"Louis, hand me my hairdryer!" I yelled to my best friend Louis who was grabbing things for me to put in my suitcase. I was overly excited for this trip. This was the first time I was going to get to go one tour with him, after all. He ran in with my red hair dryer and dumped it in front of me.
"Anything else Princess?" he said with a smirk. I threw my hairbrush at him and smiled. Actually yes. Go get my Shampoo and Conditioner and put it in my travel bottles." I ordered, pointing him toward the bathroom. He sighed and walked in. I walked over to my dresser and picked up my glossy photo of me and Louis at a concert of his. I smiled again. He was my best friend. Sometimes I had to remind myself that. It was weird being friends with a celebrity that was so huge.
Louis returned and I hid the photo behind my back. "What's behind you strawberry?" He asked me. I gave him a look for calling me my old nickname. He giggled like a little girl. I rolled my eyes, handing him the photo. He smirked again, brushing his brown hair out of his face.
"I remember this!" He exclaimed. I snatched it back as he mumbled "Someone's sassy," under his breath. I chuckled, zipping it up on the side of my bag. I looked at my checklist, making sure everything was checked off.
Cell phone charger, check. Hair supplies, check. Clothes, check. Money, check. I thought as I went though my list. It seemed to be done.
"Lou? I think I'm done!" I yelled to him as he looked through my closet. "This shirt? Really?" He said, holding up to his torso. "Next time buy a whole shirt cupcake." He said. I rolled my eyes taking it from his grip. "That's my sports bra you idiot."
He laughed. "I know. I'm just paying with you love."
"So what should we do now?" I asked him.
"Hmm..." He said, pausing a little. "You want to go out to dinner?"
"Sure!" I said, sitting up a little.
"Do you need to ask your Mum and Dad?" He asked with a smirk.
"God Louis, I'm nineteen for heavens sakes! I can make my own decisions now." I sighed. He laughed.
"Okay, jeez Miss Sassy," He chuckled.
"That's your nickname!" I laughed, ruffling his wispy hair. He smiled at me widely, his eyes leaving the earth for nanosecond. Then they stopped looking dazed and he walked out of my room, handing my favorite black heels and ordering me to change into my striped sweater, claiming it was more 'flattering'. Once I fit his expectations we got into his car . He had the radio on as I heard Ed Sheeran playing on it.
"I LOVE this song!" I exclaimed. He smiled and turned it up a little.
"Harry LOVES this song." He smiled, humming to the tune of 'Kiss Me'. I wanted him to sing it, he had such a lovely voice, It was so beautiful on this song too.
"Sing the song Boo!" I told him. He blushed but followed my command.
"Kiss me like you wanna be loved, you wanna be loved, you wanna be loved. his feels like falling in love, falling in love, falling in love." He sang crystal clear and beautiful. I smiled. "I just love it when you sing." i whispered. He smiled.
"Your turn!"
"What? NO!"
"Common, here comes your favorite part!"
"Fine..." I sighed."Your heart against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck, I've fallen for your eyes, but they don't know me yet," I sang. He smiled.
"I love your voice as well babe!" He said with a wink.
Right then we pulled into the parking lot and got out of the car. He opened the door and we walked into the restaurant. The waitress, who looked about seventeen led us to our table wide-eyed. As she sat us down, she asked, "Are you two dating?" Louis and I looked at each other and both quickly shook our heads.
"No way." I said quickly as he nodded in agreement.
"We're just friends, and only friends." He added.
The waitress lifted an eyebrow and nodded, asking us what we'd like to drink.
"Water." I told her. "Same for me." Lou agreed. She disappeared behind the counter.
"Can you believe that??" He chuckled. I laughed too.
"I know! Us, dating?" I said as we both chuckled about it.
That'd be crazy,
