Only Half True

Part 23- Superman

The next morning, our bodies were still tangled up. The door was still open a crack so the warm June air snuck in the room. I woke up to the ringing of Louis' phone and I slowly opened my eyes. My face was buried in Louis' neck and my left arm was draped across his chest. "Lou..." I muttered as his phone kept playing its little ditty. He groaned softly and used his free hand and grab his phone; the other was under me, around my waist. "Hello?" he said, his voice raspy from his sleep. I could hear a voice vaguely on the other end and by the way he wasn't yelling, I knew it wasn't Harry. I cuddled in closer to his chest as he continued to speak, "Mhm... Sorry, about that, it was unexpected for me too.... Yeah... Ok, we'll be there... Goodbye."

I looked up at him, "Who was that?" "Management." he replied, "They weren't thrilled about my little surprise yesterday so they've scheduled an interview for the two of us this afternoon so the fans can get to know you." "Do we have to?" I asked, cuddling back into his neck, "I'd much rather stay here with you..." His chuckle was low and rather sexy I thought. "Same here." he said, "But I think it's for the best. The fans don't like girls they know very little about. Believe me."

He kissed my head before rolling out of bed. I did the same and started searching through my duffle bag. "How long do we have?" I asked, pulling out a pair of denim shorts. "About 5 hours." Louis informed me, "But I was thinking we should get something to eat first. Room service?" I looked up, "If you don't mind, I'd rather go out and eat now that I have the ability to." He smiled, "I couldn't agree more." I finished picking out my outfit, which included a superman crop top and my union jack converse, then looked at Louis, who was secretly changing behind me. I turned just in time to see him slipping his gray shirt over his toned body. He looked over his shoulder, "Like what you see?" I blushed slightly and rolled my eyes, "I'm gonna take a shower."

I went in and locked my door; knowing the cheeky mood Louis was in, I didn't want any surprises. I used the complimentary shampoo and conditioner and quickly got out. After drying my hair, I combed through it, fixed my ringlet-like curls, and walked back into the main room. My boyfriend was laying on the bed, watching something on the Tele. He looked up at me, "Ready to go?" I nodded and he shut the screen off. We packed the few things we brought, payed for our room and headed for a black car that pulled up to the curb. The driver took our luggage and put them in the trunk, while Louis opened the door for me. I slid in and he followed. On the inside, the car looked more like a limo. "So, where would you like to go?" Louis asked, stopping me from examining the vehicle farther. "I don't know. You've been here before. You pick." "Hmm..." he rubbed his chin slightly as he thought, "I think I know just the place."

We ate lunch at a very quaint cafe and, surprisingly, weren't mobbed by fans. "This is nice." Louis said, as we started to leave, "Remind me to bring you back sometime." I nodded, eating the end of my turkey sandwich. We walked out the front door, and suddenly we heard the similar sounds of fangirls. We ducked into the black car just as they arrived and we drove down the road. "Well, that's rude." I teased. "I don't normally do that." he admitted, "I just... Don't want to hear their opinions on you when they don't know you. It's not fair." I looked at him, "I know but if I'm to be 'Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend', I should learn how to talk to the fans and press, and know how to handle hate. It's celeb girlfriend 101." He tilted his head, "You're willing to do that, for me?" I laid my head on his shoulder, "You're willing to sneak me out of my house, pay more money than any sane person does on their girlfriend, and you're willing to face Harry's wrath. All for me. The least I could do, is meet your fan base." He laid his head on mine, "What did I ever do that made me lucky enough to find you?" I smiled, "You're went on the X-factor and sang one of my favorite songs. You didn't make it in a soloist category so you were put in a band that my brother called 'One Direction.' After you received 3rd place, you followed my brother back home and met his lonely, insecure, twin sister. But, you know what one of the best things you ever did?" "Hmm?" he asked, rubbing my right hand gently. "You sent that twin a letter. You told her that she was different. You noticed the nonexistent sister and loved her. The only reason I'm here right now is because you came in like a Superhero and saved the day. Thank you." He kissed my hand. "All in a day's work, mam." I giggled and slowly fell asleep in my Superman's arms.