Kevin! -A Louis Tomlinson Story

Chapter 8- What did you want to ask me?

Breanna's P.O.V:

I woke up on my couch to the smell of bacon and french toast. 'Yay! Estelle's cooking breakfast!' I thought excitedly.I started to get up, but was pulled back down by an arm I forgot was there. I smiled as Louis mumbled something in his about wanting someone named Kevin to stay. 'Who's Kevin?'

Confused I called out to Lizzy who came out of the kitchen with half a piece of bacon sticking out of her mouth. I held in the laughter that was threatening to spill and asked Liz, "Hey Lizzy, who's Kevin?" She looked at me like I was crazy for not knowing who it was. "Not who sweetheart, what. Kevin, is a stuffed pigeon that Louis had a 'relationship' with. How can you not know that?!" she said annoyed.

"Well, I'm sorry, I only met all of them yesterday!"

She raised an eyebrow as she gestured to Louis's arm around my waist, restricting any movement. I laughed making Harry come in to see what it was. "Awwww! Boobear's got a girlfriend! This calls for Twitter!" he squealed pulling out his phone. Before I could stop him he had snapped a picture and uploaded a picture and tagging me in it with Louis.

I grabbed my phone as it vibrated and clicked on Twitter. Surprisingly, I had gained 250 followers in 30 seconds. I shook my head and looked at the picture. It was with my smiling and Louis looking as angelic as ever,sleeping. Wait....Did I really just think that?! I just met the guy.

I shot up as I heard,"I! I wanna save ya. Wanna save your heart, tonight!" It was Louis's ringtone! "Nice one Lou! Your own song set as your ringtone, yelled Zayn from the kitchen. Louis blushed and looked at his phone, groaning.

"Ugh! Paul found out we didn't go home last night when Liam left with Danielle, and he said to get home now." said Louis. Harry's face fell, but lit back up again as he got an idea. "Hey girls! You wanna come to our apartments for today?" he asked. I could hear Estelle and Mellie squeal and say yes about a thousand times. Lizzy hugged Harry and said yes. I looked at Louis, who had a bed head, as he waited for my answer. I smiled and nodded at the idea.

"Sure, let's go pack!" I said. I stopped myself and yelled over my shoulder, "Only the necessities!" I heard the three of them whine. I pull Louis up and drag him to my room and opened the door. My room wasn't anything special. A few band posters with a four poster bed and a dresser next to the closet. I grab my overnight bag and start stuffing things in. I grab my favorite blue shirt, a few pairs of jeans, a Green Day shirt, and three converse. Hey, you never know. I get my iPod and charger, along with my phone and its charger. This whole time, Louis was in the doorway looking around. He smiled at the color of my walls, which were blue.

"Nice!" he exclaimed. "Blue is my favorite color, is it your's too?"

I giggled saying, "Yeah, it's always been my favorite color."

He smiled and held open the door for me to walk through. I smiled, 'Such a gentlemen!' I thought. We walked into the living room where everyone was gathered around Estelle. She had her guitar and violin, and was playing her guitar while sitting on Zayn's lap. I recognized the song right away as one of her favorite songs; 'Seize the Day' by Avenged Sevenfold. She sang the last line and we all clapped.

"Wow Estelle! I didn't know you had it in you!" smiled Niall. "Yeah, Estelle! Do you play any other instruments?" asked Harry. "Well, I play a few, like the guitar, bass, piano, violin, charinet, and a little organ." Zayn smiled and kissed her softly. "I'm in love! A girl that can play six instruments?! Awesome!" Estelle blushed and smiled at his compliment. "Thanks, but shouldn't we get going before your bodyguard calls the cops?"

"Oh, yeah, shit! We should call Paul and Simon on the way!" screamed Louis, grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder.

"LOUIS!!! PUT ME DOWN, PLEASE!!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

He laughed at me saying, "So polite even when you are dangling from my shoulder!"

Everyone laughed at that comment as Louis carried me outside. He plopped me down in the van they came in and sat next to me. "Got everything?" asked Harry as he got in the driver's seat. "Yeah." we all said in unison. "I still don't understand why I can't drive!" whined Zayn. "Because, Zayn," Louis started to explain, "you would crash us, because you would be distracted by the mirrors!" We all laughed as Zayn scowled at Louis.

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A/N: Comment, vote, all that jazz! HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIALLER!!!!!!!!!!