Chasing the Sun

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COMPLETED. Alira Somers. A 19 year old girl who isn't that much of a fan of One Direction. But her best friend, Jenna, won tickets to a little 'promo' about One Direction. Little did they know, One Direction was performing. That's where they lay eyes on both of them for the first time. That's when Alira changed her views on them. That's when 2/5 will fall for her. That's when all hell breaks loose in her life.

**Blurb is misleading, it isn't as good as I thought it would be. Personally, it's not my best but by all means, if you want to read it go ahead! Just let me warn you, it's not as good as the blurb says.

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31. Chapter 31: shake it off

 

Chapter 31: shake it off

 

I walked towards the elevator after watching the beautiful fireworks that burst into the sky. I couldn't get over how amazing this night was. This night was more than any of my boyfriends gave me. This night has shown how much he cares about me and how much we actually get along. He makes me feel so special, he makes me feel like a little kid with his childlike behaviour. He makes me fall for him faster than any other guy I’ve been with. He lets me be myself. Louis is amazing. 

His arm snakes around my waist as we went into the elevator. We stood there, facing each other, looking into each other’s eyes, smiling like weirdos. His blue eyes was on fire, they were scorching and they made me melt inside. There was silence through the whole room, it wasn’t awkward, it was more of a romantic one.

‘You’re beautiful.’ Louis whispered, as he looked into my chocolate brown eyes. I blushed deep red and I looked down at my feet, smiling to myself.

‘And when you smile at the ground, it ain’t hard to tell. You don’t know, you don’t know you’re beautiful.’ He whispered the lyrics to me and I looked back up.

‘Louis, have I ever told you you’re amazing?’ I whispered to him.

‘No.’ He smiled smugly, with full knowledge that I have told him that.

‘Well, you’re amazing.’ I smiled at him.

‘I have a secret.’ He whispered.

‘What is it?’ I asked him.

‘You already told me that.’ He whispered in my ear. And I pretended to play along.

‘But you said I didn’t!’ I fake gasped.

‘I lied.’ He grinned.

‘Aw well.’ He shrugged, and he leaned in. Our lips met and I smiled into the kiss. Nothing can ever ruin this night. 

The elevator dinged and the doors open. I stepped out then all of a sudden I was swept off my feet. (how cliché). He carried me back to the limo and practically threw me in.

‘Louis!’ I screamed, fixing up my dress.

‘Yes?’ He smiled innocently. I just shook my head in response.

‘You’re a weirdo.’ I laughed. 

‘Yeah, but I’m a good weirdo.’ He boasted out his chest.

‘Weirdo’s aren’t good, idiot.’ I rolled my eyes.

‘Weirdo’s are fun. Don’t. Diss. Weirdos.’ He jabbed a finger at me.

‘Chill, bro.’ I said, putting my arms up in mock surrender.

‘Fine, bro.’ He mocked the word.

‘Kay, bro.’ I mocked him.

‘Yeah, bro.’ He said back.

‘Don’t ever say that again.’ I said, seriously.

‘You started it!’ He pointed at me.

‘You kept it going!’ I screamed back.

‘But it’s because I’m cool.’ He crossed his arms.

‘No, you’re not!’ I crossed my arms.

‘You’re only jealous because I’m cool.’ He smiled sheepishly.

‘And you’re only saying that because you know I’m better than you.’ I winked.

‘No! I’m better.’ He said back.

‘You wish, jellyfish!’ I laughed.

‘Yes, sir, cat fur.’ He winked.

‘Cat fur? Really?’ I asked him, all serious. I gave him the ‘are you kidding me’ look. 

‘Cats are nice!’ He defended himself.

‘You remind me of Harry.’ I rolled my eyes and he tensed up a bit. I regretted saying the words as soon as it left my mouth. I peered up to Louis through my eyelashes, hoping everything’s okay. He laughed it off.

‘That’s because Harry likes pussy.’ He laughed. I stiffened at the comment.

‘Erm... pussy?’ I asked, the conversation turned awkward.

‘Pussy means cats, Ali. Pussy means cats.’ He said slowly, to keep it in my head.

‘Don’t ever say pussy again.’ I said as seriously as I could.

‘Why?’ He asked me curiously. I shot him a are you fucking kidding me’ look.

‘Oooooh.’ He said in understanding. I shook my head in disbelief.

The limo stopped and I looked out the window to find ourselves outside my house. I looked back to see that it was 11:30. I was tired because of the heels and all but then I wasn’t. I saw that the Kombi was gone, so I guess the boys all went home. I turned to see Louis on his phone.

‘We never got a photo.’ He pouted. I rolled my eyes and took his phone off him. I held it up and took a photo of both of us.

‘There’s your photo.’ I smiled. He tapped away on his phone then a moment later my phone beeped. I looked down to it to see a tweet.

@Louis_Tomlinson: a beautiful night with Alira @CallMeAlira pic.twitter.com/DF65gh78i

‘Do you want the world to know you’re my girlfriend?’ Louis asked me, looking up from his phone. 

