon

So sweet

Little girls double Dutch on the concrete

Maybe sometimes

We got it wrong but it's alright

The more things seem to change

The more they stay the same

Oh don't you hesitate

Girl put your records on

Tell me your favorite song

You go ahead let your head down

Sapphire and fade jeans

I hope you get your dreams

You go ahead let your head down

You're gonna find yourself somewhere

Somehow" I sang. To me, it sounded like nails on chalkboard. Louis thought differently.

"That was beautiful!" He exclaimed loudly, getting weird looks.

"It was ok." I mumbled. I don't know why, but I hate compliments. I really do.

"They didn't sign you?! That's crazy! You have beautiful voice! Anyone would be stupid not to hear that!" Louis said, still talking loudly. I smiled at his out going personality.

I think I'm falling for this boy.

But I can't. He's a popstar. He's famous. I hope he doesn't realize that I like him. I have to put up my walls once again. This is becoming routine.

Louis POV

I can't believe Julia can't realize her talent. She's amazing. I love her voice. She also doesn't realize how beautiful she is, I can tell. She covers her stomach with her arms and her bangs seem to cover her face.

She's amazing. I really do think it's fate that she left her phone in that office.

I feel myself falling for her. But does she like me back? She seems to not care for the conversation. She talks quietly and sounds... bored. It kinda hurts.

I wonder what goes on in her mind.

Wait. What is that?

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Another A/N

Sorry this story is so short. It just. It needed to be it's past midnight and I'm tired and it needed to be a cliffhanger and kanxkskakszkoakq xbxjsjd. More on Friday. I promise. To my readers. Think of a name for me to call you?