If These Sheets Were States || Louis Tomlinson Fanfic

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[ Picture above is Mahogony ]

Mahogony

I sighed to myself scrolling through my Meet Me messages. I was so disgusted with myself,  messaging guys, calling them daddy and baby just to entertain them, even though I knew I didn't want to be with them.

Ever since Stephen broke up with me, I've been heart broken. I was a mess. Attention from other guys is what I thought I needed.  I shut off my phone rubbing my face,  my phone blowing up at usual. This time, someone different popped up I read the name  raising an eyebrow reading:

Louis-James Hendrix

I bit my lip opening the message not reading it at first. As I looked at his profile he had one picture of himself. As I looked at it  and studied the picture.  There in the picture stood a guy with a lot of tattoos. Hot. He was pretty buffed too, his eyes were an ice blue looking color eyes and had light brown hair.  I couldn't lie to myself. He is hot.

I swiped back to the messages Reading it.

Louis-James Hendrix: Hey there Im  Louis-James.

Mahogony-Rose: Hey there Cutie ;)

Louis-James Hendrix: You're a little flirt aren't you lol

Mahogony-Rose: Just being friendly to you babe. What up? 

Louis-James Hendrix: Nothing, Just trying to make some new friends on this damn website. I need some advice.

Mahogony-Rose: Im decent at giving out good advice

Louis-James Hendrix: Oh really.  Mind if I spill a little bit.

Mahogony-Rose: Spill away sexy I'm listening ;)

Louis-James Hendrix: Thanks.... It's about my Career.

Mahogony-Rose: What do you do?

Louis-James Hendrix: Im a musician

Mahogony-Rose: Of course. Look i don't wanna bust your bubble but Im sure no famous known musician would be talking to me. Or even on this site. They have everything and anything could ever want. Are you Catfishing me or something?

Louis-James Hendrix: Whats Catfishing?

Mahogony-Rose: Oh god.. Are you faking who you say you are?

Louis-James Hendrix: No.. Im not.

Mahogony-Rose: Prove it. Facetime me.

Louis-James Hendrix: I Can't its 4 in the morning here. My band mates are sleeping.

Mahogony-Rose: Okay whatever... Ill entertain this little lie you have going on.

Louis-JamesHendrix: But Im not lying.

Mahogony-Rose: What band are you in?

Louis-JamesHendrix: Boy band.

Mahogony-Rose:  Okay sure. What the problem with that.

Louis-JamesHendrix: Everyone seems to be breaking up to do something else. I kinda wanna do my own thing too. But I hate the way i sound. Im so insecure about it.

Mahogony-Rose: Call me and sing to me then.

Louis-JamesHendrix: You want me to call you and sing?

Mahogony-Rose: Yeah Call me right now. My Number is XXX-XXX-XXXX

Moments Later, I had gotten phone call from an unknown area code. I answered it biting my lip speaking.

"Hello?"

" Hey Mahogony. Its me. Louis-James."

I blushed a bit hearing his accent. It was a heavy British accent. Yet ,  it was sweet at the same time hear it. I didn't know he was from England.

"Oh.. Yeah Hey. Now sing."

"What do you want me to sing?"

" If these sheets were states by all time low."

"Ive never heard of it."

" Google it. Sing it."

" How. I dont know the beat or anything."

" Just do it Louis!"

" Fine. Fine."

" Im waiting."

"If these sheets were the states, and you were miles away, I'd fold them end over end to bring you closer to me.Because I don't sleep at all without you pressed up against me. I settle for long distance calls, I'm lost in empty pillow talk again."

" Woah.. You're actually really good. What are you worried about?"

" I dont know.. I just dont feel like everyone else. Im not good."

" Why do you think that?"

"I'm not sure."

" Just listen, stop comparing yourself to other people. youre not going to sound like the Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Or Louis Tomlinson. Well I lie. You do sound like Louis Tomlinson. But, You have your own little twist. I think you did absolutely amazing okay."

" Okay.. Thank you."

" No its time for bed. Ill text you in the morning okay Louis."

" Okay Mahogony."

" Good Night."

"Good Night."

I hung up smiling to myself unable to get his voice out of my head. Him singing just seemed to replay in my mind as i started to drift off into a peaceful sleep.