he says goodbye as he told her he wanted to go out alone tonight.
he felt she didn't care much as she agreed with him, which made him happy.
he loved going out.
and in paris, they'd do these kinds of things
together.
he easily forgot about her when a girl came by him at the bar.
"hey, i think i know you from somewhere," she said as she danced all over him.
"of course you do, i'm louis tomlinson." he stated the well known fact.
"no, i mean from becky and paul, from soho. i'm lola." he nodded as she took off her expensive coat.
"right, the pain in the nose, correct?" he joked as the two mutual friends sometimes referred to her as.
"apparently. and you're the pain in the women's clothes i've heard?" she joked along with him as they somehow got to being seated down close to one another.
lola's friends were now nearby, and louis was paying all that came.
she said something to louis, but he couldn't hear her.
she magically had a pen and napkin, writing down what she had offered.
'LET'S GO DO SOMETHING RIGHT NOW' read the paper.
louis questioned what was in mind, and immediately their lips were connected and they were blocking everyone out.
louis and lola both got up and walked out of the club, hands on each other.
at the hotel they ended up at, not one second did he think of her.
even after he had just cheated, his mind was nowhere close to being on her.
he felt, right now, nothing but euphoria, for only he would know of it.
