Rocks (Louis Tomlinson)

Thirty.

Thirty.

As I wait for Louis to cross the finish line with a bunch of other of the racer's girlfriends, I immediately feel self-conscious. All of these girls have perfectly curled hair with bright red lipstick and amazing eye makeup, and they are wearing the shortest and tightest skirts, dresses, and shirts. I am not envious of them, I am just aware of the fact that I am completely different looking than them.

I try to stand out of the way of the other girls as the engines rave down the dark street towards the beginning line. Louis and I had to drive a little ways out for this race, so I hope to god it's worth it. I don't know what the prize is, but it better be good.

I hear a buzzer go off down the raved road, and soon enough the sound of tires against street is heard as the cars zoom down the street. My heart rate picks up as soon as I see the first car round the trash bin obstacles and gain speed as it comes closer to the finish line. One of the girls across the street yelps in happiness when she realizes it's her boy's car. Soon other cars cross the finish line; my heart dropping as soon as I realize the last one is Louis's.

The cars are parked a little ways out from the finish line, and the girls hobble/run in their heels to great their boyfriends in who are stepping outside of the cars. I walk over to Louis's car, and he steps out smiling.

I furrow my eyebrows, wondering why he's smiling if he just lost the race. He pulls me by my wrist into his arms and kisses my head as the cold fall air blows around us.

"Why are you smiling?" I ask, tilting my head slightly to the side.

"I got a call while I was in the car" Louis grins.

"Well what was it about?" I smile, swatting at his stomach to edge him to tell me faster.

"I got a job."

"You already have two jobs though."

Louis shakes his head, still smiling. "This one is big" He says and leans against his car.

"What is it?" I say curiously.

Louis motions to the other side of his car, telling me to get in. I follow his instructions and take my seat inside the car, crossing my legs in the seat and leaning towards Louis for the news. Why won't he just tell me already?

Louis starts the car and drives out of the racing alley, staying silent. I was expecting that race to go longer, but I am glad to get out of the cold November air. Louis turns on the heater in the car and starts towards his house on the opposite side of town.

I decide he's not going to tell me while in the car, so I sit back in my seat and look out the window, wishing to get there sooner. I can tell by the giddy atmosphere in the car Louis is really excited about whatever job he got.

Not soon enough, we get to Louis's home and I step out of the car and walk into the building after Louis. I kick off my shoes and fly onto the couch, and Louis sits with me moments later, still being silent.

"What's the job!?" I say loudly to get his attention, and giggle when he jumps in his seat.

Louis takes a deep breath and turns towards me, a big smile on his face.

"Okay, well a long time ago I applied for a job assistant managing a football team just for the hell of it, I didn't think that it would mean anything. It was always a dream of mine and when I heard they were looking for assistant managers, I didn't think they would pick me. I got a call back today, I got the job" Louis beams.

"That's great!" I cheer, jumping into his arms.

Louis hugs me and rubs my back, warming me up a bit from the cool weather outside.