Beyond the Stars *Dark Louis Tomlinson*

Chapter 16

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The night of the milkshake-induced kiss is admittedly one to mark down in the books. I can still feel the softness of Louis' mouth as it perfectly synched with mine. While I was sleeping, Louis put his number in my phone and texted himself to get mine. Sneaky little thing he is, but I don't mind it this time.

My cast was taken off yesterday, finally. I was sat on a cold plastic bed, texting Louis to keep my mind occupied as my doctor took off the cast  I've been wearing for weeks now. Just in time for Christmas, too. Thank goodness for that.

During that time period, Louis learns that my middle name is Olivia and I learn that his is William. He also knows that my birthday is October 14th. That was when my doctor told me to get off my phone so he could take an x-ray of my ankle to make sure all is well. We never got to continue the conversation, so I have yet to know when Louis' birthday is. I hope it's not coming up soon.

I also learn that Louis has five half sisters; four on his mum's side and one on his dad's side that he doesn't associate with nearly as much as he does with the other four. It's funny. At one point, his name was actually Louis Troy Austin, but it was changed after his mum remarried to a man named Mark Tomlinson. His mum can't seem to hold a husband, though, so they divorced and now she's engaged to a nice man named Dan Deakin. Let's hope it all works out.

Lottie, Fizzy, Daisy, and Phoebe Tomlinson are the "little devils" Louis speaks of. Georgia Austin is on his dad's side. He even sent me a picture of her. It's almost creepy how much she looks like him. Oh, did I mention that Louis' mum is pregnant again with twins? She's a bit busy with almost seven kids now. But I'm sure she's a lovely woman.

"Tell me again why you're sitting on the couch on a Friday night," Elizabeth says, looking down at me with her hands on her hips.

I shrug. "Just lazy."

She grips my hand and tugs me onto my feet. "Come on. Let's go out tonight. We're young and hot and have the whole night to mess around. Plus, you've got your cast off. So let's celebrate your full recovery."

"I'm sure my recovery is the reason why you want to drag me to some idiotic college-student club."

"Remember, I am still in college. Not all of us graduate super early like you, super genius."

"Fine," I sigh. "But you're doing all the work to make me look presentable. Curl my hair and pick out a dress for me. As long as I don't have to get up again."

"Don't be so hard to deal with," she says, tugging me into my bedroom. "Your hair is already nice and wavy, so all I can do is just braid your fringe out of your face."

"But what if I want them in my face?" I tease, looking up at her.

"You told me that I could do whatever I want as long as you don't have to get up, so your fringe are going to be braided out of your face."

"Pushy," I mutter as she braids my fringe.

Having my fringe out of my face and not tucked in a beanie is weird for me. The beanie is my essential accessory. I feel a little too exposed when Elizabeth hands me a little red dress. Who would have thought the bubbliest girl owns some of the sluttiest dresses? It clings to every curve on my body when I finally squeeze it on. The low cut and the tightness pushes my breasts together and puts them on display.