A New Turn

Chapter 8

LOUIS POV

I couldn't sleep the night before Caitlin was set to arrive.

I tossed and I turned.

I counted sheep.

Nothing was working.

I got up, made myself a cup of tea and headed back up to my bed. I just sat up and turned on the tv. Re runs of Castle were on so that kept me occupied for a little while. Not long though.

I couldn't stop thinking about how I was going to play things with Caitlin. Knowing me, I would probably ruin things even further. Before I could think about my next move, my whacked up heart would take over. God, I hated that.

I eventually fell asleep. Tea had the same effect as any kind of sleeping medication on me.

I woke up the next morning feel fresh and perky. I got up out of bed and went straight into the shower and it finally hit me, Caitlin would be here in an hour.

Oh shit.

I didn't stay in the shower long. I had too many things on my mind. I jumped out, dried myself off, and went to check my phone. I saw a text from Harry:

'Went to go get Caitlin from the airport. Be back soon :)'

And that just made everything so much worse.

I paced around my room for about an hour. Time slowly flew by. Images filled my head of times and scenes that could occur with Caitlin. This happened as I heard keys enter the door from downstairs, and a sudden yell from Harry.

"LOUIS, WE'RE BACK!"

That was both music and the sound of death to my ears. I stopped pacing, stood still and inhaled so much that my shoulders raised to my ears. All I told myself was 'Act cool'.

I slowly pondered out of my room and reached the stairs, softly feeling the cold metal of the railing under my skin. I carefully stepped down each step before finally reaching the floor below. I began walking over to the front door. I couldn't Caitlin's face though. She was staring at her bags. I just wanted to stare into her eyes.

I finally reached a few feet in front of her and reached an arm out for her to shake. I thought I was playing it pretty cool so far. I spoke a single word.

"Hi."

There was a pause for a moment. I was hoping she would say something.

She finally looked up into my eyes.

I felt like I was about to fall backwards straight through the floor. I couldn't describe how beautiful they were.

She wore a skinny pair of dark blue jeans and a baby blue knit jumper. A cream coloured beanie topped her perfectly straightened hair and face. I thought it was impossible for her to look even more amazing than she did the other day. Apparently, it was possible.

She eventually reached her hand out into mine. The feeling in my heart was indescribable as her skin skimmed mine. A very weak word left her mouth.

"Hi."

I'd been waiting since the first moment I saw her gorgeous face for her to speak a word to me in person.

CAITLIN POV

His voice was like listening to my favourite love ballad on repeat all day everyday.

I was so shy. I just kept looking down. But I did want to make a good first impression. I had to do something.

My only option was to move my hand up to his and place it in mine.

His touch felt like I was being touched by a million angels.

I did eventually speak though. Yet, it did come out like I was a shy little puppy.

"Hi."

Our hands slowly pulled apart. How I wish they didn't. All I wanted to do was become a professional Louis Tomlinson hand holder. Wow, that's embarrassing.

"I'm just gonna take Caitlin's stuff to her room." Harry slowly slipped away to leave Louis and me alone.

"So, do you want me to give you a tour?"

Louis' voice sounded so kind and nurturing. I couldn't think of anything better.

"Yeah that would be great!"

"Alright, follow me I guess."

I began following Louis around the apartment. It was pretty awesome. The best bit was Louis' life size Iron Man statue and the infinity pool, looking over the extraordinary city that was London. It made me feel so much more comfortable to live here.

"Want to take a closer look at the city?"

"I'd love to."

The more I spoke to Louis, the more comfortable I was. He opened the glass door to the deck and pool area for me and we stepped outside.

The cold morning London air was brisk but the city truly looked remarkable as we reached the edge. I couldn't stop staring out. The busyness of the city, the bustle of the people.

I began moving a little to the left to see more of the view.

I totally forgot that Louis was there. Shit.

I bumped our hands together swiftly. Louis and I both looked down at our edging hands before looking up into each other's eyes.

Time stopped, I swear.