A Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Chapter 6: Reasoning

Hey guys!

So I didn't meet One Direction at the grocery store as I was hoping...

But I'm back! Okay so Chapter 6 is about when Sofia asks her parents about the sleep-over; I'm not going to post Chapter 7 today because I want to finish Chapter 10 and get started on Chapter 11. So here is Chapter 6.

                                                    Louis's POV

     I can't believe we invited Sofia, who may I remind myself is eleven years old, to our house for a whole week. However, even though in the depths of my mind I know what is wrong and right, I still can't help, but anticipate her arrival.

Those feelings haven't gotten away yet, Louis? My thoughts are honestly making me lose my stability in all of this.

    I'm smitten with her and I can't help it. I believe this isn't just a phase, but I'm still hopeful on being proven wrong.

                                                     Sofia's POV

     Convincing my parents to let me stay at One Direction's complex is not going to be easy; I have already gotten that into my head. I really, really have to want this in order to be able to go and as much as I know that this isn't the brightest idea, taking into consideration my age to theirs; I still want to go. Now I have another reason as to why I want to be a tad bit older; so that age wouldn't matter as much as it does right now.

     How am I going to ask my parents, knowing that their definite answer is going to be no? Any sane parent would refuse to let their child, especially their daughter to stay over at any men's place without any women watching over their kid. How can I possibly win this argument?

     I looked over at the clock that sat on the nightstand; it glowed 10:30 AM, a reasonable time to be already awake. As my senses focused on the sounds of an early morning, I heard my parents' laughter coming right from the living room of the suite.

Well, you can't hide forever, Sofia. Ask and you shall know.

     My dull mind decided that happiness was the best option I had right now so that's what I went with; not fooling them at all.

"I love you both so much!" I entered, smiling the biggest smile I could muster as I first hugged my mom and then my dad.

"I'm broke!" My dad declared as my mom and I laughed.

"It isn't money that I want, though." I stated as I sat down in front of them, crossing my legs.

 "Ah so you do want something?" My dad sighed, a smirk making its way up my dad's features.

"I didn't not mean that..." I trailed off, finding the marble floor an amazing piece of art.

"Sofia." My mom teased, making me look up at her eyes that dared me to say otherwise.

     Groaning, I gave in.

"Fine! Yes, I do want something." I blurted out, watching as my mom was going to add in something until I realized what it was and spoke before her.

"That doesn't require money." I said with pure satisfaction as my mom leaned back on her seat with a smirk on her face.

"Dad, I haven't told you this, but when I asked permission to go to the restroom the other day, it was actually to get One Direction's autographs for Valeria." I said as my dad smiled at me, making me confused.