Truly, Madly, Deeply

Kayla's pov.
I take a deep breath and open the door. Louis is standing there, and may I say, looking quite attractive. He is wearing black vans, blue trousers,and a black t-shirt with a blue blazer over it, his hair was styled in a quiff. As I said before, he looks very attractive.

He takes a deep breath,"Ready?" He asks.
"Yeah, let's go" I shut the door behind me, not bothering to lock it, Lexi is inside so there's no need to.

Louis pov
I get out of my car, and walk up to Kayla's door. I'm still quite shocked she actually agreed to go on another date. I'm not sure if she just feels bad, or because I'm famous, or maybe she really likes me, but I know it's not because of having a good time last date. The pressure is on, this date has to do well.

I reach the door, and lightly knock on it. A few seconds later, she opens it. As soon as I catch sight of her, I find it hard to catch my breath, she looks extremely hot. The black dress she is wearing clings to her body in all the right places. I'm almost ready to call off the date, and bring her to my apartment. At this very moment, I don't care how odd is was that she wanted a second date, maybe she just believes in second chances, yea that seems good. I want to ask her if she wants to leave yet, but I can't seem to find my voice.

Finally, I force out the word,"ready?" Just hearing it come pout of my mouth I feel like an idiot.

"Yeah let's go" she said with a smile. I hold out my hand and she takes it, and we walk to my car, although I feel as if I'm floating. I walk her over to the passenger side of the car, open the door, and help her in, closing the door behind her. I walk over to the driver's side and we leave. The car ride is filled with cliché small talk, and getting to know each other better. I learn she is a vegetarian, so I won't eat any meat around her. I really don't want to offend her. Finally, we reach the restaurant.

Kayla's pov.

When we reach the restaurant, once again, he helps me out of the car. It's nice and all, but I can open the door of a car and walk out on my own, thank you her much. And he's holding my hand, blech. He's acting like this is some sort of romantic movie that makes you want to puke. This is the second date. When is it ok on the second date to hold hands. Like no. I don't like this at all. When we enter the restaurant Louis gives him his last name the man walks us over to a table. The room is a yellowish orange color, with a red ceiling. There were chandeliers at ever table, along with a candle in the middle. The tables were made out of wood, I'm guessing it mahogany. The chairs were made out of the same would, with golden cushions on them. Once again, Louis pulls out my chair, and pushes it in for me. I can do it myself, this is going to get very annoying. A waiter comes over with the menus, and bottle of Chardonnay wine, and two glasses. This part I can get used to. The waiter, pours us some wine, and leaves the bottle on the table.

"So, what are you thinking of getting?" Louis asks me, it's quite obvious he is trying to make conversation.

"I'm thinking of getting the eggplant parmesan, how about you?" I say, deciding to make conversation as well, it was getting awkwardly silent.

"I'm thinking of the lasagna." He said, not really sure what else to say.

"Oh, so, how's the music coming along?" I ask him, knowing exactly what to say, I work at a store, my people skills are in point.

"It's going great! We just released a new single, it's called fireproof, it was a lot of fun to make, have you heard it?" He is obviously very interested in his music, it's actually kinda cute.

"Yes I have heard it. It's marvelous!" I said, marvelous is a word I hate, it's very phoney, but when dealing with people like Louis, you have to use phoney words.

"Oh wow, thanks Kay, I thought it was good, but not that good," he said back to me, his entire face lit up. Kay, he called me Kay, that killed me. I was nicknamed.

So the waiter came, we ordered our food, and he took our menus away. I took a small sip of the wine, I love wine. It was like an explosion of yummy ness in my mouth. Ok, so that was a bad simile.

"How's work going?" he asked politely. He probably only asked because I asked him, it was a bed self obsessed bastard move, and, frankly, it pissed me off, but I had to play it off, remember what's a stake here, I'll be famous.

"Eh, it's quite lousy, I hate it," I replied, I made it seem as if I was happy he asked, boy, I should be an actress.

"Then why do you continue doing it?" He asks, he actually seems interested. Just then the food came it smells like heaven on a plate. We eat as we continue to talk.

"It's money, I need money. I want to go back to school," I tell him, I'm not sure why though. He's not someone I'm close to, yet I'm comfortable telling him something personal.

"What are you gonna be going for?" He asks, being a bit nosy now. Like I don't need to tell you, nosy ass motherfucker.

"Just a job," I say nonchalantly. Again I really should be an actress.

"Oh c'mon l, you can tell me. What's Kayla's dream job," maybe I don't wanna tell you nosy bastard. God you are sooo agitating, can I leave now?

"Alright, I want to be an actress," I say, with a sly grin. Man, I really would make a good one too.

"Oh really? I did some acting when I was younger I did a lot of plays and..." I tuned him out. In really getting sick of him talking about himself. I hate how all he worries about is him, I'm here bored as he'll and he's obsessing over himself. Wow I can't stand him. We finished our food, and finally it was time to go. Thank god! He was really getting on my nerves. We get to the parking lot, and there is a huge crowd of people surrounding up, all you could see was a bunch of flashes. I act nervous, so Louis doesn't think I'm leaching.

"Louis what's going on?" I say in a scared tone, and cling to him, man, Harrison Ford would've been proud.

"It's alright it's just the paparazzi," he says, wrapping a smelly arm around me. Of course, it wasn't really smelly, but I need to criticize it.

"Hey, how about we give them something to buzz about?" He asked. Before I got a chance to reply, his soft pink lips, gently, connected with mine. He was a pretty good kisser, I mean, you can't not feel anything with someone that skilled. I heard the paparazzi go wild, a bunch of clicks of cameras went off automatically.

As our lips disconnected, there was a million people all asking the same question," Louis! Louis! Is that your new girlfriend?"

"A kiss doesn't mean we are automatically dating," he said for clarifications sake. As we approached the car, he opened the door, and helped me in, but this time, I didn't care.

"So, I was thinking, maybe you wanted to come to my place for some tea?" Whoah, that escalated quickly. We has one kiss, now he wants sex?? Like, down boy!

"Umm Louis, sorry but, this only our second date, I'm not ready to.."

"No! I didn't mean go to my apartment and have sex! I meant, go to my apartment, have some tea, and meet my friend/roommate Harry," he said, with a giggle.

"Oh," I said quite relived, "I'd love to, I mean it sounds great, but I have to get up for work tomorrow," I said.

"What time does your shift end?" Again with the nosyness.

"3:00" I said, why do I keep telling him these things?

"Alright" he said pulling into my driveway, "I'll see you then," He got out, helped me out, and walked me to my door.

"I had a great time with you tonight," he said looking I to my eyes, he was very sincere.

"Me too," I said, looking back into his, boy, he had gorgeous eyes. He leaned in, and kissed me again, but this time it was a small peck.

"See you at 3," he said, walking back to his car.

"See ya," I called out, and entered my house.

Notes

Ok! So I haven't updated in a while, but here it is!! Yayy! Hope y'all don't hate me. Enjoy buttercups! And please tell me what you think! I really want to know, I'm hoping Kayla sounds like a bitch, so please tell me what you think of it. It's kinda long, it took a long time to type.

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