Distant // Louis Tomlinson \\

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Louis' p.o.v

"Next!" I call and cross my arms over my chest.

"What was wrong with that one? She was amazing!" Niall fusses at me.

"It was all wrong! Terrible! She was an amateur!" I huff loudly and he rolls his eyes. Are they blind?

"She was not! Did you not see how good she was?" Liam decides to jump in and continue on with the drama. What is this? Gang up on Louis day?

"Not good enough." I say simply and the boys to groan at me. Sitting back in my seat I watch the next girl walk in. What the fuck is this?

"No, next!" I say looking at the girl.

"What? She hadn't even started yet!" Harry glares angrily at me.

"She doesn't have the right look! We are one direction for fucksake! We need to have the best of the best!" I look the girl up and down again. Hmm cracked toe nails, Cankles, push up bra. Crooked smile, Wrong, she's all wrong! Urgh and worst of all, she reminds me of Eleanor my... Girlfriend. I think I'm about to throw up.

"Louis mate, let the girl do her thing." Zayn says and moves next to me, patting my shoulder.

"No Zayn! Look at her! She too urgh!" I say slamming my fisted hands on the table in front of us while screwing my face up in disgust.

"NEXT!" The girl huffs and storms out. Wow what a bitch.

"Louis the next girl is the last one, so keep an open mind yeah?" Zayn whispers to me. Oh I'll keep and open mind.. If she isn't terrible.

I watch as the girl walks in, head down. Her hair flows over her face.

"Hello darling!" Niall beams and the girl raises her head. Gees Niall, fucking flirt.

"Holy shit." I breath causing Zayn to nudge me. I turn my head and he winks at me. Does he think I like her? Haha! No! Never! Look at her! She is so not my type! She is wearing rolled up sweatpants for gods sake! And her hair! Urgh, must every girl here have something in common with Eleanor!? I must say though, this girl suits it much more that Eleanor ever will.

"Begin!" I order loudly and the girl nods.

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Sitting down at the kitchen counter I study my arm.

"I think I need a new tattoo." I say aloud.

"Tattoos are permanent you know." One of the more elderly cooks says and walks over to me.

"Woah, really? Are you serious? Wow I- I had no idea! Thank you so much, god bless your soul." I say in mock surprise. Apparently ageing doesn't always make you wiser. She simply rolls her eyes and purses her lips.

"Yunno if you keep acting like this you are going to have no one left. Even the other boys are finding it hard to be around you." She huffs and folds her arms.

"Well fuck them then! They don't give a shit about me anyway." I growl, glaring at her. She shouldn't start shit with me.

"Wow, this really is a sad sight to see." She shakes her head, a sad expression in her eyes.

"What?"

"When a boy can't even tell the difference between his real friends that love him and people that are using him for his money."

"Shut the fuck up! You don't know shi-"

"LOUIS!" Paul yells and storms into the room. Fuck, here we go again.

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