My Bodyguards (Action/Love Story) COMPLETED

Ch. 2

Chapter 2:

Loulou's P.O.V.

I was just sitting there, staring at the churros that Rachel was eating.

"What? Do you want some?" she asked handing me the churros.

"Uhm, sure." I said taking one churro. It was delicious!

"So, we will have to spend a lot of time together. Why don't you tell me about yourself?" she said.

"Well, I live with my mamma and my four sisters. I like color red, and I love to sing. I like carrots and girls who are spontaneous and adventurous, and I do not take life so seriously." I said.

"Cool." She said. She looked bored.

"So, tell me about yourself." I said.

"Well, I like colour red too. I like guys that make me laugh. I love blue and green eyes...mmm.. what else? Oh yeah! My mom died 12 years ago." She said.

"I'm sorry to hear that..." I said. Poor girl, I can't even imagine how my life would be if I didn't have a mom.

"It's okay, I have a nailsclipper to remember her." She said smirking.

"Uhm, okay?" I said.

"What?!? It's the only thing we could save." She said.

"Save?" I asked confused.

"She was at the house, alone, and suddenly some son (or daughter) of a bitch threw a bomb at the house. She died instantly. The explosion was really huge, the whole house exploded! And when the firemen entered to see if something was left, they could only find the nailclipper. I still don't understand how a tiny thing could survive a huge explosion, and that's why I take it everywhere. It brings me luck." She said, while tears streamed down her face.

"Did you ever find out who threw the bomb?" I asked. She shook her head sadly.

"I don't even know why he or she did it." she said.

"I'm so sorry to hear that." I said putting my churro away. Her tragic story made me lose my appetite.

"Thanks Loulou, now I'm not hungry anymore." She said placing her churros on the bed.

"Don't call me Loulou! It sounds like I'm a pet!" I said.

"Okay. I'll call you Agent Lou." She said smirking.

"Better." I said, and then she burst out laughing. "What?"

"Do you really think I'm calling you Agent Lou? Lol! Obviously I'm not!" She said laughing even louder.

"Okay, you can call me Loulou, but you have to let me call you Rachie-poo." I said.

"Sure! Call me Rachie-poo!" She exclaimed. Wow, she was really childish. But I don't complain because I actually liked it...

Rachel's P.O.V.

"Okay, you can call me Loulou, but you have to let me call you Rachie-poo!" Louis said.

"Sure! Call me Rachie-poo!" I said smirking. He raised his eyebrows, obviously surprised by my reaction. He was about to say something, but then he closed his mouth and remained quiet. I did the same.

We stayed there, just staring at each other for a while. Hours passed by and my dad was still not there.

"I think my appetite came back!" I said taking one churro, but it was already cold so I lost my appetite again.

"The churros are cold, huh?" Louis teased

"Shut up Loulou!" I exclaimed.

"Why don't we go to the hotel's restaurant?" he asked.