The Wanted Girl

Sophia's POV-
I think these were my favorite times of all, laying in bed with Lou chatting about anything and everything. It was our one year today and I insisted on staying in bed until he had to leave for his interview. It shocked me that even after all the time we've spent together, I learn something new about him every day.

He leaned into my chest as I scratched his head. It was his absolute favorite and more often than not, he'd fall asleep while I did it, "Part of me wishes this was your first tour."

I scrunched my forehead, "Why's that?"

"I dunno. It's the one thing in the world that I know really well. I wish I got to be there for your first everything. First time sleeping on a tour bus. First time watching a concert from backstage. First time traveling to all of these new places. I feel like you're so used to this life. All in all, it's a good thing for sure. But there's certain things I wish I could show you."

I smiled and rested my hands on his cheeks, "There's so many places we'll be going that I've never been to. Not only that, but you'll be my first tour boyfriend. We can get all hot and steamy under the staaageee.." I ran my hands down his chest as I spoke and felt him tense up.

"Sophia...." He began.

"I'm just saying. There's lots of firsts you'll be showing me. I may be used to this life, but it doesn't mean I'll ever get bored of it. I love the chaos and most importantly, I love you. So stop sulking. We leave for tour in a week. I'm quite excited." I said, beaming.

I definitely felt as though I made the right decision going on tour with One Direction. It gave me a new perspective on my job, as well as gave me an opportunity to miss my boys while I was gone. It was nice knowing I was going to be in an entirely knew atmosphere.

"I almost forgot.. There's something our manager set up today for you. You can say no if you want. You don't have to. I can cancel it.." I cut him off.

"What is it?"

"An interview."

I nodded, "I can do your hair Lou. It's my job."

"No not for us. For you. It's a television interview. 'One Direction girlfriend'. Lou's doing our hair for the last time today so we don't need you."

An interview for me? What the hell is this? I'm a hair dresser. Not a popstar.

"Why would someone want to interview me again..?" I asked.

"Because the world wants to see how amazing you are."

I kissed his cheek and smiled, "Do you want me to do it?"

"I want you to do whatever you want to do. If you want to stay in bed all day and relax, you should. If you want to do the interview, I want you to."

I smiled, "Does Simon want me to do the interview?"

"Yes he does." He laughed.

"Then I guess I should get ready." I giggled.

"Hey Soph..."

"Yes?"

"I love you more than anyone in the entire world.. You know that right?"

"I know.. Why?"

"Because you're the one for me and I know it. I know that you're my soulmate. I know that you're the person I want to wake up to every morning. You're the one who I want to start a family with eventually. I want to be with you forever."

I felt my heart racing as he reached into his nightstand, pulling out a small black velvet box. I couldn't even see straight.

"Sophia Riley George. I can't ever picture myself being with anyone else. You're the only one for me."

He got up and walked over to the side of the bed. I started hyperventilating. He knelt down on one knee and I held my hand over my mouth, trying not to smile or cry.

"Will you make me the happiest man in the world.. and marry me."

Jesus. Fucking. Christ.
He opened the box, revealing the most beautiful ring I'd ever seen.



I tackled him to the floor, "Yes! Absolutely!"

I had never seen myself being the girl to fall in love and get married. I honestly never pictured myself in a wedding dress. But what I could picture was spending the rest of my life with this man. He was the only one I wanted to be with.

I felt the tears falling down my face and I didn't care, "You want to marry me you crazy bastard!"

He picked me up and kissed me, "I do want to marry you! And you want to marry me you crazy bastard!"

I held my hand out and he slid the gorgeous ring on my hand.

"WE'RE GETTING FUCKING MARRIED!" I screamed again, tackling him onto the bed.

"I love you so much Sophia George." He mumbled into my neck.

"I love you more Louis Tomlinson."

"I'm so fucking happy you didn't catch on!" He beamed.

I grinned, "I'm shocked that I didn't."

"I know me too. The ring designer was calling me that one day you checked my phone. He's from Northern Ireland, Niall's mom told me about him. I was so freaked out that you were going to answer I contemplated pulling you into the shower and breaking my phone. Then you didn't even question me going out with Max the last couple times and.."

"Wait! What does Max have to do with this?" I asked, confused.

"Well he's your big brother. I couldn't ask your dads permission, and Max has always been like a father figure to you. I wanted his blessing" He explained.

If it were possible for my heart to melt, mine definitely did.

"And he gave it to you?!" I didn't mean to sound shocked. But I kind of was.

He laughed and pulled me into his chest, "He did! He knows how much I love you. He said he respected me a lot for coming to him first."

I grinned, "I love you."

"You already said that!"

I smacked him, "I know! And I'm going to keep telling you every single day for the rest of our life together."

"This is so crazy Sophie! We're getting fucking married!"

I smiled, "I know! There's someone I want to tell first. What time do I have to be at that interview?"

"3! Maybe we should keep it private for a little while. Unless you want to tell them today."

I thought about it for a minute. No thanks. Not today. I wanted to give us a chance to tell our friends and family first.

"I think we should keep it quiet for a little. But I have to go!" I stood up and put my shoes on.

"Who are you going to tell first?"

I smiled and ran my fingers over my tattoo, "Perrie."

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