Forget Me Not (Nouis)

13th Petal: Maybe, we can start again?

Louis' day.

Have you ever felt so anxious? Like there's something in your stomach that won't go away. You are so restless and you can't calm down. You don't know what to do because you keep on forgetting what you are actually about to do.

I feel awkward about this day with Louis. I don't know. There's just something about him that's so unsettling.

As I stepped on the hotel lobby, I felt my heart skip a beat. There, Louis Tomlinson stood. And he's looking at me intently. And I feel so small. And conscious.

I walked towards him and waved a little. "Hey Louis."

He just looked at me for a couple of seconds before he smiled and said, "Hello there snowflake."

We just stared at each other for a minute before he stretched out his hand to me. "Ready for an adventure with Peter Pan?"

I bit my lip trying not to show my smile. I failed. I contemplated whether I should hold his hand or what but then I saw him looking at me with those blue, blue eyes and I know right there and then that I'll take the hand.

When I held his hand, his smile widen. He then pulled me towards the elevator. We arrived in his and Liam's room.

"What's here?" I asked, puzzled.

He just smiled at me and he took out clothes from the closet. He also brought out a... Wait, is that a hair dyer?

"What's with the hair dye?"

"We are gonna dye your hair! Ta-daa!" He said while waving the thing in front of his face.

"Wait, why? I mean... I like my hair color. Blonde." I said, unconsciously touching the back of my head, feeling my hair.

He chuckled. "It's washable, don't worry Ni. You need it so people won't recognize you."

"So we're going out?"

"Yepp. We're gonna go to public places so yeah."

I looked at his smiling face. Why is it suddenly so bright? I bit my lip again, thinking if I should agree with this idea of his. I saw his eyes travel down from my eyes to my lips. Okay, I feel VERY, VERY conscious again. I swallowed several times before I felt myself nodding. Hey, it's Louis' day. Why not do what he wants to do? Besides, the hair dyer is washable.

He guided me towards the bathroom and there, he started dyeing my blonde hair. I feel sad. I just really like my hair color and it's sad having it dyed. Even if it's just for a day. I guess Louis knew how I'm feeling because he started to say assuring things to me.

"It's just for a day Ni. And you'll love the color."

"Really? What color is it then?"

"Hmm... It's black. But if you go out in sunlight, it'll turn into the darkest shade of violet. It'll look pretty on you Ni, I swear."

I pouted and looked at myself in the mirror. "You think so?"

"I know so." He said and smiled at me through the mirror.

After that, we're both silent. It's about 15 minutes later before he spoke up again.

"Do you want me to dye my hair too?"

My eyes grew big and I started to shake my head vigorously. "No, Louis. It's okay."

He laughed. "Nah. I think I need to dye my hair anyway. People might recognize me."

I tried to open my mouth and object but he cut me off. "What about this Ni, I'll dye my hair in exchange of something from you? So you won't feel guilty or anything about it?"