Prologue: I can feel your hot breath on my ears

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A/N: Had to dedicate something to this Nouis writer who made me so happy. Beside is one of my favourite Nouis gifs. Just thought I should share :) xx

Niall POV:

I look over and see Louis hugging Harry, super tight. The camera flashes, and they break apart smiling.

I bitterly mutters under my breath, "Larry Stylinson..."

"Ok, the next! Louis and Niall, you are on!" The director shouts. What a boring photoshot, I thought. Louis, with his typical bright smile walked up and put his arm around my neck, and his other arm behind his back. A thousand volts rushed through me, and as if his arm on my neck wasn't enough, I can feel the heat from his skin raditating. If I died right there, I would die happy.

The only thing I could do was smile weirdly, as I couldn't even move with his cinnamon and lime-mixed scent slowly suffocating me. My crush is having his freaking arm around my neck and oh God I know I'm acting like a over-hormonal teenage girl but I don't care!

"Ni, what do you not care about?" Louis questioned.

Oh no. I think I actually said the last part out loud. Well, at least it is not the whole sentence.

I fake a smile and say, "I don't care if you need carrots, they are all mine!"

Louis smirks his Tomlinson smirk and says, "Oh well, we'll see, but let's take that picture now, alright, Horan?"

I smile, a real smile. The camera flashes again, Louis removed his arm, leaving me feeling a tiny bit down. So I crowded over to see the picture, to get my mind of Louis Tomlinson, the guy I'm obsessed about. Wait, I mean dedicated to. 

Unsuprisingly, the picture was wonderful, mostly because of Louis and his flirtatious smile, which could probably make millions of girls go wild. I gritted my teeth,  a jealous feeling in my stomach. But who am I to stop him? Even our management loves that, because when girls went wild, our albums or songs would just sell better. Yet if someone is to stop him, it would be Eleanor Calder, his long-term girlfriend, who I'm supposed to hate but just can't. She's too nice, and I feel sort of guilty because of wanting to steal her boyfriend.

Now back to the picture. I knew about Louis' arm hanging around me, but not that wink he aimed at the camera, and the way his vest drops low and reveals his tattoo, "It is what it is". I swallow hard. I don't really like tattoos, and that's a reason why I'm tattoo-free, but tattoos on Louis just make me go "asdfghjkl".

That's the second when I knew I had to get him, whatever the pain.

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