Yours (Louis Tomlinson)

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Phoebe's POV

I'm walking home all giddy and happy. I read a wonderful book, sold over forty books today, saw Louis, and now I'm about to go on a date! It's been a long day, and I'm ready for a hopefully nice date. Do I have any idea what I'm going to wear? Of course not! It's no fun being prepared.

"Rebecca!" I yell once I get in.

"Sleeping!" She groans. I laugh and race into the room, hopping on her bed.

"I have a date." I say. She sits up fast, staring at me.

"What do you mean?" She asks.

"I have a date tonight!" I say happily. Her eyebrows furrow.

"What about Louis?" She asks. Oh, she thinks I'm not going on a date with him.

"It's with Louis, silly." I tell her.

"Oh. Oh!" She says making me laugh.

"Now, I'm going to get ready." I tell her.

"Good. Go! I'll be sleeping." She says, throwing herself back down.

"Thanks for the support." I remark sarcastically. My feet find the floor to make their way to my room. I pick out a dark red sweater to throw over my head. I leave my jeans and Vans on. There's no point in changing those. Before I can do anything else, Louis's voice meets my ears.

"Ready?" He shouts from outside. I grab the bee bracelet and fix it on my arm.

"Coming!" I shout back. I spray myself with some perfume and race out.

"You look lovely." He says. His smile has an effect on me to make me blush.

"Thank you. So, what's the game plan for dinner?" I ask him.

"I figured we'd go do something fun tonight." He tells me.

"Like?" I ask. Please don't be a surprise or something stupid.

"Just something nice." He says. He then throws his arm around my waist, pulling me closer.

"Let me guess, a surprise?" I ask him.

"Yeah." He says.

"How corny can you get?" I ask.

"Very corny and dorky." He says with a wicked grin.

"I hate you." I say.

"Nah, you think I'm amazing." He tells me, making my eyes roll.

"You're such a loser." I say and laugh at him.

"Which may be true, but I'll have you know I'm in a pretty cool band." He says.

"A boy band." I point out, making him snort.

"No! We are completely hard core." He tries to say with a straight face, but ends with us both laughing before we reach the car.

"So, where are we going?" I ask him once I'm in.

"You know, I'm not really sure." He says.

"You're so annoying." I remark.

"So are you." He says. He flicks the radio on. The end of Roar plays and I look for the phone cord to plug in my phone.

"Hey, so I figured I'd be nice and listen to a few of those songs your super hardcore band wrote." I say, earning a laugh.

"Like?"

"Uh, well I heard the What Makes You Beautiful song endless times, so there was no need to listen to that one ever again." I say.

"Yeah, that went a bit overboard." He says.