Sophia's POV-
It was getting late so I convinced Johannah to let Lottie stay with me for the night. We were cuddled up on the couch in the dark watching the original Exorcist because apparently Lottie had only seen the remakes. We were an hour into the movie, the girl had just projectile vomited on the priest when someone banged on the door.

"Don't open it! Are you insane?!" Lottie grabbed my arm as I got up.

I laughed and removed my arm from her death grip, "Lottie who would be banging on the door that I don't know?"

She had a look of pure horror on her face, "Who would be banging on the door that you DO know! Like everyone is out of town!"

I rolled my eyes and walked over to the peephole. I screamed and opened the door, "BABY!!!!!!" I jumped into Louis' arms and kissed him as hard as I could. "I thought you weren't coming home until tomorrow?!"

"I decided to come and watch scary movies with my wonderful girlfriend and my favorite 16 year old sister! Where else would I want to be." He said smiling.

He was in super-boyfriend mode. Which only meant one thing, he was leaving again. Or something really bad happened. I decided not to crush the obedient boyfriend just yet and let him spend time with Lottie without screaming. We all sat and watched movies and talked and threw popcorn at eachother. It was nice. Finally Lottie excused herself and went into the guest room to sleep.

I curled up in his lap and started scratching his scalp with my nails. It always calmed him down and made him relax, "So, how was work?" I tried to sound laid back but he knew I was prying.

"It was bad Soph. But what am I supposed to do?! He slept with my sister!" I knew Louis was upset, but I also knew somewhere deep down in the dark hole you would normally find a heart, he wanted to forgive Harry.

"Yeah but I think Lottie's okay." I guess that's not exactly the truth. She IS okay, but that's because she thinks her and Harry will get back to doing whatever it is they were doing before.

"It's not about that! It's the principle. She's my little sister. If I had slept with Gemma.." I gave him a look of warning and he backed off the subject.

Louis had a good heart, whether he wanted to admit it or not. He cared much more than he let on and had this exterior that made you think everything was a joke to him. He wasn't going to be able to act like a child forever, so I made the executive decision to force him into acting like a grown-up, now.

"Louis I know you don't want to hear this-"

"They don't say it!" He spat.

"I'm gonna ignore that because you're upset. But being in this band is your job. Harry is your co worker. If the world knew about this then it could hurt your career. You need to be cordial with him and deal with it because you're both adults." I smirked, knowing how right I was.

"Adults don't sleep with children." Here we go.

"Okay so let's go through the timeline of what will happen if you continue this in the direction you are. You've already ran out of a meeting, screamed at him in front of your boss, made a complete fool out of not only you two but Liam, Niall, and Zayn as well. Then you'll probably be fine until people start noticing the tension between you two. The media and fans will start to pry, false stories will be released, interviewers will ask questions about it, it will haunt you. Then I'll make the fair presumption that one day you'll freak out on him in a public setting, putting everyone around you in the line of fire. And eventually, if you let it, it will ruin the band that you all have put so much time and effort into building. The worst part about it? You'll lose your very best friend in the process. And when the dust settles, you'll have lost everything you once had. No more concerts, no more interviews, no more singing, no more one direction. You and I both know that your job is your lively hood. Don't ruin it over a silly mistake."

He just stared at me for awhile, I'm assuming he was thinking. I loved Louis. Even though he never told me, I think he loved me too. I wasn't going to sugar coat it because everyone around him already does that. To 'protect his feelings'. Nope, I was telling the truth, because that's what he needed.

he sighed and shook his head, "I just need time. I can't forgive him yet. I will eventually. Just not now. I need to be upset with him right now."

I smiled sympathetically and squeezed his hands, "You're a good big brother Louis Tomlinson. One of the reasons I love you."

His eyes shot up at mine, "You said it again.."

I pulled away from him, "Is that bad?! Should I not say the L word or something?! Sorry I didn't get that 'memo'!"

"No no no Sophia that's not what I meant I swear. I just thought you'd regret saying it after what I did last time."

