It had been two days since I first arrived at the new college and I was thoroughly enjoying it. The classes were fast paced and I'd learned so much already. It also helped that everyone was extremely nice. I'd already made a few acquaintances - Ariel, Juliet, and Reyna. We hadn't hung out together outside of our classes, but it was nice to have someone to text.

Texting.

Texting off the phone that Louis had given me. When I had opened the box, sure enough, a shiny new iPhone was inside. It even had an Otterbox. Apparently Louis remembered that my past phone had been smashed. It made me melt a little bit to think that he was thinking about me. But at the same time, I was upset. He had bought me something. I didn't need anything from him. It was too much. But, it was a sweet gesture and it made my feelings of regret for the little car incident subside.

When I had turned on the phone, sure enough, Louis's number was already programmed in, along with the College of Music and Drama's and Harry and Niall's. So there I had sat with an iPhone in my hands, that also held numbers to some of the most famous boys in the world. I had literally thought that I was going to have a heart attack. Thankfully I hadn't, I'd just been overwhelmed.

I was confused, however. Why had Louis been drawn to me? I mean, sure, I was a random girl that had shown up on his doorstep. And of course, there had been the passing out thing, but I'm sure that hundreds of girls had fainted at the sight of him before. Whatever the reason, I was sort of happy. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined this... OK, maybe in my wildest dreams, but I would never have thought that it would actually happen.

Louis and I had been texting quite often. He had texted me the evening I'd settled in and we'd been conversing back and forth ever since. And at night he would call when he could and we would sit there and talk. The topics of conversation were random things like celebrities, movies, music, the weather, things like that. He'd even gotten me to talk some about how big a fan I was of One Direction. That conversation had involved a lot of laughing on his side and a lot of cursing and complaining on mine.

Louis: Hey :)

I glanced down at my phone. It was about 3 PM and I was just leaving my last class of the day. It was Friday and I was done for the weekend, which made me happy. I smiled at his text.

Lyric: Hey :) What's up?

It was only a few minutes later when Louis texted back. That's one thing I adored about him, he texted back relatively fast. Of course, he wasn't desperately fast, but it was good to not be waiting twenty minutes for a response.

Louis: Bored. Wbu?

Lyric: Just got out of class.

I had just walked into my dorm building when he texted back.

Louis: Want to go on a date?

I fumbled as I read the message, dropping the phone on the ground. Thank God that Louis was thoughtful and had gotten me a protective case. If he hadn't the poor phone would have probably been cracked already.

Lyric: Sounds great :)

I stepped into the elevator and hit the button to my floor. I smiled to myself and took a deep breath. I was going to go on a date. A date with Louis Tomlinson. Holy shit.

The elevator came to a stop and dinged open. I stepped out and turned to walk to my room. No sooner had I taken my first step in the direction of my dorm, when a hand grabbed me from behind. I screamed and kicked, spinning around, only to find a laughing Louis. I let out an angry shriek pushed him backwards. He was laughing too hard to protest.


"God dammit, Louis!" I yelled. I could feel that my face was red. "Did you have to give me a heart attack!?"

Louis laughed. "Come on, that was hilarious!"

I rolled my eyes at him as he continued to laugh. Ass hole. After he regained his composure he came over and took my hand, guiding me to my room.

"So where do you want to go tonight?" He asked, stopping at my door.

I pulled out my key and opened the door. We walked inside. "I don't really know the places around here." I sat my bag and jacket down on the desk.

Louis took a seat on the bed. "We could always go into London. I've got a home there we can stay at."

We? Oh my God. This was moving at a rate that I was very uncomfortable with. There was no way that I was going to -

"Don't worry," He said. "There are several bedrooms. I don't expect you to sleep with me." He must have seen the expression on my face.

I sighed in relief. "Sounds fun," I said.

"Well, get dressed and pack some clubbing clothes. We're going to go out and have some fun." There was a mysterious glint in his eye and a smirk on his face.

"Alright." I went over to my closet and pulled out the best clubbing clothes I had. In fact, it was probably the sluttiest thing I'd ever owned. I was suddenly glad that I'd decided to bring it to England with me. It was a short, short sparkling black dress with one long sleeve and a small hole over my cleavage. "Will this do for clubbing?" I asked.

Louis's jaw went slack. I could tell that he was envisioning me in it. I chuckled and threw the dress on the bed with a pair of black stiletto's. "I'll take that as a yes."

I grabbed some more clothing. A pair of jeans and a sweater, and sweatpants and a hoodie for pajamas. My converse would work for shoes. I threw it all into a large bag and added my hair curler. Lastly, I grabbed my phone placed it in my purse.

"I'm ready." I said. Louis had fallen back on my bed as I packed.

He groaned. "Ugh, alright." Louis jumped up. "Let's get going, love." He opened the door for me and we left the college behind.

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We drove to London in Louis's Porsche, the drive was long and grueling. It was almost two hours. By the time we got there it was about 5 PM plus the hour fighting through traffic to get to Louis's London home. The place was gorgeous - it was big and fancy, just like you might expect a millionaire's home looked like - and painted in a cream-color. There seemed to be a hundred huge windows all over the house. It was breathtaking.

Louis showed me inside. We walked into a large living room that had a huge flat-screen TV, several couches, and several recliners. I smiled at the luxury of it all. The two of us wandered upstairs only to a large hall that took a sharp ninety degree turn farther down. Louis opened the door to one of the rooms off the side of the hall.

"Here you go, your own complimentary room."

I looked up at him and he nodded his head towards to door, motioning for me to go inside. I walked in to find a huge bed. It was facing a wall that held another flat-screen TV. There was a private bathroom next to the television and a small wardrobe next to the window that was on the far side of the room. The walls were a light brown and the carpet a pale white. The comforter on the bed had little brown swirls all over it.

"This is beautiful," I breathed.

"I'm glad you like it," Louis smiled. "Any time you come here, this is where you'll stay. Unless, that is, you want to stay in another guest room. However, I find this to be the best."

"No, this is absolutely wonderful." I smiled.

"I'm glad you like it," Louis kissed my cheek. "You get ready and I'll meet you downstairs in about an hour, alright? We can go have dinner and then meet some of my friends at the club?"

"Alright," I smiled.

"See you in an hour, love." He smiled, shutting the door behind him.

Since the moment I meet Louis, I had been debating if this had all been a dream. And as much of a fantasy as this was, there was no way the feeling I had at the moment could describe the reality of this.

Notes

Sorry it's kind of a short chapter guys! It's kind of just a filler, I didn't want to put the date and the lead up all in one chapter, it would have been super long! Hopefully I can get another chapter up later this evening!