When in Pittsburgh

Chapter Seven- Last First Kiss

Louis' POV

♪So tell me girl if every time we touuch you get this kinda ruuuush, baby sing yeah ahh yeah ahh yeaa. Yeah ahh yea! And let me kiss you!♪

Zayn sung out the last word and the audience thundered with applause and the screams of girls. I push my earplugs in further but they do very little to keep the screaming fans out of my ears. I take a deep breath and force my face into a grin. The crowd continues to make more noise than a loud of fire engines.

This wasn't the first time I had wanted a concert to end sooner then it was supposed to. I used to wish it every time Harry and I agreed to sneak out together after a concert. But those times were over. Now I wanted the concert to get over so that I could meet up with Jenna. Honestly I didn't really feel like preforming at all today. But no, that doesn't matter at all. We were only in Pittsburgh for one night and that meant that tonight especially we would have to give a truly amazing show. We always have to, it doesn't matter if we're hungry or tired or sick. Or really have to go to the loo. That's what being a superstar means. You always have to give a good show, always have to give the fans their show. Don't get me wrong! I love preforming! And I really really love our fans. We wouldn't be here without them! But sometimes I just get a little sick of it all, you know.

I still couldn't stop thinking about Jenna. I wonder if she was considering our meeting together as a date. Or as a meet and greet with Louis Tomlinson. I wasn't really sure what I wanted it to be either. I want it to be a date, because Jenna is a really beautiful girl and I just know she will be super nice. But I also don't want it to be a date, because I'm not sure if I'm ready to be in a relationship so soon after Harry.

Then an uncomfortable thought came into my mind. Was I doing all this, going on a date with Jenna, because I wanted to forget about Harry? No! Of course not, I tell myself. You really like Jenna and you didn't just ask her out to get your mind off of Harry. Harry, who I love with a burning passion that not even Management can extinguish. LOVED! Not love. I don't love Harry anymore. I can't love Harry anymore. And even if I could, I wouldn't! We grew apart, I don't think I want to be gay anymore! But something deep in my self-conscience told me no. You still love Harry. I shove that idea back down into my throat.

"Louis appears to be asleep folks!" Liam jerks me out of my mind. "Sorry everybody!" I say as cheerfully as I can and give an innocent face. I steal a glance at Harry and see that he has been staring at me. He has a sad look on his face. I look away quickly and stare at my feet. Jenna. Just a little bit longer and I would be with Jenna. This concert could not get over soon enough.