Making plans

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Louis pov

Ashley is amazing. I can't believe how good of an actress she is! She treats the kids so well. She's not afraid to stoop down to there level. She's just perfect. Right now we are on our way back from the meet and greet. It's about 5:30 when we walk into the building in which our air conditioned dressing rooms are in.

We walk down the hallway and I approach my dressing room. Which means I have to depart from Ashley. I stop at the door but she keeps walking, looking down at her iPhone typing away. I grab her wrist and She looks up in surprise. She keeps looking from her wrist to me. Her eyes wide. Something els is in her eyes. The kind of look you have when your mum catches you doing something your not suppose to do. I don't catch on at first but then it hit me. She probably has scars.. I dont know why. Does she get bullied? Why would anyone bully her? She's a great person not to mention she's beautiful. I pretend not to notice as I step forward. My thumb running over her cheek.

"Listen I was thinking, after we get out of these outfits, would you like to go to the beach with me? I mean- we should get to know each other. Don't you think?" I ask scanning her face for emotion. She looked relaxed now. She gives me a small smile and a nod before walking away.

"Oh, wait Louis. Just to be clear, this isn't a date right?" She asked with a smirk. I smiled

"Only if you want it to be." I said and smirked. She blushed and looked down at her feet.

"No it's not a date. Just friends." I said but even though I smiled, I felt disappointed when those words escaped my mouth. She had this look on her face that I couldn't quite read, but she then smiled. Before walking to her dressing room and closing the door. That smile she gave me didn't seem to have the same shine that it usually does.

I walked into my dressing room to get ready for my 'not date.' Even though it's not a date, I plan on looking my best. My stylist, Joan, is picking an outfit for me. She seems to be mad about my 'not date.' Jealousy maybe? I smirk. Joan has red hair and green eyes. Her hair is strait and goes to her shoulders. She's pretty. We used to have a thing until she got a boyfriend. I'm not sure what terms she's on, whether she has a boyfriend still or not, but whatever. She picks out these black skinny jeans and a black t-shirt. I love this outfit. It shows off my muscles.

I start doing my hair for the 'not date' I bet ashley will look great. She always looked pretty good every Time I saw her.

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