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~Louis Tomlinson's POV

"Louis! Louis, I love you!" A group of girls shouted my name, I turned toward the direction of their screaming sending them a small smile before waving at them with my left hand. My right hand squeezed the small feminine hand I held, my eyes stared at Breanna before kissing the top of her head. Of course I had to look happy with her, this was all on the contract and if I didn't do what it said I'd get sued.

"Louis! Do you really love, Breanna?"

"I love you so much Louis, please follow me on Twitter!"

I pulled Breanna right behind me until we finally were at the silver Toyota, I opened the door for her and then sprinted to the driver's side before hopping into the car, shutting the door right behind me. Breanna's breathing was the only thing that was heard right now, she looked so panicked. It made me feel bad for her, she was so nervous about this whole thing. Caitlyn told me she had done this job plenty of times before, but why was is such a huge deal now? Her eyes were widened and her hand was on her chest. She made everything so dramatic, she was a drama queen.

"Breanna, calm the hell down." I spoke, rubbing her shoulders to help her calm down just a bit. "I thought you've done this job before?"

I grabbed the keys from my side pocket, pushing it into the ignition. The car finally came to life as I backed out of the parking lot we were in, driving off to Breanna's house. We just had a date that Caitlyn set up for us and she mentioned a lot of fans and paparazzi, which is what just took place. I'm guessing that's what got Breanna so frightened, even thought that was probably the fact she should be doing her job and not making things so damn obvious.

"I have done this job before, but you see - the people I worked with weren't this famous." She replied, empathising the word 'this'. She brushed the hair that fell in front of her face away, leaning her head against the window. Her eyes started to close slowly and i decided to take that as an advantage.

My palm hit the middle of the steering wheel, making the horn honk loudly. Breanna's eyes opened in a flash as she let out a short scream. Her head whipped in my direction, her face showed annoyance and anger. "Out of all people I could work with, it has to be you." She rolled her eyes, letting out a dramatic huff.

This was the best part of working with Breanna, she'd get so angry that you'd have to laugh at her. Sure, at some times she could be cool; you could have a nice conversation at points. But then there were those times where she just pissed you off so much, she made you want to piss her off yourself. From the way our relationship was, she probably thought of me the exact same way.

Breanna was an okay person, she was really pretty. Her voice was really high though, when she talked it made you scowl every once in awhile. Sometimes when she did talk, it felt like she'd make her voice as obnoxious as possible just to see you cringe. She'd sometimes laugh after, then stick her tongue out at you like a five year old, but she was really amazing like I said before.

Every time I was with Harry, I'd tell him about Breanna. He pretend to listen to me and at some times he'd pretend to care about what even came out my mouth. Harry and I were... close. I liked him alot, he understood me. He was really handsome. This was one thing I couldn't tell Breanna about, she always asked what I mean't by being free. I couldn't tell her just yet, Caitlyn said it had to be a secret until later on. If she asked me again about it I couldn't just simply say, "I'm gay and in love with Harry." It'd get her confused and mixed up about everything, plus I didn't want het to think different about me since I was gay. At least I think I'm gay, I could be bisexual.

I've kissed girls before and there has been no feeling of disgust ever, I'm just so confused about my sexuality. I just want Breanna to understand that I can't tell her now, but almost everyday that I'm with her she ends up asking me the same thing. It angers me only a few times, but if I feel the need to finally tell her then I swear I will.

~Breanna's POV

"Louis, thanks for dropping me off at home." I smiled, looking through the driver window where he sat.

He nodded, returning a small smile back at me. "No problem."

Just as he was about to roll his window up, I called his name once more. I have mo idea why, but I did and now I looked stupid standing at his car window doing nothing. I fiddled with my fingers awkwardly, tracing a nonexistent circle on the pavement.

"What?" He stared at me, confused on why I had called his name for no apparent reason at all.

"Uh - nevermind." I shrugged, patting the top of his hair weirdly.

Without further doings, I walked off into the building that I lived in. Whatever the hell just happened outside was just so awkward and at the same time disturbing, I have no reasons on why I patted him on the head like a dog, I have no idea why I just turned so shy and socially awkward for a second. I rolled my eyes, sitting down in the lobby chair playing with the torn skin on my fingers. For some unusual reason, I felt so uncomfortable. Why did this all just happen?

After finally pushing what took place a few minutes ago away, I started laughing. The lobby attendant looked at me confused, I had a reason as to why I was laughing anyways. It's like every time I'm with Louis we have a great time because we're together just walking around and talking, then it's like when I'm leaving to go instead I start to have the uncomfortable feeling inside of me. I've never really mentioned it before, but it just always ends up happening after a day with Louis.

He still makes me wonder about the "free" conversation, but I just enjoy his company. I love being around him. People I've worked with has never had this feel on me before, only Louis. Maybe because he only made me curious, and he had those times where you could actually have a fun time with him. He wasn't as bad as I thought he was the first time I met him, he's really nice, he's funny and at some points he's incredibly kind. And to be completely honest, he wasn't ugly. He was really good looking, especially the smile he gave me when I said something to make him laugh. His crooked teeth wasn't noticeable to me, I liked him a lot. He was just so amazing.

It's only been a week since I've met Louis and I think him and I finally found a place where we stand as friends. He hasn't considered me a friend yet, but I bet he thinks of me as one. He just doesn't want to make it even more awkward as it is now I'm guessing? Or maybe he just doesn't want to admit it. We have one weird relationship, but like I said before, he's great. I've never met someone so interesting before but I guess Louis is just so captivating that I'd have to learn a lot about him.

Just as I'm about to stand up and walk, I notice an ambulance parked in front of the building. The sirens blared from outside, the paramedics hopped out of the ambulance, pushing through the doors and hurrying up the stairs. It looked like a serious emergency. I decided to stay in lobby and wait to see what was happening. As I waited and waited, I wish I never did as I see them carrying down a body on the stretcher. I could only see an arm that had fallen out the white cover they placed over the body, as they hurried the body over to the ambulance I saw the cover move down the face a little more. And that's when I saw the lifeless body of Lucy, the lady who had felt like family to me. The lady who was like my own grandmother.

a/n; well yeah, so much things are happening and i feel bad guys. this is only the fifth chapter and lucy is gone. i might rewrite this whole thing, but yeah. make sure to vote, comment and give me a follow. it means a lot to me and it helps me out. :)x