5th CHAPTER SERIOUSLY!!!!!! IM ON A ROLE!!!!!!! hope you guys like this chapter ;)
They Don't Know About Us
"So..." I start as we sit down facing each other on the couch in Louis' dressing room.
"So..." he mimics. This was beyond awkward and we both knew why. We had to talk about us, and those talks were never fun.
"Listen about last night..." I tried to start again, but didn't know where to go from there. Luckily Louis had something to say.
"You don't regret it do you?" he asked shyly. He looked scared and disappointed and I just wanted to give him a big hug to make him feel better.
"No. Of course I don't," I assure him. Even if maybe I should, I don't. Not for one second.
"Good. Neither do I," he said relieved. Did he really think I would regret kissing him?
"Why would you think I would?" I asked.
"I mean, you were upset. Maybe you were just... I don't know..." he said trailing off. He was looking down at his hands and he looked so unsure of himself.
I reached across to take his hand in mine, causing him to look up at me with those eyes that I could get lost in forever.
"I don't regret anything," I say softly, reassuring him that he had no reason to feel insecure about himself. He gave a little smile, holding my hand tighter.
"So... what is this exactly?" he asks.
"I have no idea," I laugh honestly.
"What do you want this to be?"
"I don't know Louis," I sigh, slightly frustrated. I had no idea!
"Well, I know I like you."
I close my eyes and chuckle before opening them back up to look at him once again. "I know I like you, too," he smiles. "But... this could get complicated. However you want to put it, at the end of the day, I work for you. We have a professional working relationship and adding a personal one to that may not go well. If maybe not for us, possibly for the boys. And I don't know how Caroline would feel about her assistant dating a member of the band we both work for. And then there are your fans... and I don't know. And all of those people won't see us, they will see me and you. And those two things don't add up as far as they are concerned. I just don't kn-" I was cut off by his lips connecting to mine.
When we pulled away, he stayed close. "They don't know about us. They don't know how much you mean to me; how much I hope I mean to you. They don't know everything between us, and they don't have to. This isn't theirs, its ours. You and I. Us. It can be our little secret. At least for now," he says.
I stare into his eyes, trying to find a hint of doubt or anything that would show that he was only joking, but I found nothing. He was serious.
"I don't know, Louis..." I say, still not looking away.
He reaches up to cup my cheek in his palm. "Please. I want to try this. I want to see if we can work. I want this to work," he says softly.
Could I handle a secret relationship with him? And then what if someone finds out? What then? I didn't know how this could potentially effect my life, even my career. There were too many unknowns in this situation.
Then again... I wanted to be with him, too. I wanted this to work as much as he did. Was he worth a world of unknowns?
Without having to give it another thought, I knew my answer.
"Yes."
"Really?" Louis asks as his face lights up.
"Yes," I smile back. "I think this is worth giving a shot."
He smiled at me before leaning in to kiss me. I smiled into his lips before bringing hands to his hair as I deepened the kiss. His hands left my face only to go my hips. I swung my leg over so that I was straddling him. I chuckled against his lips.
"What?" he said through the kiss.
"I like you," I whisper.
His smile widens, "I like you, too."
"We are really do this, aren't we?" I ask as I pull away slightly, still sitting in his lap, looking down at him.
"I sure hope so," he says and I laugh. "If this was a dream I don't know if I'd be able to handle waking up."
"How are we going to make this work without anyone knowing. You aren't exactly someone who is able to be 'low profile' very easily."
"We can make it work," he assured me. "Don't worry. And besides, you work for me. I have an excuse to be around you."
I smile and lean my forehead against his. "Okay."
"We should probably get going now. It's getting late and the boys are going to ask me where I was if I'm not back soon."
"I don't like you having to lie to the boys," I confess. I really didn't. I felt kinda bad for making him keep a secret from his best friends. Then again, he said he was willing to do this for me, so at least he knows he has the choice.
"It's nothing I can't handle. I promise."
"Okay. Well I'm gonna head back to the hotel to get some sleep. I've got to dress you all in accordance with Alan tomorrow, so lord knows I have some work cut out for me," I chuckle getting up. He laughs as well, knowing fully how it was going to be difficult to get the boys to cooperate dressing in coordinating outfits.
"Okay. I'll see you tomorrow, then," he says getting up and pecking me on the lips.
I smile, "Bye."
"Wait," Louis says and I turn away from the door to look back at him. I raise my eyebrows to signal for him to continue. "We both have our own rooms you know," he says with a devilish grin on his face.
"Seriously, Louis?" I laugh and look down to check the invisible watch on my wrist. "We've been going out for less than ten full minutes, and you're already trying something?"
"What can I say? You're too gorgeous for your own good," he says and I look away to hide my blush.
"Goodnight, Louis!" I call and step out into the hallway. Before I walk away, though, I lean up against the wall, biting my lip to keep myself from smiling like an idiot.
"Hey, Avery. What are you still doing here?" Liam's voice snaps me out of lala land and I'm brought back down to earth. Dammit.
"Oh, I just wanted to thank Louis for the song," I say, jerking my thumb back to Louis' dressing room door.
"Oh, right," he says and looks down at his now apparently very interesting shoes.
"Are you heading out, now?" I ask to break the sudden wave of slightly awkward silence that has fallen over us.
"Yeah, I am. You wanna walk out with me?" he asks, now looking back up at me, hopefully.
"Sure. I'd love some company," I say and smile while I start walking down the hall beside him.
"So, how is life with One Direction going for you, Aves?" he asks me after a few minutes of walking in silence.
"It's definitely... interesting," I say, smiling to myself.
"Yeah, you definitely have a group of interesting boys for you. We are pretty fun though aren't we?" he jokes.
"Of course!" I laugh back. "I don't know what my life was before paint-ball and Turkish delis!"
"Turkish delis?" Liam laughs back.
"Yeah, Louis took me to this random food place one night and made me eat his really spicy chili sauce," I chuckle at the memory.
"Sounds like Louis," he says, but this time he doesn't look as lively when he answers.
I wonder what was up with him.
However, before I got the chance to ask him about it, we were outside the stadium, and going through the small amount of fans that were still waiting outside. Liam was polite and signed a few autographs and took a few pictures-I did as well, actually. Apparently you just had to know One Direction, and all of the sudden random people you didn't know wanted to know you and talk to you. Weird.
Before long, though, we were getting into the van with Paul, who was giving us a ride back to the hotel.
I was excited to get back to my room. It had definitely been an... interesting... day, but in the best possible way.