Restricted

Chapter 3

Carl was still laughing as Louis finished unpacking his massive amount of luggage. It wasn't that the room was shit, it was... livable. Scratch that, the whole house was shit. Louis couldn't believe this was the best they could find for him. Louis wasn't usually one to whine about less than perfect circumstances, but this was a bit ridiculous. Maybe they could build him something... Louis shook his head. He really needed to work on not letting his success go to his head. Damn those screaming girls and their effect on his ability to remain humble. He was usually so good about those sort of things.

"If you could shut the hell up, that'd be fantastic" Louis spat at Carl. Noticing how serious Louis was, he coughed and left him to finish. Louis rolled his eyes and looked around his bedroom. It was the master bedroom and therefore the largest in the house but Louis couldn't help but notice that it was smaller than the bathroom in his house in London. And his house in America... However, he thought to himself that the house had a certain charm to it. It was located near a thin stream with trees lining one side and a small bridge across connecting to a grass field. He figured he could catch up on some songwriting or thinking out there. The house itself was small but clean. It was obviously old, but they had refurbished the inside and decorated to meet Louis's modern tastes. He couldn't say that he would have been completely miserable had they stuck to the historical theme, but he gratefully accepted what his staff provided him with as always. He was no prat, contrary to what Carl believed. He knew he was insanely fortunate for what life had given him. Winning the X-Factor had been a complete shock and he was eternally thankful for everyone who helped him get there. He wouldn't make them regret what they did for him.

After a little bit of searching through the house and making sure he knew where everything was, he went out to find Carl. He discovered him leaning up against the side of the house, cigarette in hand. Louis's nose wrinkled in disgust. How could anyone willingly inhale that poison? Noticing Louis, Carl straightened up.

"Right well, Dan will be by to drop off your car in an hour or so. If there's nothing else you need, I suppose I'll be off." Louis sighed and walked towards him with his hand extended. There was no point in parting ways on bad terms. Louis mumbled,

"Thanks for everything Carl..." Carl's eyes snapped up at his words, slowly extending his hand towards Louis's.

"Yeah, well uh, of course. Um... call me if you need- or whatever... Yeah er- bye." Louis snorted at Carl's attempt to be nice to him. Carl's face twisted with embarrassment as he skulked off towards his car. Louis was bent over with laughter when he called after him.

"IT'S BEEN REAL CAAAAAARRRRL!" Louis continued to laugh hysterically at Carl's expense until he climbed into his car after another glare Louis's way and sped down the long dirt driveway. Louis sighed and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. Great. Now what was he supposed to do? After a little while of simply leaning against his prison cell he decided he would watch TV until his car arrived so he could go exploring in town. If it could even be called that.

Just as Louis had finished his third episode of Desperate House Wives, Dan pulled in with a tow truck and Louis's SUV attached.

"Took you long enough!" Louis called playfully. Dan was cute and around Louis's age but totally straight. This only made Louis act more flirty than he usually would around a cute boy because he loved the way Dan's cheeks would flush and he would get all embarrassed when Louis said something slightly over the line. As he approached, he smacked Dan on the ass eliciting a yelp from the slightly older boy.

"Sorry Lou..." Dan's cheeks were already bright red. "I had a bit of trouble finding this place." Louis smiled at Dan's shyness, god the things he could do to that boy.

"S'alright gorgeous. I won't punish you too hard." Louis winked and Dan flushed and looked away. Louis was sure Dan had some gay in him, but Dan's family was so religious Louis was sure he would never even consider mentioning it. Besides, he didn't actually care about Dan. He was just hot, like all the other guys Louis wanted to fuck. Louis wasn't huge into attachment. You had to have Jesus Christ himself in your bloodline to make Louis stay the whole night; which Louis was pretty sure Jesus didn't have any kids. Dan was staring at him with a weird expression that was making Louis uncomfortable.

"Staring is impolite, Danny boy. Take a picture, or better yet, turn on MTV." Dan chuckled at Louis's joke.

"Who says I haven't already?" Dan's eyes go wide as if he hadn't meant to let that slip. Louis's suspicions are confirmed when Dan continues nervously, "Not that I- I mean everyone has seen- you're a very nice- I should j-just go..." Dan hastily climbs back into his truck after having already untethered Louis's car from the truck and starting the engine quickly. "See you in eight months Louis."

"Sure thing babe. Don't come out without me." Louis adds with a wink. Dan drives away with a deep shade of red painting his cheeks. Louis is glad he can trust his team, otherwise his flirtations would have gotten him in a lot of trouble by now. It's nice to know Dan thinks about him, but he's a little unnerved that he TV stalks him.

Louis shrugs and heads back inside, deeming it too late to go exploring for tonight. After watching a little more TV and eating a snack from his already fully stocked kitchen, he gets ready for bed and climbs under the soft thick comforter. He sighs into his pillow and drifts off with thoughts of Dan dressed in all leather as Louis practices all the ways he can make him turn that pretty shade of pink.