The Assistant // Louis Tomlinson

11 - Our Little Secret

5th CHAPTER SERIOUSLY!!!!!! IM ON A ROLE!!!!!!! hope you guys like this chapter ;)

They Don't Know About Us

"So..." I start as we sit down facing each other on the couch in Louis' dressing room.

"So..." he mimics. This was beyond awkward and we both knew why. We had to talk about us, and those talks were never fun.

"Listen about last night..." I tried to start again, but didn't know where to go from there. Luckily Louis had something to say.

"You don't regret it do you?" he asked shyly. He looked scared and disappointed and I just wanted to give him a big hug to make him feel better.

"No. Of course I don't," I assure him. Even if maybe I should, I don't. Not for one second.

"Good. Neither do I," he said relieved. Did he really think I would regret kissing him?

"Why would you think I would?" I asked.

"I mean, you were upset. Maybe you were just... I don't know..." he said trailing off. He was looking down at his hands and he looked so unsure of himself.

I reached across to take his hand in mine, causing him to look up at me with those eyes that I could get lost in forever.

"I don't regret anything," I say softly, reassuring him that he had no reason to feel insecure about himself. He gave a little smile, holding my hand tighter.

"So... what is this exactly?" he asks.

"I have no idea," I laugh honestly.

"What do you want this to be?"

"I don't know Louis," I sigh, slightly frustrated. I had no idea!

"Well, I know I like you."

I close my eyes and chuckle before opening them back up to look at him once again. "I know I like you, too," he smiles. "But... this could get complicated. However you want to put it, at the end of the day, I work for you. We have a professional working relationship and adding a personal one to that may not go well. If maybe not for us, possibly for the boys. And I don't know how Caroline would feel about her assistant dating a member of the band we both work for. And then there are your fans... and I don't know. And all of those people won't see us, they will see me and you. And those two things don't add up as far as they are concerned. I just don't kn-" I was cut off by his lips connecting to mine.

When we pulled away, he stayed close. "They don't know about us. They don't know how much you mean to me; how much I hope I mean to you. They don't know everything between us, and they don't have to. This isn't theirs, its ours. You and I. Us. It can be our little secret. At least for now," he says.

I stare into his eyes, trying to find a hint of doubt or anything that would show that he was only joking, but I found nothing. He was serious.

"I don't know, Louis..." I say, still not looking away.

He reaches up to cup my cheek in his palm. "Please. I want to try this. I want to see if we can work. I want this to work," he says softly.

Could I handle a secret relationship with him? And then what if someone finds out? What then? I didn't know how this could potentially effect my life, even my career. There were too many unknowns in this situation.

Then again... I wanted to be with him, too. I wanted this to work as much as he did. Was he worth a world of unknowns?

Without having to give it another thought, I knew my answer.