Beach Nights- Louis Tomlinson

Meeting At The Beach

YAY another chapter is being written!! I sorta told you guys everything in my last authors note so, I hope y'all like this chapter!!!

Louis POV

It had only been a couple hours and I still couldn't get that girl from the airport, Tay, off my mind. I hardly even talked to her and I was already fancying her, I mean I'd exchanged what? A few sentences with her, in which she had let me know that she didn't plan or want to see me again.

Once Tay had left most of the girls did too, probably following her advice and moving on with their lives, soon there was only a small crowd gathered around us, and I think they had gotten pretty tired of screaming our names, so they settled for taking a thousand pictures and trying to ask us out.

Since there were not too many girls left, it was easy for Paul and the rest of us to push through them and get to the cab we'd called. Usually we drive around in limo's or our own cars but since we couldn't bring our cars across the world or draw attention to ourselves we had to settle for cabs.

We were all just hoping that the driver wasn't some young person who would start fangirling at the sight of us, that would be really awkward.

Now we are at the house we're going to be staying at, it's right on the beach and has a beautiful view of the ocean. It's 9 o'clock American time but since they're five hours behind, I feel like it's 2 am and after a long day of travelling I'm ready for bed.

We each have our own rooms in the house, well Paul doesn't but he insists that he'll be fine on the pull-out couch, and that it'll be easier to watch for any trouble from there since it's close to the door. So I yell to the lads that I'm going to bed, and then true to my words, go to bed and fall asleep almost the second my head hits the pillow.

"LOOOUUIS!" I hear a voice scream at me, pulling me out of my peaceful slumber.

I check my phone quickly, it's 2:30 am, who is yelling at me at 2:30? I look around the room, but I don't see anyone, the person screams again, and this time being more awake I know the voice, it belongs to Harry, doesn't he ever sleep?

"Harry some people are trying to sleep!" I yell back at him.

"Lou!" He whines, I can tell from his voice he's drunk, how is he drunk we just got here, I don't remember bringing any beer. "It's our vacation come party!"

I drag myself out of bed to go yell at him, isn't that supposed to be Paul's job? Or I would have expected Liam to do something. When I get to the living area, Harry, Niall and Zayn are all pretty drunk, and it looks like Liam is passed out in his room, someone's a deep sleeper,and I think Paul must've crashed in one of the other boys rooms.

"Where did you guys get the beer?" I question.

"Niall and I went to get some food after you fell asleep, and we passed a liqueur store and decided to pick some up, the cashier was a fan and was mesmerized by my amazingness and forgot to ask for ID." Harry tells me looking proud.

I've known these boys for 2 years, so I know them pretty well, they are my best mates after all, so I know that their 'party' won't be ending soon. I would like to get some sleep, but it seems as if that wont be possible for a little while, so I guess I'll just go for a walk on the beach.

"Okay well, I'm going to take a walk on the beach, bye enjoy your party." I leave the house and step out onto the beach.

I close the door behind me, making the sounds of their voices become muffled, I walk to my left down the beach until it's completely quiet, except for the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. After a couple more minutes of strolling down the shore, I see a figure in the distance.