The Assistant // Louis Tomlinson

15 - Dents and Dates

Why Don't We Go There

Avery's POV

"Hails, meet One Direction."

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe this is finally happening! Hi guys I'm Hailee," she says happily.

I know she's been dreaming about this moment forever. She's even told me a few of her imaginary scenarios where she meets them and they become best friends. The current scenario was never considered, however.

She shakes all the boys hands. "Very lovely to meet you," Louis says as she finishes introducing herself.

"Um, not to sound rude or anything, but where is Harry?" Hailee asks, as she realized a certain curly haired boy was missing. Harry has always been her favorite.

"I'm not sure, maybe he went to get a snack?" Liam says.

"I can go look for him if you want?" Niall says, already beginning to step away to look for his friend.

"No, it's fine." Hails smiles. I know she is pretty upset he isn't there, especially after I had said he would be waiting for her. I honestly didn't think I'd have a problem following through with that statement. But I guess I have no control over when Harry decides to go MIA.

"How about I give you a tour?" Liam says. Hails looks to me, begging for approval. I just nod and she squeals a little before following Liam. They walk off as he puts his arm around her waist, guiding her through.

"She seems nice," Zayn says, bringing my attention back to the remaining three members of the band.

"Yeah. Not as crazy as she had seemed," Niall agrees, chuckling a bit.

"Yeah, she's great! And I know it won't be long before you love her as much as I do."

"I'm sure you're right. Anyone good enough to be best friends with someone like you must be pretty amazing," Louis says, winking at me.

We both momentarily forget there are still other guys around, watching as we absentmindedly flirt.

They stare at us questioningly.

Crap. We really need to get better at this whole 'down low' thing.

Luckily, they seems to just shrug it off, Zayn saying, "Okay, well I am gonna go to the greenroom and then get some food before Paul calls us for rehearsal."

"Oh, food? I think I'll join you," Niall says, suddenly more excited at the mention of food.

They both say 'bye' and walk off, leaving Louis and I behind.

"So, what should we do?" I ask. My words seem to give him a thought, as he looks at me with a sudden mischievous expression.

I narrow my eyes back at him questioningly. What is going on in this boy's mind?

☆☆☆☆☆

"Louis! Not so fast! Ah!" I scream as Louis pushed me on his skateboard around the auditorium. He is holding me by my waist, running beside me and the board.

I don't know how to skateboard, and this is his brilliant solution for me to learn. But, let's be honest, I'm not actually learning, nor am I particularly interested in, how to ride a skateboard. I am more just nodding and agreeing whenever he tells me how to do something. I listen to the parts I need to while he pushes me. So basically, steering.

We ride through the large room and to the back, into a long cement hallway.

"Keep steady!" Louis calls at me.