Work Hard Play Hard >> Louis Tomlinson

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•••• LAURENS POV ••••

"Lovely name you got there babe."

I look him in the eyes and notice his blue eyes sparkling from the rays of light that seem to just be shingling on him. He looks like god, with like all the light

"Babe?" I question him.

"Well, what do you like to be called?"

"My friends call me Loz or Lozza"

"Loz, hmm, Loz it is then"

* Click *

Where is that camera?

"Where is that camera?" I hear Louis voice my thoughts.

"Uh, why are there even people taking photos of us?"

Again, another confused look. He looks me up and down and I suddenly realise what he's doing.

"Like what you see?"

Normally, I'd expect at least a blush but not from this guy!

"Maybe, maybe not."

I could feel a blush creeping up my face. Woah, did this guy just turn the tables on me? Nuh-uh. Nobody does that to me.

"Well I-"

* Click *

There goes that click again and this time the noise was a lot closer. I turned around to see a scruffy looking guy standing there with a camera taking pictures of us.

"What do you think your doing." Raising my voice a little.

"I'm taking pictures of the lovely couple."

His voice was husky and his beard shook when he moved his chin. I glanced at Louis, he looked pissed off.

"We aren't a couple." Louis spat.

"Yeah, but whoever reads Celebrity Teen Magazine won't know that."

"Please leave us alone."

"Whatever, I have plenty of shots anyway."

The man walked away and left me very confused and Louis looking at the man as in he just killed someone.

Why would he want photos of me and Louis? We were just random people talking on a soccer field. I waited a few seconds before asking Louis.

"Why did he want photos of us?"

Louis' gaze softened when he looked at me.

"Magazines try to find out who I'm dating and they just take pictures of any girl I'm with."

What the hell?

"Does this mean your like famous or something."

He laughed and then looked at me in the eyes when he noticed I wasn't laughing and his laughter died down a bit.

"You seriously don't know who I am?"

"No, sorry?"

"It's ok love, I'm part of a boyband called One Direction"

One Direction. That name was definitely familiar, I mean who wasn't heard of them.

It's not that I have something against them or anything but I just don't get into music very much.

"Hmm.. Well I'm gonna get back to playing soccer before this gets anymore awkward."

I started to walk away when I heard footsteps behind me. I spun around and saw Louis looking at me.

"Mind if I join?"

"Yeah, why not?"