Don't Leave Me Here (Harry Styles x Cher Lloyd x Louis Tomlinson)

Chapter 7: Louis

Louis

Before the concert started, right after we got ready and all, I went to Cher’s dressing room. She was using her phone, on twitter. I quietly sneaked up on her and saw what she was tweeting.

Cher Lloyd @CherLloyd

Here at the Arena with One direction! About to go on stage in a while! #excited

I quietly went up behind her and covered both her eyes. She squealed and wriggled around. “Hmm… I know who you are.”

She slowly turned around but I kept my hold on her eyes when she tried to fight them off. “Let me see…” She put her hands on my face and brushed them along my cheeks, my nose, my lips. Then, she stopped. She lifted her handsa higher, up to my hair and smiled.

“Okay. I’m ninety-nine point nine percent sure about who you are but… I’ll need to make that a one-hundred, don’t I?” She said, putting her hands on mine, on her eyes. She took them away from my eyes but she kept her eyes shut.

“Don’t worry. I won’t open my eyes.”

Then, she leaned in and laid her lips on mine. She opened them and licked my lips softly, asking for entrance. I happily obliged.

Our lips moved harmoniously with each other when she said, “Louis. I love you, Louis.”

Then, she slowly opened her eyes and saw me. “I knew it.” She looked at me from my feet to my hair and she said, “You’ve got some Oreo crumbs on the side of your lip there.” She pointed to the corner of my lip and I tried to get them off but I couldn’t.

“Do you mind?” I asked her. She shook her head and licked the Oreo crumbs off my lip.

“All good.”

I smiled at her and her phone buzzed. She looked at it and there was a message from Harry. She unlocked her screen with a photo of the two of us and the message appeared.

Harry Styles

IS LOUIS WITH YOU? I BET. WE’RE ALREADY ON THE PLATFORM AND TELL HIM TO GET HIS BUTT UP HERE. SIMON’S GOING CRAZY LOOKING FOR HIM.

“Where’s your phone, love?” She asked me.

“In my pocket. I turned it off… So, see you on stage?” I asked.

She nodded. “Go now. You’ll be late.” She said. I quickly brushed my lips on hers and exited the room. I heard Cher yell after me, “Good luck!”

The crowd went wild when the platform rose. They were so loud, my phone’s screen cracked. Well, it’s either that or it’s because I’m too heavy. Blame Taco Bell.

Our opening song was One Thing. The crowd sang along with us while we horsed around the stage like we usually do. Liam pulling down Harry’s pants, Zayn dragging Niall on the floor and other things. Nothing unusual here.

We sang more than half of the album when my cue came. Right after Up All Night, I said through the microphone, “Manila, make some NOISE!!!” They made noise that was probably heard until Doncaster.

“Alright! Alright! Settle down now, darlings.”

When they were as quiet as they would get, I said. “How do Directioners react when I say… we have a guest star?”

They cheered but not as loud.

“I wonder…” They shushed. “What would you guys do if I say that… Cher Lloyd is in the building?!” I said as I prepared my ears for the roar of the crowd.