She Was The One (A James McVey FanFic)

Chapter 8- Lunch

Lou's p o v

As james walked me to where would have lunch, I felt his hand slowly wipe across my back and hang over my shoulder. My blood warmed in my veins, I must have been smiling like an idiot. Without thinking, I put my arm around his waist and pulled him a little closer. He looked down at me with that gorgeous face and smiled with teeth. I know I barely know this guy, but being with him felt so right.

He stopped walking when we were outside this Italian restaurant. Is this where we were having lunch!? What! When he said grab something I thought he meant like a burger. Obviously not!

"Shall we go in?" He asked.

"I'm not sure I have enough money, this place looks a bit pricey." I said awkwardly looking at my feet.

'Haha I'll pay stupid!" He winked at me and opened the door for me.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course!" He told the waiter table for two and she sat us in the corner.

We ordered two diet cokes and began to choose our main. Usually I would go for pizza but I didn't want him to see me with pizza sauce all round my face. I'm such a messier eater, most of the food ends up on my face. Pasta was a safe choice.

"You decided?"

"Yeah I think so, you?"

"Yep!" A waiter came over and we gave our orders. James chose a pepperoni pizza and I had lasagne.

While we were waiting, I asked him about future ambitions. He was determined with a career in music. He had it all planned out. Listening to him made me grin, he wanted it so badly.

"You will have to hear us play soon. I need your expert advice."

"Haha! My expert advice!"

"Well I know you have good music taste." I looked at him with a puzzled look.

"Your shirt you wore when we met, your cd choice today."

"Ah thankyou. Yeah I love Coldplay, I saw them live last year."

"Your kidding! I'm so jealous! Your parents must have fought hard for those tickets!"

"Oh my parents didn't take me. They don't even know I went..."

"What, why?"

"My parents err.. They.. They hate music. They don't want anything to do with it, and they don't want me to have anything to do with it. They thinks it's a distraction. But I love it and listen to it secretly. Grace took me to see Coldplay last summer for my 16th birthday. They have no idea." He looked shocked, like I told him someone had died.

"They don't let you listen to it?" I shook my head.

"They disapprove of it?"

"They disapprove if photography too. I don't really fit in..." I awkwardly laughed and he just looked at me, stunned. Our waitress turned up. Phew!! Saved by the food! It looked delicious.

For the rest I lunch we talked about our favourite songs and sang in silly voices. The table next to us gave us strange looks which made us laugh more and sing even sillier.

When our plates were cleared I was utterly stuffed. If I ate one more thing I swear the button on my jeans would pop off.

"Any puddings for you two?" The waitress asked. James looked at me.

"Not for me thanks, I'm stuffed!"

"Same here, just the bill please." James exchanged smiles with her and she wiggled off to receive our bill.

James put the money on the table and I insisted on at least giving a tip. He gave in. We left the restaurant with full stomachs, and big smiles.

"That food was amazing! Thankyou James."

"I told you it was good! And that's alright, it was a pleasure." Just as he opened his mouth to say something my phone began to ring. It was Grace.

"Sorry, I have to take this."

"Hey Gracie what's up? How was practice?"

"Good good! Where are you? We have some party planning remember?

"What?"

"The bonfire"

"Oh yeeah! Sorry! I'm just in town with James, do you want me back now?"

"James? The one from the beach?"

"Yeah, I ran into him again"

"Ooh! And yes please!"

"Ok I'll leave now see you soon!"

"Byeee!"

I hung up.

James walked me to the pier. I didn't want to leave him, I have had such a great day, I don't want it to end.

"Thanks again, for today. I've had a fab time." I smiled.

"Me too." It was a little awkward now. Should I just go? He seemed like he wanted to ask something. I saw him fiddling around with his phone.

"Do you want my number?"

"Thanks, yes please." He handed me his phone and I put in my number.

"Text me." I smiled and began to walk back home.

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