whiskey & weed

Chapter 4

Olivia's POV

"So you just walked off?" Louis questions, pulling out a black dress from the rails lifting it up towards me.

"I don't like the tassels" I say turning my face up at the dress, he sighs placing it back down "and yeah I just walked off"

"your a savage sometimes you know" he smirks laughing along with me.

We're at the mall, I made him come with me to work this morning for my meeting with Hughes. It was so good, he invited me to an event on the other side of the city tomorrow night - of course I happily accepted.

Hughes said it would be a good opportunity for me to bond with some producers and kick start dancing professionally. He also mentioned how it could open doors for me musically which I guess is amazing but fucking scary. I've never sung properly in front of a crowd let alone made any sort of song.

Anyway, from what he said I needed to organise a whole new outfit exceeding both smart and casual attire.

Louis was down for being my plus one, like he even had a choice in the matter anyway. The only problem is the long ass car ride to the other side of the city.

"What about shorts?" I question pulling out a cute pair of blue denim.

"Thought you said it was smart?" he sends a confused look my way.

"Yeah, it still can be" I reply grabbing my size in the pile of shorts "maybe if I put on a black bodysuit and boots?"

"That sounds good, can we please get out of here now" he grabs the shorts and basically drags me to the cashier desk.

"What about you? don't you want anything new" I ask him as i hand the worker the cash.

"I will just wear some jeans and a tee" lou answers as if it was obvious "and a denim jacket of course" he adds on with a smirk.

I roll my eyes. him and his denim jackets.

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Hours have passed since we left the shopping centre, we went out for lunch, then brought snacks and now we're in the Lou's garden catching some rays.

I'm in love with this weather.

"You in work tonight?" I question louis whose currently throwing a grape into his mouth, he misses and it ends up on the floor.

"You made me do that" he says flipping me off, i laugh throwing a grape at him.

"But yeah, I have to do a night shoot"

fucking model ass hoe

"Can I come?" I ask him, mentally praying the answer will be yes.

"No" he shakes his head throwing another grape in the air, I hit it before it can land in his mouth - bitch fight me.

"Why not? Your boss was okay with me there last time" I pout at him

"Liv you scared the shit out of the models" he replies laughing "I'm not shooting anyway, I have an advertisement to film for myself, Chris is doing all the shooting"

"Oh, what are you modelling, boxers?" I question laughing at him.

Louis' a videographer and photographer but he also models. I mean who can blame him the boys an angel.