Running Bases With You

Chapter 11

"You're kidding!"

"No, I'm not! I swear to it!"

I sit here comfortably in one of the chairs at the small cafe listening to Louis tell embarrassing stories about the boys. I honestly don't think I've ever laughed harder in my life.

"So you're telling me that Harry Styles went streaking around the arena in the freezing cold because of a dare? Honestly, I thought the boy was smarter than that!" I laugh even harder while shaking my head.

He laughs as well but shakes his head slightly. "Not exactly streaking, he was still wearing his boxers. But it was only ten degrees out, for God's sake, you should've seen his face! It was hilarious! He was running around screaming at the top of his lungs that his willy was turning into a Popsicle!"

I cover my mouth with my hand to drown out the sound of my loud cackling. I'm to the point where I'm in tears because of laughing so hard. I swear this boy will be the death of me.

"You look like you're gunna urinate yourself, love, no need to laugh so hard!" He chuckles.

My laughter soon dies down at his comment, but I feel my cheeks burning a light shade of pink. "Trust me, I would never let that happen. Ever. Especially in public."

He rolls his eyes sarcastically. "Yeah, okay. Sure."

I take a sip of my double chocolate chip frappé in front of me and ignore his silly sarcasm. I take a look at my phone and nearly groan at the time. It's nearly one o'clock, already forty-five minutes extra lunch time. I don't want to take advantage of Mr. Madison, but I don't want to leave Louis either...shiiiiiiiit.

"Louis, I've had such an amazing time today. Thank you so much for taking me out to lunch." I thank him for probably the one hundredth time since we left the music shop.

He waves off my apology. "No need to thank me again! It was my pleasure, really."

I smile at him gratefully, but he frowns.

I look at him confused. "What?"

"You have to go, don't you?" He asks, and I can clearly hear the disappointment in his voice.

Why must he make things so difficult for me?

I sigh deeply. "Sadly, yes. I really should get back to work."

He pouts. "Aw, but I don't want you to go!"

I laugh a little at his childishness. "I don't wanna go either, but I have too! I'll see some time again soon though I suppose, so don't worry too much!"

He huffs trying to act serious, but I see a smile peek through his act, causing me to giggle. "Okay, fine! But I'm still sad!"

We both stand up from our chairs and grab our coffees and our trash. Louis gladly takes mine, ignoring my protests, and throws everything away. I make sure to give a hug to Sam and tell her goodbye before we leave.

"I'll see you later young lady. Thank you for coming back! And you too young man!" She smiles brightly at the two of us.

Louis hugs her and kisses her cheek, and if I'm not mistaken, I see a slight blush creep onto her cheeks. "It was our pleasure love, thank you for having us."

We wave at her as we walk outside and get into the car. Louis turns it on and blasts the heat. We drive down the streets in silence with only the sound of the radio playing. But we all know Louis, and Louis can never stay quiet for long.

"I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALLLLLL! I NEVER HIT SO HARD IN LOVE! ALL I WANTED WAS TO BREAK YOUR WALLSSSS! BUT ALL YOU EVER DID WAS, WRE-E-ECK ME! YEAH YOU, WRE-E-ECKED ME!" He shouts, well screams, the lyrics to Miley Cyrus' song 'Wrecking Ball'.