I thought about it for a minute. Am I ready to let the world know I’m an international famous popstar’s girlfriend? Am I ready for all the hate? I’m not that insecure and I can stand up for myself. But am I strong enough to deal with it everyday? I rarely got hate. I rarely got called words because everyone seems to like me. Yes, I get it every now and then but it only happens like once a year. It usually takes me a while to get over it. I usually cry for a few days. But getting hate everyday off people who doesn’t know me? Am I strong enough for that? I’ll never know until I take a chance, right? Yolo, motherfuckers.

‘I think I can handle it.’ I said quietly.

‘Are you sure?’ He asked me, concerned.

‘Yes.’ I said, a bit more confidently this time.

‘Just let me tell you this, no matter what people say you’re amazing, you’re beautiful and you deserve me, I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you.’ He whispered to me and kissed my cheek. I nodded my head.

‘You do deserve me, Lou.’ I said back. He smiled and he tapped away again on his phone. A second later my phone went off.

@Louis_Tomlinson: I’m happy to call Alira my girlfriend, she’s so beautiful, isn’t she? @CallMeAlira pic.twitter.com/267jkLOD77

I opened the photo because I don’t remember him taking a photo of me. I saw that it was of me, watching the fireworks with a smile on my face. I don’t remember him taking this. My eyes were shining in the light, my cheeks were rosy and my red lips were spread into a smile. 

My phone began to blow up with a tonne of mentions.

@CallMeAlira is beautiful, you’re one lucky guy Louis.

@CallMeAlira is soooo lucky!

@CallMeAlira you’re not even that pretty.

@CallMeAlira there’s no way in hell that you deserve Louis.

@CallMeAlira is an ugly ass bitch. she’s not good enough for louis and never will be. @Louis_Tomlinson you deserve better.

@CallMeAlira @CallMeAlira @CallMeAlira.....

Shake it off, Ali. Shake it off. I chanted to myself. I can feel Louis staring at me as I read through my mentions. I decided to show him nothing is getting to me. I looked up and smiled.

‘Nothing to worry about.’ I said.

‘I hope you’re okay, babe. Let’s go inside.’ He took my hand and we hopped out of the car. We walked up the front steps.

‘Are the boys here?’ I asked him, as we walked to my front door.

‘Nah, they went home.’ He answered.

‘Are you staying or are you going home?’ I asked him when we were stood out the door.

‘I’ll go home. See you tomorrow, love.’ He winked and leaned in for a kiss. I kissed him back, feeling all the sparks and fireworks and everything go off.

‘Goodbye.’ I smiled as we pulled away. 

He turned around and headed for the limo. I spun around to open the door. I can feel the smile on my face growing big. I walked up to my room and I started to strip out of my clothes. I put on my white tank top and sweats. I wiped my face free from the make up and crawled in to my bed. My thoughts ran wild and it took my hours to fall asleep. My eyes finally shut at 2:30 and i drifted off into a dreamless sleep with a smile still on my face.

 

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‘Is she awake?’

‘Obviously not since her eyes are closed.’

‘Yeah, but she needs to wake up!’

‘Be quiet, you’ll wake her up.’

‘She needs to wake up, anyway. it’s 1:30.’

‘And?’

‘She needs to wake up!’

‘Just leave her be, okay. She looks peaceful.’

‘Ugh.’

I rolled over, turning my back to the voices next to my bed. I hope they get the message that I don’t wanna be up. I felt my bed sink as someone sat down behind me. I groaned, making them know I can hear them, feel them and i’m ignoring them. I sensed something or someone near my ear.

‘Psst, someone stole your cookies.’ Someone whispered in my ear. I jolted awake, ushed everyone away and ran down to the kitchen. I found my cookie jar sitting just where it needs to be. I whipped my head around to find Louis and Jenna standing in the doorway.

‘YOU LIED!’ I screamed and I walked back out the door.

‘Chill, Ali. I only needed you awake.’ Jenna shrugged her shoulders.

‘Using my cookies to wake me up is not cool.’ I muttered, stalking up the stairs. Niall and Liam stood in front of my closed bedroom door.

‘Out of my way, peasants.’ i grumbled. I tried to push through them but they didn’t budge.

‘I wanna go back to sleep.’ I whined.

‘You’re not allowed to. Carrot king’s orders.’ Niall shook his head. I groaned and walked back down the stairs. I laid across the couch and closed my eyes.

‘DON’T DIE, ALI! YOU CAN’T DIE! NONONO, THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!’ Someone shouted and started to shake me. My eyes snapped open.

‘Oh my god! Louis! Let me sleep!’ I pushed him away.

‘No can do.’ He shook his head.

‘Why not?’ I asked, rubbing my eyes.

‘Because me and the boys have something to say.’ Louis said and he looked a bit worried.

‘What is it?’ I asked him, wide awake now.

I’m scared, what’s wrong?

 

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A/N

 

Ooooooh, cliffhanger! I haven’t done that in a while. Try and guess what’s it about, muahahaha ;)

 

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-Winona

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