"Diana
Let me be the one to
Light a fire inside of those eyes
You've been lonely
You don't even know me
But I can feel you crying
Diana" Niall was singing the chorus of Diana at the top of his voice as they got off the plane.
"Niall! No one's supposed to know that song yet. Be quiet, someone might hear you!" Louis told him.
At this, Niall laughed until he went purple. It's the effect Louis has on him. Before they stepped off the plane Louis quickly embraced harry. "I'll see you in a couple of hours." He sighed, pushing back Harry's hair. They weren't even allowed to stand next to each other because the paps might get the wrong idea. Or the right idea I guess. Louis still didn't know what the deal was between them.
"Ready?"
"Ready" Harry replied, smiling that cute little smile of his.
The boys arrived at the White House in a snazzy car. Obviously the fans had heard about their gig and had been waiting for hours. They spoke to them but were then ushered on. They were now extremely nervous, thinking about what Obama would think of them. Neither of them knew that inside Obama was a crazed fangirl inside.
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Obama was sat intently watching the boys every move. He went all woman in black style and just stared at them from the window. It took him a few minutes to realise he should be downstairs greeting them. He was getting nervous now. What if he screwed up? What if Louis didn't like him? He heard Michelle calling for him and he jumped out of his deep thoughts, he sprinted out of the room, jumped over the banister and slid down the stairs on his bum. One direction were already in the conference room.
"Hello Sir." They said simultaneously.
"Please, call me Barack" he insisted.
They all introduced themselves.
Louis was the last one.
"And I'm Louis."
"Nice to meet you Louis"
"OH MY GOD IT'S LEWIS" Obama's daughter, sasha, shouted, running down the stairs.
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"OH MY GOD SASHA, FUCKING DIE" Obama shouted "IT'S PRONOUNCED LOUIS YOU FILTHY PEASANT."
The boys were confused by what just happened, and slightly terrified. Louis coughed. "Uh yeah, Americans normally pronounce it with an S. Haha." He laughed nervously, hoping Obama wouldn't eat him. Sasha burst into tears and ran into the huge dining room, hiding behind the doors.
"Ignore her." Barack said. "She's such a carrot, ugh."
Longer chapters because Lauren is thirsty and insulted me. K bye.
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Unlikely Lovers
FanfictionLouis Tomlinson had never been a shy boy, and neither had Barack Obama. They had to be confident, one was a part of the biggest boy band in the world and then other was the president, but they were different in nearly every way. No one had ever pict...
