Look After You

Ch 7: I just want to know you better

A/N: So here's Chapter 7, in Louis's POV. I'll be bouncing around between Claire and Louis's POVs for a little bit. I was wondering if I should do one of the other boys POVs or maybe Lily… what do you think? So I'll try to write Chapter 8 by Monday, but I have a lot of tests so we'll have to see. And Hurricane Sandy might knock out power :( And I know the chapters are kinda short, my apologies. This is my first story so I'm working on it. And one last thing, 1D's new single comes out on Monday :D so I might be too busy fangirling in a corner to even THINK about writing. Haha so anyway, apologies for the mindless rambling…

~ BookwormGirlxxx

Louis's POV

Later that night, the boys and I were just chilling in our beach house after dinner. Liam and Zayn were doing a Twitcam, Niall was eating(no duh), and Harry was watching some Youtube videos. I just finished talking to my fans via Twitter and now I was bored. 

"Harry, do you want to do something?" I asked, looking at him. Harry barely looked up from his computer to reply. 

"Sorry Lou. I'm good just relaxing." I scowled, now I was bored. I sulked in my chair for a few minutes til I remembered Claire! I could text her and ask if she wanted to hang out with me. I picked up my phone and texted her. 

To Claire: Heyyy :) Claireee I'm boreeddd. Meet me on the beach? 

I didn't even have to wait two minutes for Claire to reply. 

From Claire :) : Umm why? 

To Claire: Because I want to see you silly ;) problem?

From Claire: No :) i'll be there in five. 

To Claire: KK see ya soon babe :) xxx 

I closed my phone and stood up. I was oddly excited to see someone I met yesterday. Yes, Claire was beautiful. She was beautiful in that way when girls don't try and I don't think she knew she was beautiful. Which is tragic. And Claire is funny, heck if anyone can argue with Niall and win, they're good in my book. I know she's a huge fan of One Direction, but she hasn't flipped out or tweeted to the entire world that she's bffs with us. And I appreciate that. 

I could see myself dating Claire, I would love to be able to tweet about her and brag to the entire world that she's mine. But I'm not going to lie, I'm afraid to get back into a relationship. I don't know if Claire could handle being apart from me for months at end, El had a terrible time with it and we lived in the same country. I would miss Claire way too much for my own good.  

But maybe, just maybe, we could have a sweet summer romance and maybe it could turn into something more. But for right now, I just wanted to know her better. 

I opened up the deck door and walked down the stairs that led to the beach. The sun was just starting to set and the sky was pink. The waves were gently lapping against the shore, what a perfect day. I walked down the beach in between our house and Claire's. I could see her leaning against a palm tree, her beautiful silhouette framed against the sun. 

Her brown hair was down and gently waving in the breeze. She was wearing a white sweater and shorts and she was barefoot, just like me. 

"Claire!" I called out to her. She looked up and smiled when she saw me. 

"Hi Louis. Fancy meeting you here," she smirked. 

Did I mention she can be a bit sassy? 

"Yes, well I wanted to see a pretty girl and here you are." She blushed and I gestured towards the sand. 

"Want to sit down on the sand?" She nodded, so we sat down on the sand and watched the sun set in silence for a minute. It was peaceful, I didn't feel the need to talk. But I wanted to. I wanted to know everything about Claire. 

"So Claire, tell me about yourself." I watched her face light up as she talked, she was nervous at first, but then she gained confidence when she realized that I was actually intereseted in what she had to say. 

She talked about living in Virginia. She told me about her best friend Sara, who sounded like she'd be a perfect match for Niall...not like I'm trying to be a matchmaker or anything... Claire and Sara sounded like they were really close, just like me and Harry. She talked about living in Japan and moving. I had no idea how hard it was to move all the time, but I could tell it was hard. She started to choke up when she talked about leaving her friends in Colorado, so I leaned close to her and wiped away her tears.

"Babe, it's ok to cry. I'm here. I'm not going to leave." She smiled and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder. We were silent for a minute, then I looked into her eyes. They were pretty, just like the rest of her. 

I decided to take a risk so I leaned in and.....