my boy tommo:D(a louis tomlinson fan fic.

the date

hey dudes, and dudettes, so tonight at exactly 1 am my cuzin lori is gunna help me out with some ideas about the date. so if a girl named lori shows up, shes based off my cuz:)

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i have no clue what to wear. ill just jump in the shower and ask louis later after im out. i hope he doesnt take me to some really fancy place or where i have to wear a dress, i hate wearing shorts, skirts,and dresses. i have these weird looking scars on my legs from when i was a kid, and theyre everywhere. im so embarassed. anyways im getting in the shower.

"ow thats hot!!!!" the water is really hot, but i wanna sweat all my nervousness out. Mmmmm the sweet smell of oranges. i love my shampoo.

"ouch!!!" of course i have to fall on my ass as soon as i step out. now i smell of oranges and old spice body wash and deodarant. i love to wear that kind of stuff it smells so good. and now for my playboy hollywood spray:) i love to smell like this perfect......wow i am NOT perfect definately not just my smell is. so i wrap the towel around my fragile skinny body, and run out the bathroom door  into the kitchen the boys have filled with food. i see louis scaviging for something a mile in the fridge.

"louis??what should i wear?" i asked him, he turned around and just started looking my body up and down from the top half. i wouldnt let him see the bottom. not until i trust him enough. he started biting his lip and just stared at me.

"louis??"i asked again and started snapping at him.

"oh....yeah?, umm just some jeans and a shirt. were going to a club and another place

i agreed and ran upstairs when he turned around.

i looked in my closet, and founf a pair of some grayish white-ish, blue mixed color skinny jeans with some tears in them. i put on a braid belt, and a white v neck. i put on some black heels only 3 inch. yeah, only. then i put my hair in a loose bun and went downstairs. no makeup except eyeliner.

"wow.........you look......beautiful ash."zayn said that to me.? wait...hes never said anything that nic about an outfit like that.

"thanks zayn." i hugged him quickly and i felt him breathe in my scent. muahahaha nobody can resist. "wheres louis?"

"im not sure actually he went outside about five minutes ago helping liam put all our bags in the cars, we evan got most of yours when you were in the shower, and by the way playboy cologne?"

"oh, and yeah, my signature scent."i smiled and kissed his cheek, then walked outside and found harry, liam, and louis piling stuff into the fifth car. i gave harry a bag of what was left of my stuff, and he set it in the car and closed the trunk.

"ready babe?"louis asked hahaha babe.

"yepp."i popped the "P" and he put his arm around my waist and started walking to his car that wasnt filled with stuff except the trunk. he opened my door for me. awwwh what a gentleman. he got in and started down the road, then we were in a parking lot. he looked over to me. he leaned in, and i did the same. then of course somebody, a security guard knocked on the window for the payment to the club we were about o go into. louis gave him our IDs and $40 and we walked in hand in hand. the club was empty. then he led me up some stairs to the second floor. it was beautiful, there were lanterns hung, and a tiny bar table for us, and some music. just really cute.

"like it?"he smiled at me, i just grabbed the back of his neck and pecked his tiny little lips.

"i love it" he kissed me back and we sat down. we ate, and just danced to everything. crazy songs, and slow songs. then we got drunk. like really drunk. i was so dizzy but having so much fun. we had to be escorted home. i think i blacked out in the car.

in the morning

i woke up in the car. in the parking lot. hangover. headache, and a still sleeping louis on top of me. literally his legs were tangled with mine and his arms were wrapped around me. i laughed as his little snore came out.

"louis?are you awake."duhh of course he isny he has a hangover probably and hes sleeping. well ill just sit him in my seat and drive home.

zayns pov

"where the hell are they?"i yelled at the others. they didnt come to the house like louis said. we told him we were going to drive two hours back to the house, and he said hed drive her home. then i heard my phone ring.

"ashley!where are you?are you okay?wheres louis?"

"its okay, we got drunk and im at the hotel, and i cant drive anymore. louis passed out in the car from a hangover can you send a cab to come get us or something?"she sounded desperate.

"yeah, ill send one there. so your okay?"now im the one sounding desperate.

"i just have a headache."

"alright itll bring you home." i hung up, and got paul to go get her since he was near the hotel. he was in his truck. so this way luckily he can tow louis car, and carry ash, and louis.

 a couple hours later i saw paul carry in louis, and he said ashley was in the car. i ran outside, and she was just laying halfway out of the truck door, nearly falling out, her feet were in and her upper body was hanging out. i gently picked her body up over my shoulder. i looked like i just kidnapped her or something. i carried her in the door, and to her room. i laid her down under the covers. and left.

ashleys pov

i woke up in the most comfortable bed ive ever slept in. then i remembered i was at the boyss house, no the boys mansion. i looked over at the winodw, and it was pitch black. i looked above the window at the clock, and it said 10 pm. damn. i was knocked out. i slowly got lost on my way downstairs, i sat on my butt, and scooted down the steps. i got to the bottom, and saw blurry figures. i started laughing.

"is she high??"i heard a familiar irish accent say. niall.

they all laughed at me cause it took me ten minutes to get up. i walked over to the counter and saw louis fast asleep with his head laying down against the hard surface, and drewl coming out his mouth. i luaghed and picked up his head, and kissed it lightly. i shut my eyes and walked over to what i saw was harry, or zayn. i couldnt tell. blurry. i felt a hard surface hit my stomach, then my ass, then my head. i flipped over a couch, and quickly somebody carried me upsatirs.i just laughed all the time they were carrying me. i could finally tell it was harry. he laid me in louis bedroom of the looks of it. then he carried in louis and dropped him next tp me. i fell asleep. wow. that was the worst yet best date ever.