I woke up the next morning to the sound of my alarm, it was 6 in the morning. I was facing the window, watching the rays of sunlight peeking through the curtains. I stretched and yawned making weird baby dinosaur noises, before I turned my alarm off. I stood up from bed and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and to take a shower.

I started the water and as I was waiting for it to warm up I plugged my iPod to the speakers and played it on shuffle.

"Hey hey mama said the way you move, gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove."

Black Dog blasted throughout the bathroom as I sang and stripped from my clothes. So yeah it was a naked pretending to play the guitar, I just went crazy with this amazing song, Jimmy's guitar was freaking great. I stepped into the shower and took my time to wash my hair and body, also singing a few Queen songs, One Direction songs, and a couple of Beatle songs that came up next.

After a long hot shower I jumped out, wrapped a towel around myself, towel dry my hair a bit and walked back to my bedroom to get dressed for my day with Louis. We've been going to the Olympics for the last couple of days, since Harry didn't want to go with me and my parents were back in Scotland. I really missed my parents, it was lovely the time they were here. I went with them to the Olympics opening ceremony and I went crazy, my dad being team France, mom being team Ireland and me being team Great Britain was weird but it was great, plus Paul McCartney’s appearance at the end of the ceremony was amazing, I cried the whole time I just love that man so damn much.

Louis and I had a great time together and we’ve been taking a few pictures, one of us with the Team Great Britain flag in front of the stadium, and Louis managing to not be recognized by anyone so it has been great.

Today we were going to to see Tom Daley dive at the Olympics so yeah I was really excited because of the really hot Tom. I looked at myself in the mirror, I was wearing a nice light yellow dress, and a jacket, I let my hair in my natural waves, and I applied little makeup, just to not look like complete shit. When I was done I grabbed my cellphone, my bag, Cat's food and water bowl and Cat. I was leaving her in Harry's house for the day, Harry loved Cat and I didn't want to leave her alone in the house the whole day.

http://www.polyvore.com/olympics/set?id=112412830

Louis was waiting for me in Harry's house so we left as soon as I gave Cat to Harry. For some reason Harry wasn’t happy about this because apparently Louis and I ‘have been spending a lot of time together’, and ‘what if someone see you?’, and ‘what about paparazzi?’ yada yada. Anyway we left after a small talk with Harry and before we went to the stadium we decided to have some breakfast at a little restaurant, omelettes, coffee and fruit. We finally got to the stadium at around 9 in the morning and walked in hand in hand without being recognized again.

During the competition Louis and I talked, made jokes and laughed. We were supporting Tom Daley and enjoying the diving competition, and I was enjoying the view a lot, those guys were all extremely hot. Somewhere in the middle of the competition Louis placed his hand on my knee.

“Stop drooling.”

“Shut up I’m not!”

"Yeah right.” He laughed. “Do you think he is hot?" He asked serious after a moment.

"You mean Tom?"

"Yeah. Do you?"

"Well yeah I guess." I laughed and he rolled his eyes. "Are you jealous?" I asked taking his hand. "Don't be jealous, Lou. I like you more." I said leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Do you?" He asked with a cheeky grin.

"Yeah." I blushed. "You are cute and adorable."

"I am." He smiled. "And I am sexy.”

“Cocky much?”

We continued watching the competition but this time we were really closer to each other, Louis kissing my head every now and then, being cocky and just having a small talk. I was so comfortable on his shoulder.

“So what is your type of guy, Janie?”

“Well I don’t have a liking on a boy based by his looks… I like someone who is nice and sweet, someone with a sense of humour, someone who doesn’t care about what other people think… someone who likes me for me and cares about me.” I said blushing.

Louis smiled and leaned into me, our foreheads touching, our lips almost touching, and his hand caressing my cheek, it sent chills down my spine. Then I felt his lips over mine, it was a sweet kiss and I couldn’t help but smile into the kiss and kiss him back.

After a few seconds he pulled away with the loveliest smile on his face. We looked at deeply at each other and then he placed both of his hands on each side on my head and kissed the top of it, it was just a perfect moment.

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“Thank you for this day, Lou. I had a lovely time.” I said and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“We should do this again.” Louis said once we were at my door step. “I mean, you and I out together.”

“Yeah I would love to.” I said shyly.

“Tomorrow? I’ll pick you up at 11am?”

“Sure.” I smiled. “Good night, Louis.”

“Good night, Jane.” He gave me a sweet kiss on the lips before leaving.

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