*Taken from Louis's diary*
Finally, it was time. I picked today only because the boys were too pooped to do it yesterday. The boys were all getting into their outfits, and generally giving me the encouragement I needed to suck up the courage to actually do this. Well, everybody except Zayn. He got ready the quickest and stood around muttering, "I'm only doing this to see some LouCat action." I rolled my eyes as I passed him to find my suspenders and said, "Hey, you do know that you were supposed to put your hair in a quiff, right?" His eyes bugged out and he raced for the mirror and shouted, "Why didn't you tell me?!" I shook my head. Niall was busy reheating some Nando's. I don't exactly know why. Harry kept passing in the hallway, each time humming a different song under his breath and smelling more and more and cologne. Liam came into my room near the time we were suposed to leave and fretted, "Lou! Your hair!" I frowned, "What about it?" He steered me to the mirror and said darkly, "That." I saw what he meant immediately. My hair was super messy, and not in a cute, I-don't-care-what-I-look-like way. Liam jammed a beanie on my head, and I protested, "You can't wear a beanie with suspenders!" Liam breathed out in a frustrated way. "Then change," he said as he walked away. I looked around for my glasses, slid them on, and unclipped my suspenders. There. The boys met me at the door of the hotel room, and I took a deep breath. "Let's do this." Niall said around a mouth of chicken (so that's why), "Lou. Calm down. It's just a girl." I stressed, "No, it's one of the most perfect girls in the world!" Liam slapped a hand on my shoulder and said firmly, "Lou. It's going to be fine." Harry piped up, "Anybody forget anything?" I snapped my fingers and cried, "I did! Gimme a second and I'll be right back." I ran to my room and picked up my phone. I had to keep shooting Cat texts so she wouldn't think I had given up. "I love you," I murmured under my breath as I typed it. I ran back to the door, took another collosal gulp of air, adjusted Harry's bandanna, and stepped out the door. The boys were close on my heels. Zayn suddenly stopped us and quietly said, "Wait, guys. I should go back to the flat so that when you knock, you can say 'Zayn open up' or something. That'll both explain why you don't have a key and why I'm not there." Liam looked at me hesitantly and asked, "You sure? It won't be the full thing without you." Zayn reassured us, "It'll be great. I'll hold down the fort." I reluctantly agreed, and he walked back almost...triumphantly? Oh well. Now that we were getting really close, I was getting nervous. Harry thumped me on the back and said, "Don't be such a girl. C'mon." I took large gulps of air and said, "Ok. I'm ok. Let's go." Niall mumbled around the chicken, "You gotta act natural, mate." I shook out the tension in my shoulders and muttered, "Ok. For Cat." The elevator arrived and we all clambered on. Harry nudged me in the back as I straightened Liam's button-up. "Mate, stop trying to make everything perfect. You'll be fine. She'll probably be more focused on the fact that we're 1D and we're in her room then she will on Liam's shirt." I nodded and let go of Liam's shirt. Liam breathed out a thank you to Harry. After what seemed like hours the doors slid open to reveal a single, pristine baby blue door. I took a huge gulp of air. Niall whispered, "Remember mate, act natural." I nodded and knocked loudly on the door. "Zayn mate! Open up! I left my key in there and we're all standing here!" I called. A tremulous voice called back, "Um, wrong room!" Oh, shit. I tried another tactic. "Zayn, stop playing around! Niall needs his food, Harry needs his cologne, Liam is running from a spoon, and I left my suspenders in there!" I heard a loud gasp through the door, running feet, and then the door opened and a girl was standing there. I took a good look at her. So this is what Catherine looked like. Then I saw her puffy eyes, her red cheeks, and the faint mascara trails below her lashes. She had been crying! Harry stated the obvious: "You're not Zayn!" as Niall nudged me softly. I snapped to and said sarcastically, "Brilliant deduction, Sherlock." Then I turned to Cat and said, "Hi, you probably know us." She nodded faintly. I asked, "You ok, love?" She nodded again and responded, "Sorry, it's hard to believe that y'all are actually here! It's...it's making my knees weak." I swooped in, followed by all the boys, took her elbow, and led her to a couch. "Well, you'd better sit down then." As soon as we were all seated, I added, "I was actually asking about, well, you look like you've been crying." She quickly swiped her hand under her eyes and answered, "Oh, it's nothing." I cocked my head and pressed, "It couldn't be nothing. What is it?" She shook her head. "I guess I like this guy, like really like him, but I've never actually met him. We just text. He doesn't want to tell me who he is, but I trust that he's not an internet stalker or anything. The other day, he kind of super hurt my feelings, except it was like he took everything I thought I knew about him, molded it into a dagger, and stabbed me in the heart with it. And every time he texts me that he loves me, it's like he's giving the knife a twist." She looked up at all of our faces and buried her head in her hands. "Sorry. Y'all shouldn't have to deal with my problems." Liam spoke for all of us by saying, "No, that was...the way you described that, that was poetry!" She peeked out from her little hand cradle and said, "Really?" Niall enthused, "Uh, yeah! That was beautiful!" She looked mortified. "Oh, gosh," she mumbled. "I'm so strange, I'm sorry. I'm sure other girls don't talk in poetry." Harry raised an eyebrow and stated, "No, they don't, but I think I speak for all of us when I say I wish they did." We all nodded. She sniffed and wiped her eyes with the palm of her hand. "Sorry," she apologized. "I probably look like a hot mess." I protested, "Of course not! You're beautiful!" She looked at me with big doe eyes and blushed. "I think you're attractive, too. All of you. You're my favorite band." I smiled. "Glad to hear that." Just then I heard Zayn calling from the stairs leading to our floor, "Guys? You might want to come up! Something's on fire!" We all jumped up, and Cat waved her hands frantically. "Go on, deal with that!" Harry grinned lopsidedly and teased, "Do I get a kiss goodbye?" She beamed. "You all do." She walked around to all of us and pecked everybody on the cheek. When she got to me, she walked up behind me and whispered very softly, "You're my favorite." I turned around just as she kissed me, but that caused her aim to throw off, so she ended up kissing me full on the lips. Just as quickly, she pulled away, blushing furiously. Liam grabbed my arm and dragged me away. "C'mon, loverboy, we've got to rescue Malik." She gave a little wave that I saw over my shoulder as I was pulled off. When we arrived, Harry quickly asked, "What's on fire?" Zayn shrugged. "Nothing. I just said that because you guys were taking too long and I was bored." I shot daggers at him. Niall gushed, "Oh, you missed the greatest Couis action! She kissed him!" Zayn raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Snogging on their first meeting?" Liam quipped, "It wasn't so much of a snog as a peck." Harry chipped in, "And anyway, I thought their shipname was LouCat." Zayn echoed, "LouCat, yeah." Liam and Niall simutaneously scoffed, "Couis is better." I wasn't paying attention. My lips were still tingling, and I wandered into my room to stare at my phone and imagine calling her.
*A/N*
IT FINALLY HAPPENED! Ok so this is like the longest chapter I've written so I'm very sorry if you don't like long chapters! The picture is what I imagine Catherine to look like...so pretteh <3 Also, I'm holding a little contest between shipnames. If you like LouCat better, comment a heart: <3 And if you like Couis better, comment a kissy face: ;3
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FanfictionWhat would happen if Louis Tomlinson got your phone number? What if he got it, and fell in love with you? This is the story of how the very thing happened to me. My name is Catherine Lee Grace, and this is my story. What would happen if a girl gave...