I grinned and leaned back in my chair, "And that my friend, is one of the many reasons I'm better than you."
He stood up and kissed my forehead, "I love you too Sophia George"

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I woke up and turned over to see Louis drooling on my pillow. Sexy. I nudged him and he groaned. "Louis Tomlinson, get up!" I yelled into his ear. He shot up and fell directly onto the floor. I began laughing uncontrollably and he gave me the dirtiest look i've ever seen.

"You're such a bitch! I was sleeping!!!" He screamed.

"Oh wah wah! It's 11:30, you've been sleeping for 12 hours which I bet is more sleep than you've gotten in months. So yeah, you're welcome!" I yelled back.

He grinned and knocked me back onto the bed kissing my neck and singing to me, "you know, I know, you know I'll remember you and I know, you know, I know you'll remember me."

I grabbed his shoulders and spun him over so that he was under me, "Singing best song ever kissing me? Romantic."

"Oh yeah? I know I'm such a sap. But on a serious note, I'm happy to be here with you."

I smiled and kissed him, "Stay home with me forever. We can shack up like normal people in their 20's and only leave for grocery shopping. It'd be fuuun!"

He grinned and bit my neck softly, "You wouldn't last a day! You're way too type A for that. So am I."

The rest of the day was spent in bed talking and kissing. Lottie left before we even woke up, I'm assuming she was scared to see what was going on if she walked in. Which was nothing. I wanted to finally have sex with him. But everytime I thought I was ready, there were flashing signs in my head saying don't do it. He said he understood that, but I don't believe him.

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"Louis give me your phone!!!" I screamed chasing him around the apartment.

"NEVER!! Why would I let you tweet 'I take longer to get ready than my girlfriend'!" He said.

"Because it's true! Now gimme it!" I jumped and tackled him to the ground, grabbing his phone and sitting on his stomach.

I tweeted it and hopped off of him, tossing him his phone.

"You're gonna pay for that!" He yelled chasing me.

"SEND ME THE BILL!" I slammed my door in his face and locked it, allowing myself to sit against the door and catch my breath. I heard him slide down the opposite side of the door.

"Sophia?" He sounded kind of serious now.

I smiled and rested my head back, "Yeah Louis?"

"Come on tour with us next year. Be our stylist. Lou's been saying she wanted to take some time off to be with Lux. The Wanted's tour is over. You're a free agent. Please. Come on tour with me." He was pleading, and it was adorable.

I opened the door and looked into his eyes, he was serious. Dead serious. I smiled and curled up onto his lap.

"Louis... I don't know if I can do that." I said calmly.

"Why not? It'd be perfect. 8 months together. We can 'shack up' on the tour bus. I don't want to leave you again. I want to bring you with me. The other boys don't get this opportunity. I could. Please Sophia."

I sighed and pushed his hair out of his face, rubbing his temple with my thumb, "The Wanted starts tour next year too. And do you really think 8 months straight together is a good idea? We can't spend an hour without arguing. It wouldn't seem professional."


He was playing with my free hand, tracing the outline of my fingers. "But... I love you. I don't want you to leave me. Ever. And I certainly don't want to leave you. Especially if we have a chance to avoid that."

Louis and I spent the majority of our relationship fighting against everyone who didn't want us to be together. Our mothers, my brother and his friends, the media, the fans, everyone.

"Louis I don't know. I spent all of that time with Nathan and it ruined everything. I don't think our relationship will ever be the same. I can't do that with you. Maybe mixing work and pleasure isn't the right thing to do. I love you so don't make me chose right now."


He smiled sympathetically, "Do you love me?"

"Yes."

"Do you think we'd have fun?"

"Probably."

"What are you so afraid of then?"

I took a deep breath, "If I spend every day with you for 8 months, I'll get attached to you. I don't want that to happen. That's how people get hurt."

He began leaving a trail of kisses down my neck and shoulder.

"There's a difference between a great love and the right love. This is your chance at happiness. You think you shouldn't want it because you've never had it and it scares you. But you deserve your fairytale."

I grinned, "And you're my fairytale Louis Tomlinson?"

He kissed my hand, "Yes. And you're my queen."

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