The Assistant // Louis Tomlinson

27 - Aloha

LONG CHAPTER BE HAPPY!!!!! took me so long but pretty happy with it.

Kiss You

"I love this smell," I breath and step out of the terminal into the airport. "It smells like home."

"Home definitely doesn't smell like this, love," Louis mocks.

I shove him with my shoulder. "You know what I mean. It smells familiar and, I don't know, good memories."

He laughs and wraps his arm around my shoulders, kissing my temple. "I know, babe."

I smile and wrap my arms around his waist as we walk through the airport.

"Do you want some coffee? I'll text our ride to see if they're here yet."

"Yeah. Let's go find a Starbucks or something."

"Follow me!"

I quickly lead us to small food court and set our bags down at a table. We had decided to just bring our carry-on's so we wouldn't have to deal with luggage pick up and all that, but that also meant lugging our suitcases around.

"I'll go order while you watch the bags. What would you like?" Louis asks once we have suitably places our luggage.

"Venti Non-Fat Hot Chocolate with a shot of Espresso," I order without having to give it much thought. It's my go-to order at Starbucks. Or a Chai Latté. Unless it's fall. Then it's a Pumpkin Spice Latté. Those things are the highlight of the year.

"Isn't that just a mocha?" Louis questions curiously.

"No, a mocha is simply coffee with chocolate flavoring. Mine is like a backwards mocha. It's actual hot chocolate with real coffee for flavor."

Louis looks at me with a blank expression before walking away to get in line. I just shrug it off and pull out my phone to group text my cousins.

From: Avenue
hey you guys here yet? louis and i are sitting in starbucks

Before I can even set my phone down, I get a response.

From: Annie👶
GET YOUR BUTTS OUT HERE MISSY! we are waiting in the front

I can't help but laugh at the message. Annie is 13 years old, but she's feisty for her age.

From: Avenue
be out in a sec! patience little one

From: Annie👶
that's stupid.

I smile but roll my eyes as I lock my phone before placing it on the table.

"Hey, did you get a hold of your family?" Louis asks, setting my drink in front of me.

"Yeah. Anne says they are outside waiting."

"Let's go then!"

We both stand up from the table with our bags and coffee and make our way down.

"Aren't you hot?" I ask Louis, taking in his attire. He's wearing a zip-up hoodie with a beanie and sunglasses.

"A little." He shrugs. "It's better than being mugged by fans."

"Well, I mean, this side of the island is pretty small. You should be fine."

"I don't know... what if people see us. I don't want to have to put you in that situation with the press just yet."

"I'm a big girl. Don't worry. And I mean, the boys and my family already know. The only people I'm still concerned about hiding it from are Caroline and Paul. They are easy enough seeing that if the press does make a story, we can just say it was the tabloid's making up lies."