Fancy Pants || l.s.

chapter 8

"There are five minutes before the show!" Johanna, Louis' mum, exclaimed and pulled on Louis' arm in excitement.

"Yes I know." Louis laughed and grabbed his mums hand, "I'm actually pretty excited now."

"Well you should be! This is a Gucci runway show! I love Gucci!"

"Mum, you didn't start liking Gucci until after I bought you that Gucci bag for Christmas." Louis chuckled and rolled his eyes.

"This is going to great!" Johanna laughed, completely ignoring Louis' statement. "We need to get pictures with all the models!"

"Mum I think-" Before Louis could finish, his mum gasped.

"What if we have to pay to get pictures with the models? What if they don't want to take pictures with me and think I'm too old?" She looked at Louis and opened her mouth and closed it again before speaking. "What if I'm all sweaty because of how nervous I am? Oh goodness. I can't have-"

"Mum!" Louis said loudly while laughing. Johanna looked up at Louis with wide eyes and watched as Louis laughed. "Stop worrying so much! The show hasn't even started!"

"Well," She began as she looked down at her watch, "it should actually be starting right n-"

"Good evening and welcome ladies and gentlemen to Gucci's 2016 Los Angeles spring summer runway show!"

"Told you it was starting." Johanna laughed and turned back to the front.

Louis crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back, already bored. He huffed when the lights dimmed and brightened on the runway. The music began to play and it was a lot more upbeat than Louis had expected. He watched as the host stepped off the stage and watched as the models began coming out. His eyes widened but then he smirked when he saw the same guy from the bathroom walking down the runway.

"Well hello." Louis said to himself and leaned forward. "Jesus, he's fucken hot." He eyed the boy dressed in a tight black and red suit and licked his lips.

The models continued flowing out and he watched as the boy went backstage. 'Most likely for a dress change?' Louis thought to himself. There were flashes everywhere from the photographers and applauses from people everywhere. Surprisingly, there wasn't any screaming. Louis expected screaming because people always yelled and screamed when they called his number onto the soccer field.

"He was attractive wasn't he?" Mum nudged Louis and wiggled her eyebrows.

"Who?" Louis chuckled and watched the models. "They're all quite attractive."

"Did you see the curly headed one?" Louis nodded and smiled to himself.

"I actually bumped into him when I went to the bathroom."

"Really!?" Johanna said in excitement. Louis laughed and nodded his head.

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"Thank you all for coming!" The host said once more as everyone began getting up from their seats and heading out. There were quite a few people who recognized Louis and ended up taking pictures with him and asking for autographs. Louis didn't mind, he loved his fans.

"Did you still want pictures with some of the models?" Louis asked. His mum nodded and they made their way to the back where two security guards blocked the hallway to the dressing room.

"Are we allowed to take pictures with the models?" Louis asked one of the guards.

"No. If you're on the VIP list, then yes. But if you're not, then I'm afraid you can't. Sorry." Louis gave a half smile and nodded his head. He looked behind the guards and saw the same long curly haired guy from the bathroom standing a few feet back and watching them with curious eyes.